Authors Note!

Wonderful Thankies to my beta… XD

See… I go on holiday and I end up writing more than one chapter… OH THE JOYS OF A LAPTOP!!

This is going to be pretty short, as will the next couple, but I will get them out quickly =]

Disclaimer – Y'all know the usual jargon!

Warnings – I might as well keep the same warnings as in the other chapters… xD

So, We're gonna go a few minutes ahead so y'all can find out just what happened in the bog xD *For anyone non-British, who may not understand, Bog means toilet :)*

Chapter 13 – Best Friends Cannot Be Trusted

Harry and Blaise walked to the toilets together in a companionable silence. The toilets were surprisingly empty for a Hogwarts visit day. Harry used the urinals as Blaise entered a cubicle. They began a random chat about the day they'd had whilst they relieved themselves.

"You know, you really are looking good now, Harry." Blaise said. Harry stilled as he realised that the voice was suddenly closer. "Really good" He purred into Harry's ear.

"Um… Thanks, Blaise. It was all thanks to you I guess." Harry replied, nervous of the fact that Blaise was in such close proximity whilst he was peeing.

"No, no. You already have a great body," the last word emphasised as Blaise looked down to Harry's manhood. "I just accentuated what you've got and now you look gorgeous."

Harry suddenly felt self conscious; he hurriedly finished peeing and put himself away. He turned and realised that he was now nose to nose with Blaise.

"Well, um, thanks Blaise. You're not so bad yourself, I guess." Harry gulped; He's a little to close for comfort he thought.

"Oh, you think?" Blaise said as he lifted his hand to rest on Harry's cheek.

Harry began a debate with himself about what was going on. Harry. You like Draco. Hold out for him. He'll realise you like him soon enough. The good side of Harry said, whilst his bad side argued; Blaise is here, and he seems pretty willing. Go for it. You need someone, it's not all about Draco, is it?

"Yeah," Harry managed to breathe out as his eyes directed to Blaise's tongue, which darted out to lick his lips.

"We'd look great together, wouldn't we, Harry. Two gorgeous blokes like us need each other." His other arm snaked out around Harry's waist

What about Draco, Harry? Harry's mind dropped in.

"Blaise, I don't think we should. I don't think I'm ready for that." His good side was taking over. He didn't want to mention Draco yet. Only Hermione knew about that. Not being ready was the first excuse he could think of.

"Really? Are you sure about that one?" Blaise said as he leaned closer to Harry.

Harry took a step to the side, out of Blaise's grasp. "Yes, I'm sure. Sorry Blaise."

Blaise threw his arms in the air. "This is about Draco, isn't it? You like him, don't you." Harry's eyes widened, but quickly became impassive as to not give anything away. "He always gets the guys looking at him, not me. Sure I've shagged a load of guys but none of them want anything more. It's just not fair."

Harry stepped towards Blaise and held his face in his own hands. "Breathe, Blaise. It's not Draco. I'm just… worried about what people will say," another excuse, "I don't want it starting again. The comments have only just stopped, I don't need it again." He lowered his hands as he realised that Blaise had calmed down.

The door creaked open, revealing a flash of blonde that neither of the other two seemed to notice. Draco had heard the voices and wondered what they could possibly be talking about in the middle of a public toilet.

"We can keep it quiet, Harry. Between the two of us." Blaise said, bringing his hand back up to Harry's cheek.

What the fuck is Blaise doing!? He knows how I feel about Harry. Why would he do that to me? Draco thought as he eavesdropped on the conversation.

"I don't think I could keep anything from Draco and Hermione," Harry said, still a little uncomfortable with the proximity.

He said my name first, Draco smiled as he thought Harry might like him back, and deny Blasé.

"Then we can tell them. I like you, Harry." Blaise stroked Harry's cheek lightly with his thumb.

Oh no he didn't, Draco gasped as he realised that's Blaise was drawing Harry in with hidden affectionate promises. Oh, he's good.

"Really? You like me?" Harry said, almost leaning into Blaise's hand.

Don't fall for it Harry, please. Draco thought, pleadingly.

"Really, Harry. Just trust me. We can tell the others when we get out there, yeah." Blaise said as he licked his lips and moved his face closer to Harry. All Harry could manage was a nod before their lips connected in a tender kiss.

As soon as Blaise began to deepen the kiss, they both heard a gasp and looked up. Harry's eyes connected with Draco's, he could see the hurt that resided in the pools of mercury.

"Draco?" Harry said quietly, but The doorway was already empty and the door was closing. "Draco," He said a little louder, removing himself from Blaise and rushing towards the door. He followed Draco as fast as he could, constantly calling his name, hoping the blonde would turn around. Both boys were swiftly out of the pub and stalking through the streets of Hogsmeade.

Back in The Three Broomsticks, Blaise sat back down at their table and was face to face with an angry and confused Hermione.

"What have you done, Blaise?" She commented once she saw the smirk plastered on his face.

"Helped. They both needed a push in the right direction. You wait, they'll be thanking me later. Maybe even later tonight. I do feel bad about taking advantage but I'll explain myself when the words 'thank you, Blaise' come from both of them." He said, finishing the last of his drink. "Shall we venture back to the castle, madam?" Blaise said, standing up and offering his arm towards Hermione.

"We shall, sir. As long as you explain this psychologically twisted plan of yours." She said, looping her arm through his.

"Well…" He began as they left the pub and began a walk back to the castle.