Chapter 3. The naked truth

Slowly he opened his eyes and stretched himself. The sunlight that lighted the room showed the beautiful weather outside.

"So, sleeping beauty finally decided to wake up."

Harry groaned when he heard the familiar voice of Draco. It was a beautiful morning, until now. Now he could no longer pretend that everything was just a nightmare.

"Have you been here the whole night?" asked Harry while he went to sit in the bed so he could see Draco. The idea unsettled him and he looked up at Draco, scared for what he would answer.

"Long enough to know that you snore," smirked Draco.

"I don't snore," said Harry a bit defensive.

"Of course not, the sound you make must be some kind of music," Draco said sarcastically. "When are you going to call Granger?" Draco said quickly before Harry could interrupt.

Harry groaned and let himself fall back on the bed. He put the pillow over his head to shut Draco out and maybe get a few hours of extra sleep.

"Oh no, you're not going to sleep again. You're going to help me," said Draco while looking angrily at Harry.

Harry didn't move and it was obvious that he wasn't planning on getting out of bed anytime soon.

"This is your own fault," Draco said while he moved closer towards the bed. He stopped a few centimetres from it before he started to sing on the top of his voice in a very bad way. Harry pushed the pillow harder against his head in an attempt to block the noise Draco was making. To no avail, Draco's tone of voice went right through it.

"This is so not how I wanted to wake up," Harry muttered while he went to sit on the bed again. "Alright, Alright, I'm up already! You can stop your singing!" said Harry who almost had to yell to be heard over Draco's singing.

Draco stopped with singing and smirked. He finally had his way.

"I'm just going to take a shower and then I will call Hermione to ask if she wants to come."

Harry stood up and hastily walked to the bathroom were he quickly locked the door behind him. He sighed. If this was how he was going to wake up every morning from now on he was far better of with Ron and Hermione. He started his shower and enjoyed the hot water streaming over him. This made sure he wakened a bit more. He really hoped Hermione knew a way to get Draco out of here, because he wouldn't be able to keep this up very long. He turned the taps off en opened the door of the shower.

"You took your time. Was there so much to clean?" Draco said smirking while standing beside the pile of towels. He let his gaze linger over Harry's body and licked his lips at what he saw. Harry saw the gesture and felt his face starting to blush. Quickly he grabbed a towel from the pile and tied it on his middle. The rumours that Malfoy was gay had been very persistent and Harry didn't feel very comfortable with him here.

"Jesus Malfoy, if someone shuts the door it's usually a sign that this person wants to be alone," Harry said angrily.

"Ow, was the door closed? I hadn't noticed," said Draco with a devilish smile that clearly said he knew exactly what he had done.

"Could you please leave me alone now so I can quietly dry myself and can get dressed?"

"Aww, why should I leave? It isn't as if I haven't already seen it," Draco said with a smirk.

"Malfoy," Harry said warningly.

"Alright, Alright, I'm going. You're no fun," said Draco while he walked out of the bathroom without opening the door.

Quickly Harry got dressed while trying to do this in such a way that if Draco would come in again there wasn't much to see. He knew Draco had left the bathroom but didn't trust him and had the feeling he would come in again any moment. When he was dressed he quickly combed his hair and walked back in the adjoining bedroom. The house was quiet, almost too quiet.

"Malfoy!" Harry yelled.

He listened hard for any clues that he still would be here, but it stayed quiet.

"Stupid prick, wakes me in the morning on an ungodly hour, violates my privacy to just disappear again," Harry muttered while walking towards the kitchen to make a cup of coffee.

"Are you talking about me?"

Startled Harry looked up towards the kitchen counter where Draco was sitting on the floor. "Have you talked to Granger yet?"

Harry sighed and walked towards the fireplace. He knew that he wouldn't be able to enjoy his coffee in peace as long as he hadn't spoken to her. He wasn't really a big fan of calling through the fire , but the idea that he would be getting rid of Draco was comforting. He threw the powder he had placed in a barrel next to the fireplace in it and waited until Hermione's face showed in the flames. Her children were very busy this morning and Harry had to listen carefully to be able to hear everything she said. They agreed she would come to him as soon as she had brought the children over to Molly who would baby-sit this morning. Harry closed the conversation and wiped a bit of dust from his clothes.

"Is she coming?" Draco asked while he looked towards Harry from his position on the floor.

"You've heard the conversation so you know she's coming," said Harry while he looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow.

"I know, but I thought let I be so nice as to ask it."

Harry continued to make his cup of coffee in silence. It was quiet in the penthouse. The only sound came from the coffee machine. For a moment Harry was able to pretend Draco wasn't here.

"Are you going to ignore me the rest of the day?"

Harry sighed when Draco had to break the peaceful silence.

"Believe me, if I had known it would work I would do it right away," Harry said while he poured some coffee in his mug.

"Potter, Potter, Potter, you would almost think you wouldn't want me here."

"Then you would think correctly," said Harry while he put his mug on the table and took place in the chair beside it. "And it's Evans."

"Ow right, your identity crisis. Why is it suddenly Evans?"

Harry looked at Draco and saw that he seemed genuinely interested. He took a big sip from his coffee and started to talk.

"All of my life I've been Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, the hero who had to save the wizarding world from Voldemort. Now, they got what they wanted, I've beaten Voldemort."

Draco knew it didn't went as easily as Harry made it sound, but just nodded.

"Even now after I've saved the wizarding world, the papers are still full of story's about me. Story's about what kind of great things Harry Potter had done. No one understands that maybe it's something I want to forget as quickly as possible. I just want to live a normal life. That's why I've chosen to take on my mother's last name Evans. I didn't want to be reminded to Potter any longer. That's why I'm renting this penthouse in a muggle city."

Harry was finished talking and looked towards Draco. He expected some kind of crude comment that he 'dramatized everything' or 'that he couldn't handle his fame' or 'how he was just plain pathetic'. These comments didn't come however. In stead Draco just nodded and said: "I understand."

Harry wanted to say how it was impossible for him to understand, but kept his mouth closed and drank his coffee. There was a pleasant silence in the penthouse that was broken when the doorbell rang.

"That must be Hermione," said Harry while he stood up and walked towards the door to let here up. Draco nodded and also stood up and went to stand next to Harry. Harry made sure the door downstairs opened when he was assured that it was Hermione. He opened the door of the penthouse and waited until Hermione would come up.

He saw how she walked out of the elevator and immediately started to hug him. Harry was surprised that she didn't immediately said something about Draco's presence, but figured she hadn't seen him yet. He hugged her back while he smiled.

"Yeez Herm, you're acting as if you haven't seen me in weeks."

Hermione smiled and let go of him while her eyes took in the penthouse. It seemed as if she was watching right through Draco while she was doing this.

"Wow Harry, this penthouse really is beautiful."

"It's actually my penthouse Granger, but I'm glad you like it," said Draco while he looked at Hermione.

Now she wouldn't be able to ignore him anymore right? Hermione didn't react however and turned towards Harry.

"What is this emergency you were talking about earlier? It sounded quite serious so I came as soon as I could."

"This is the emergency," said Harry while he pointed at Draco.

"Emergency huh?", said Draco while staring angrily at both of them.

"Uhm Harry, what do you mean?" said Hermione while she looked at the empty space Harry was pointing at.

"He means me Granger. And I thought you were supposed to be the smart one."

Still Hermione didn't say anything and Draco was getting sick of being ignored. With big steps he walked towards her en stopped only a few centimetres apart. He started to wave with his hands before her eyes, sure that she must notice him than. But Hermione barely blinked her eyes while she looked right through Draco.

"So you don't see him?" said Harry.

"See who Harry? What are you talking about?"

Harry sighed while he walked towards the sofa.

"Maybe you'd better sit down."

Again I'm sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes, but English isn't my first language. I hope there aren't too many errors.

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