At the Griffindor Common Room

After being groped repeatedly by random Griffindork boy's and girl's, Draco sat down on a gaudy looking red couch, next to his Arithmacy buddy. Hermione Granger a.k.a. The Mudblood.

"Sup Granger" he said taking in and soaking in the appreciative glances, jealous stares and shocked looks he was receiving. Without looking up from the thick volume she was pouring through she lifted a hand, "Hey Draco."

Draco frowned. "I just came from the boy's dorm. With Harry."

"That's nice…"

"We got nekked!" he smirked, expecting a reaction of sorts but only got a finger pushing up her reading glasses on her nose. Draco sighed exasperatedly, "That's why I'm in a towel. Thomas watched and the Weaselette was there…"

Hermione sighed and looked up reluctantly, "What do you want ?"

Draco smirked happily, "Nothin'" he grinned.

"Right so whhaaa…"

Draco looked at the bushy haired girl as her mouth dropped open and closed a small bit of drool on the corner of her mouth with glazed eyes.

"Why didn't I get that reaction?" he pouted to himself as he turned around to see a very red looking Golden Griffindor boy… oh yeah, in i only black, silk boxers.

"Hah! Potter's in his undieees!" he cackled happily at the blushing boy.

Harry growled (causing many to swoon and faint), "Can it Malfoy, or I'll take you're towel off!"

Gasp!

"Merlin Harry! Please don't! I can accept that you're gay. But Malfoy?"

Hermione snorted ad looked up at the disgusted looking red haired boy/man/thing.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"I'm not gay, Ron!" Harry exclaimed.

Ron raised an eyebrow, "That's why you're in your towel and Malfoy's in his towel…"

"I'm NOT gay. With Malfoy!!"

Draco smirked wickedly and walked to stand next to the boxer clad boy.

"You're right Ron!" he said dramatically, "Now you know, Harry and I… well, we've been seeing each other since… fourth year…"

Ron's mouth gapped open as well as every other guy and girl in the room.

Harry elbowed the smirking blond.

"He's lying!" he yelled, not knowing that Draco stood there behind him shaking his head in a mock disapproving look and mouthing 'It's true…'. Sneakily he wrapped a hand around Harry's waist and stroked the skin lightly.

"MALFOY!"

Draco smirked at the outraged cry.

"Babe, it's okay! You can call me Draco now that everyone knows… Or 'DraaaaayyyycooOOO!' Like you do at night…"

"Ew. That is so GROSS! I hope you haven't done anything in out dorm…" Ron mumbled turning green.

"I- uh… I-I.." Harry looked petrified, "No Ron, It's always in Draco's room."

"Huhhh?" Draco said looking confused. Harry smiled sweetly at the blond and started to stroke his cheek. Soft… Soft soft skin! Yum…

"Talking about rooms… we should go christen mine…" Harry smirked at the shocked faces and dragged Draco Malfoy by his hand, up the stairs whilst throwing seductive glances over his shoulder.

He closed the door and collapsed on the floor instantly laughing his head off.

Draco was in shock. 'What the flying hell just happened?' he thought to himself as he watched the Boy-Who-Lived chortle, chuckle and snicker on the floor. 'Did Potter just agree that we're going out… in his friken Common Room?'

"What the hell? Are you bloody retarded?!?"

"I- gasp - haha- that was- SOO FRIKING FUNNY!" Harry finally choked out.

"You idiot! Patil and Brown were in that room!" Draco shrieked jumping on the rolling boy, forgetting his towel and slapping him where ever he could.

Harry stopped immediately. "Oh SHIT. We're fucking screwed!" he said his eyes growing wide.

Draco slammed his head on the mattress, "Damn straight we are!"

"Actually… we're not really…"

Draco screwed up his eyebrows.

"Yes. Yes we are…"

"I know we are."

"So… huh?" Draco asked in confusion.

Harry sighed in frustration, "You said… Damn Straight'"

Draco nodded, still confused.

"Oh… never mind." he murmured, "C'mon Ferret, my sweetiekins, love flower, gorgeous sexy beast… uh… help me out here…"

"Slytherin Sex God?" Draco said smirking

"Yeah… one of them. We have to go and sort this out. I am in fact. As straight as a… er… ruler…"

"What? Even a bendy one?" Draco asked smirking devilishly.

"NO. Just a ruler… No bends…" Harry said fidgeting on his bed which he had moved to.