"Ron! Seamus! Dean!", Harry screeched. "Get in here, right now!"
The three boys walked out of the bathroom, and nervously smiled.
The brunette glared at them.
The dorm was filled with chocolates, and rose petals were scattered throughout the room. Most occupying Harry's bed. Various scented candles were lit, as well.
"Do I even want to know?"
"We just wanted to re-decorate the dorm, Harry", Seamus tried.
"Yeah, freshen the place up", Dean agreed, as Ron nodded his head, vigorously.
The boy crossed his arms. "Uh, huh. And this has nothing to do with me and Draco?"
"Draco and I.", Ron corrected.
The three boys glared at him, and he gave an apologetic shrug.
"I've been spending a little too much time with Hermione."
"Fine. Whatever." Harry grabbed a towel. "I'm going to go take a shower, and when I come out, all of this had better be gone."
The Boy-Who-Lived walked into the bathroom, only to storm back out.
Through gritted teeth, he asked, "Pray tell, why the bathroom if filled with candles, body oils, and a bubble bath?"
**HD**
"What are you doing?!"
"...making chicken noodle soup?"
"No!"
Ginerva Weasley snatched the spoon away from the blond. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"I thought you said Harry was sick."
"Sick of not seeing you!"
Draco rubbed his temples, before crossing his arms.
"You're a damn liar."
Ginny gasped, offended.
"What makes you think I'm lying?!"
"I know when Harry misses me, because I always miss him more."
"Aww..."
The blond's cheeks tinged pink, as he began to make his way out of the kitchens.
"Wait! Harry wants you up in his dorm."
Draco narrowed his eyes.
"And this time I'm not lying."
The Malfoy Heir searched her for a minute, then turned on his heels, and walked out of the kitchens.
The youngest Weasley grinned...and un-crossed the fingers from behind her back.