Hey everyone, I apologize for the amount of time you had to wait. There were things from exams to getting sick that have kept me from working on this story. Chapter 7 is in the works! R&R, and give me any ideas that you have that may make the story better. Thanks!

Chapter 6, Bath Time Fun

Draco's eyes opened as the first rays of sun hit his face. He felt a steady breathing on his neck and found Harry leaning his head on Draco's shoulder. Draco smiled and ruffled Harry's hair. Harry breathed in deeply and then opened his eyes slightly. Obviously Harry wasn't a morning person judging by the fact that he reached his arm up, grabbed a pillow from the couch, and placed it over his head.

At least that's what he meant to do.

Instead of grabbing a pillow, Harry's hand had found the ankle of Henry and he pulled on it, thinking that the pillow was still there. When Harry and Draco had fallen asleep the night before, Uncle Vernon came downstairs and carried Dudley and his friends into the living room so that they could sleep more comfortably; placing Henry conveniently on the couch.

Henry opened his eyes and pushed himself up into a sitting position on the couch, saying, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Malfoy swore under his breath and Harry replied as he scrambled to his feet, "Nothing! I thought…"

"You thought it would be funny to pull a prank on me? You think the fact that we didn't play against you guys last night makes you tougher? Well you know what," Henry continued as he got off the couch and started advancing toward Harry, "I think you're a worthless weakling, and that I should make up for not beating the shit out of you last night when I had the chance!"

Henry swung his fist and hit Harry in the face, making him stumble backwards against the wall. Draco yelled and shoved Henry onto the ground, kicking him in the stomach. The noise woke up the other boys, and within seconds Travis had joined in and started beating up Harry. Harry grabbed his fist and kneed Travis in the crotch, causing him to double over in pain. Draco was wrestling with Henry on the ground, each taking kicks at the other's stomach and legs.

Dudley and Travis screamed, "STOP!" at the same time, and everyone froze for a second.

"I think my parents are waking up. Damn it you had to fight at bloody seven in the morning?"

"BOYS WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN HERE?" hissed Uncle Vernon as loudly as he could while entering the living room.

Henry and Travis backed off, and Uncle Vernon's eyes widened at the extent of the damage done. Harry had a bloody nose, Traivs had nail marks in his arms, Henry had a black and blue eye, and Draco remained lying on the floor.

"Draco….?" asked Uncle Vernon nervously as he approached the boy.

Draco dramatically clutched at his side while raising himself up, then stumbled and landed on his knees. Uncle Vernon lifted him up carefully and placed him on the couch.

"I think I need to talk to my mother," whispered Draco as he began lifting himself off of the couch, and Harry could see a slight smirk playing on Draco's lips.

"NO! I mean, you should stay right here. Harry will make you a big breakfast, and I'll get you an ice pack," replied Uncle Vernon as he grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him into the kitchen.

"Boy, what the hell did you do?" growled Uncle Vernon while he fixed a bag of ice for Draco.

"I didn't do anything!" exclaimed Harry as he tried to wipe his bloody nose on his T-shirt.

Uncle Vernon glared at him and said, "You better get started on that breakfast or you will wish that you'd never been born."

Uncle Vernon stormed out of the kitchen and Harry started pulling out pots to boil some eggs in. His shirt had a red blood stain forming on it, so he decided to take it off. Harry rolled it up and tied it around his nose so that the blood would collect in the shirt and not drop in the food he was making.

"Mr. Vernon," stated Draco loudly, "I actually felt better when Harry was in the room. I don't know why, but his presence almost feels… magical! Bring him here, or I will have a word with my mother about the unbearable pain I am suffering."

"Magic?"

"Yes, like magic. It's helping. GET HIM NOW."

"D-Don't worry Draco, I'll get him. HARRY, GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Harry quickly turned off the stove and unraveled the shirt from around his face, draping it around his shoulders. He entered the living room and faced his Uncle Vernon.

"Yes Uncle?"

"Stay here with Draco. Petunia will get breakfast ready this time."

Uncle Vernon glared as he pushed passed Harry and headed upstairs. Draco stood up laughing, and high fived Harry.

"You should have seen the look on your Uncle's face. I thought he was going to die of fear when I mentioned my mother."

Harry ignored the other boys gaping at them as he replied, "You were great! You have the fat man wrapped around your finger."

Draco heard footsteps coming down the stairs and he quickly resumed his seat on the couch next to Harry, pressing the ice pack against his side. Uncle Vernon walked in and pointed at the other boys,

"You boys will pick up your things and put them away in the room upstairs. Draco, Harry's bloody shirt might leave a stain on the couch, so allow him to leave your side for about one second to get cleaned up."

"Dad, they're faking it!" yelled Dudley. "Draco's not hurt, he's pretending. You should have seen him laughing…"

"Dudley, I don't want to hear it at the moment. Look, I'll take the lot of you to the beach later on if you would just pick up your stuff and put it in the room. HARRY IF YOU CONTINUE SITTING THERE I WILL BRING YOU UP TO THE BATHROOM MYSELF!"

Harry quickly stood up and helped Draco up as well. They both headed up the stairs and entered Harry's bedroom.

Draco smirked and said, "Harry I don't know how much pain I'll be in if I let you leave me for your shower."

"Well then, I guess you'll just have to join me, won't you?" replied Harry as he grabbed the toiletries from off the bedside table.

"I suppose a shower wouldn't hurt," drawled Draco.

Harry laughed and picked out a new shirt to wear. Then, Narcissa's face appeared in the doorway and both boys jumped at the sound of her voice.

"Good morning boys. Oh my, Harry why is there blood on your face?!"

"I was just having a bit of fun with Travis. It's nothing."

Narcissa raised an eyebrow skeptically and said, "Don't forget that Kingsley is coming today to check up on us. So please, be on your best behavior and try not start anything. I'll go downstairs and see what everyone is up to."

With that, she left and headed downstairs. Harry tiptoed out of his room and over to Dudley's door, pressing his ear against it.

Harry pulled away and looked over at Draco's head peaking out of Harry's room. Then he walked over to Draco and said quietly,

"The four of them are playing videogames in Dudley's room. So… are you serious about that shower?"

Draco smirked, grabbed Harry's arm, and pulled him into the bathroom. Harry locked the door and Draco began to get undressed. They burst out into a fit of giggles when pants were being removed and Harry finally got the water running.

Harry stepped in first and let his head run under the hot water. Draco stepped in behind him and pressed his bare torso against Harry's back, whispering in his ear, "Don't hog all the hot water, Potter."

A shiver ran down Harry's spine at Draco's touch. Harry twisted around to face Draco, his emerald eyes gleaming as he ran his hands down from Draco's shoulders to the tips of his fingers. Draco grinned wistfully and reached behind Harry to grab the shampoo. He put some in his hands and began to run them through Harry's hair. Harry laughed when Draco began molding his bubbly hair into spikes.

"Who knew that shampoo held better than gel?" asked Draco as he brushed some shampoo off of Harry's forehead.

"I had no idea," replied Harry as he grabbed the shampoo himself and began to scrub it into Draco's hair.

Draco closed his eyes and enjoyed the way Harry massaged the shampoo through his hair. Finally, both of them rinsed their hair off and grabbed the body wash. Harry smirked and began to rub the body wash over Draco's back. Then he continued his way downward until he reached the bottom of Draco's legs. Then he turned Draco around and gently rubbed some of the body wash on Draco's torso.

Draco lifted his hand up and placed it on the side of Harry's face. Harry stopped what he was doing and looked Draco in the eyes; he felt himself leaning forward and suddenly their lips were locked in a passionate kiss. Harry was pushed up against the wall and Draco's body was under the running water. Hands were roaming, bodies were touching, and the kiss continued. Finally, the duo broke apart, gasping for breath.

Suddenly, Harry felt tears stinging at his eyes as memories of Cedric at the prefect's bathroom came flooding into his mind. Gently, he pushed Draco off of him and turned off the water. He faced the wall and Draco just stood behind him, becoming more nervous with every second of silence.

"Harry, was this too fast?" asked Draco quietly as he rest a hand on Harry's shoulder.

Harry turned to face him and replied, "No, it wasn't. I guess that I'm just having a hard time getting over Cedric. I feel so guilty."

Draco pulled Harry into a hug and let Harry cry silently on his shoulder. Draco's fingers rubbed small circles onto Harry's back; calming and reassuring.

"Harry, I know you're having a hard time, but I don't think Cedric would want you to dwell on his death. That doesn't mean you should forget it, but that also means you need to move on with your life and find someone that is here for you right now. He can't be, so now it's time for you to decide when you want to love again."

Draco could feel Harry smile on his shoulder and gave him a quick squeeze before breaking the embrace. Both boys stepped out of the shower and dried off.

"Shit!" said Draco when he spotted both his and Harry's boxers soaking wet on the bathroom's counter, "what the hell happened to our boxers?"

Harry looked up at the ceiling and groaned, "One of the pipes in the ceiling is leaking again. Uncle Vernon will not be happy."

Draco shrugged and replied, "Oh well. Let's just put on our clothes and we can grab some dry boxers from your room."

After Harry and Draco got dressed, they opened the door and began heading toward Harry's room. A voice in the hallway stopped them dead in their tracks.

"What were you two doing in the bathroom?" inquired Travis as he leaned against the wall with a casual air about him.

Draco smirked and replied, "Taking a bath."

"Together?"

"Of course," said Draco, his smirk growing as Travis's eyes widened and Harry began to blush.

"Naked? Together? What the hell…"

"Now you're being crass. Obviously we would not be taking a shower together in the nude. We were in our boxers," Draco stated evenly as he held up his wet boxers.

"You're such a fag."

"Uncle Vernon wanted us to get cleaned up, so we sped up the process by taking a shower together. Please don't tell me that you've never done that before."

Travis glared at him and hissed, "I'm not an idiot Draco. Let me see Harry's boxers."

Harry held up his wet boxers and Travis's frown deepened, "Okay, so maybe you did take a shower in your boxers."

The three of them stood awkwardly in the hallway, Draco and Travis glaring at one another while Harry just wanted to go back to his room. Henry stepped out of Dudley's room to find out what was taking Travis so long to come back.

"What's going on?" asked Henry as he walked over to Travis's side.

"I found these two coming out of the bathroom together. They were taking a shower in their boxers. Together."

Henry's eyebrow raised as he eyed the two boys in front of him skeptically.

Draco rolled his eyes and took a step forward, saying, "You are both wimps. It's no surprise to me why you backed out of Play Station yesterday. I am sure that every kid has taken a shower with their friends at least once in their life."

Henry growled and retorted, "I'm no wimp."

"Prove it," said Draco, and he continued, "I dare you to take a shower with Dudley, Travis, and Steve at the same time."

Travis rubbed his face with his hand and Henry replied, "Fine. This time you'll see that we never back out of dares. Besides, we got you this morning for the mistake of not beating the shit out of you last night."

Harry stepped closer to Draco and said, "Well then, you better get started."

Henry and Travis quickly turned and walked into Dudley's room. Harry laughed and walked into his room with Draco. They were going to be in for an eventful day.