Again slightly long chapter, I am really enjoying writing this fic and hearing your reviews so keep them coming.

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Harry felt eyes burning into him as he stood waiting for the class to start, he looked towards Malfoy who quickly turned away. Harry watched as Malfoy sat tearing up a piece of parchment in his hand, he looked nervous, Harry walked over to him and sat down. Malfoy looked at Harry and then just looked away again. "About…"

"Shut up Potter!" Malfoy sneered and stood up as the rest of the class began to form a semi circle around the basket of ferrets. Harry got to his feet and was quickly joined by the familiar sound of Ron and Hermione's bickering. He turned to say something to Malfoy but he had gone, totally vanished.

"Anyone seen Malfoy?" Hagrid called from the front of the class. Harry turned to look back towards the castle and just caught a last glimpse of Malfoy before he walked through the oak doors.

"I'll catch up with you." Harry said to his two friends as they headed to the common room at the end of the day. Harry pulled the Marauders map out of his bag, "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good." He muttered and tapped it with his wand. Black ink lines began to spread across the page, tracing an outline of Hogwarts, then little black dots with names began to move around the page. Harry was searching for one dot in particular and he found it, Prefects bathroom.

Harry headed up the stairs and entered the corridor that the bathroom was on. He waited outside the door and tried to think of what he was going to say. In the end he just gave up and walked into the bathroom.

Draco was sat on the edge of a bath, he had his trouser legs rolled up to the knees and was dipping his feet in the water. He obviously hadn't heard Harry come, so Harry just stood back in they shadows. Draco sighed and began swirling his hand around in the water, as if searching for something, he lifted back up and stood on the edge of the bath. Harry was just about to step forward and approach the boy when Draco began to remove his shirt. He let it fall to the floor and he stretched upwards, he then moved to his belt and began undoing his trousers. Harry panicked, this was wrong, it would make things ten times worse it Malfoy thought Harry was hiding out in here watching him undress. Harry quietly opened his bag and pulled out his invisibility cloak and wrapped it around himself… there was no way he could get out now without Malfoy realising there had been someone there. The only answer was to hide.

Draco slide his trousers off his legs and was left standing in a pair of tight black boxer shorts, he shook his head and removed them and then slipped into the water in the bath.

Draco lay there for a good half an hour before climbing out, Harry was standing in the corner, trying not to look, but he couldn't help himself. The toned muscular body rising out of the water in front of him not attempting to cover himself at all (why would he he was alone). Harry suddenly felt a dull throbbing in his trousers and looked down. This could not be happening, no way, not here, not now, and not Malfoy. Draco picked a towel and began drying his hair , he walked over to one of the mirrors and checked his reflection, he seemed repulsed and quickly moved away.

Harry had become transfixed on his form standing naked before him, Harry could feel his heart quickening, his breathing was becoming laboured.

"I know you are there Potter!" Draco called out, without stopping drying himself. "I can hear you breathing!" he said wrapping the towel around his waist. Harry tried to pretend he wasn't there, he backed himself further into the corner and tried to hold his breath. Before he knew it Draco was walking directly towards him with and out stretched hand. Draco was right in front of Harry, one step closer and he would touch the cloak, he took that step and the cloak was pulled of Harry revealing him to Malfoy.

"I… I…" Harry stammered.

"Do you make a habit of watching other boys bathe?" Draco asked handing Harry the cloak and then sitting on the edge of the bath. That was it weird Malfoy was back again.

"Look Malfoy I only came in here to make sure you were ok…. You didn't hear me come in and then you started… well you."

"I took my clothes off." Malfoy finished for him.

"Well yes." Harry choked moving slightly out of the corner.

Draco flung Harry onto the bed and began kissing him frenziedly, Harry was running his hands roughly through Dracos thick blond hair and pulling his mouth down harder onto his own. Harry caressed the soft skin on the back of Dracos thighs, running his hand up and down them. Draco trailed kisses down Harry's chest and stomach where he stopped at Harry's navel and began flicking his tongue in and out of it. Harry moaned and placed his hands on Dracos shoulders, a sign that he wanted him to move lower.

Harry stood awkwardly looking at Draco who was still sitting in his towel. "Look Malfoy, I think we have our wires crossed." He said trying to make the situation a little less tense.

"I believe we have Potter." He said now standing up and walking towards Harry. Harry was frozen to the spot, for some reason he couldn't move. Draco stopped in front of him and looked into the boys emerald green eyes. "But I think I am beginning to like our 'crossed wires'." Draco put a hand on the side of Harrys face. Harry lifted his hand with every intention of removing Malfoys but instead his hand fell on Malfoys waist. It was happening again, that electricity was taking over, Malfoy leaned closer to Harrys face and blew warm air onto Harrys lips. Harry felt himself being pulled forward and then their lips met. This time it wasn't for just a brief second, both boys stood there with theirs mouths pressed together. Harry did not understand, was this some sort of joke? If he began to kiss this boy would he just laugh in his face? Then it happened Malfoy opened his mouth slightly and let his tongue cross Harrys lower lip. Harry still wasn't sure but he felt really uncomfortable just standing there doing and saying nothing. Harry's hand, through no conscious action of his own moved from the other boys waist and round to his backside. He could feel Draco smiling, he took that as a signal and let Draco slide his tongue into his mouth.