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AN: Part 2 will be up shortly, as soon as I finish it. Which will be sometime before this week ends. I'm trying really hard to update once a week (unless there's more than one part. I like to keep them together, if possible) but please keep in mind that I have a baby and I don't write on the weekends. Anyways, please enjoy!

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Chapter 4: Tuesday Part 1

Draco's POV

Somebody was cooking and it was pissing me off. I sat up in my sleeping bag and sniffed the air. It smelled like bacon. Why would anyone be cooking this early? And why did they have to cook such good smelling food that it woke me up? My stomach growled loudly.

I threw on my shoes and tried to flatten my hair but gave up, deciding to just take a shower later and fix it then. I sighed and unzipped the tent. As soon as I stepped out of it I instantly got hard. Potter wasn't wearing a shirt. And he was chopping wood to put in the fire. And he was all sweaty and dirty.

"Good morning, Draco!" Stupid Blaise. If he hadn't said anything to me Potter would not have seen me gaping at him like a fish out of water, and he wouldn't look so smug right now. I know Blaise did it on purpose. He's determined to make me die of embarrassment one of these days. I strode over to the picnic table and sat next to where Blaise was sitting.

"You are such an asshole." I whispered to him right before I punched him in the leg as hard as I could, making it go dead. He yelped when it happened catching the attention of Weasley at the opposite end of the table. He scrunched his eyebrows together but continued to shovel food into his mouth.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Who gave Potter an ax anyway?" Trying to change the subject, while effectively not changing the subject. I'm an idiot.

"His new friend Ian dropped it off this morning, after some obvious flirting." What was this that I was feeling? Surely, it cant be jealousy. Oh, bloody hell, I have feelings for Potter. My life could not be any worse.

"Ian?"

"He's from the American school that's here. Tall, handsome, perfect teeth. I'd do him and I'm not even gay." Brilliant.

"You know just how to make me feel better. Do me a favor and shut the fuck up, would you?" Blaise smiled his stupid, all knowing, smile. Maybe I should punch him again. That would get rid of it.

"You finally admitting it, then?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." It was my turn to feign ignorance, especially because Potter had finished cooking and chopping and was now coming over to us. He set a big plate of scrambled eggs and bacon on the table, along with other plates and utensils.

No one said anything while we all ate. Unlike the Professor, Potter could actually cook. The eggs were seasoned with all the right things and the bacon was crunchy but not too crunchy. Who knew the Boy Wonder was a chef in his spare time.

Harry's POV

I was about to be on my way to use the loo this morning when Ian came up to me and asked me if I wanted to borrow his ax so I could chop wood for our fire. Then he proceeded to show me how do it. I already knew how, but his shirt was off and he was chopping before I could say anything. Every time he brought the ax down on the wood he would make a grunting noise that made me think about other times when he could make those noises. I'm pretty sure that was the reason he was doing all of this to begin with.

Then he asked me if I wanted to go swimming after breakfast. How could I say no? Ron had woke up and came out of the tent at that point, saw us and then sat down at the picnic table facing away from us. I don't get why he has to be like that. It's not like we're kissing or anything. I would never do that in front of him.

Why did I make breakfast for everyone, including Malfoy and Zabini, this morning? Maybe it was because Professor Dagan's food is nasty. Maybe I just wanted to show off. I don't know, really, but I like the results I got. Draco was practically moaning over his food, I don't think he noticed either.

"I'm going swimming with Ian in a few minutes, you want to come?" I knew Ron was going to say no, I just thought I'd be nice and ask anyway.

"No offense, mate, but I'd rather stay here and hang out with Malfoy." No offense. How could I not be offended?

"Okay.. well.. have fun with that." Yes, that was the best I could come up with without starting a fight. As I was walking away from the campsite I heard Malfoy saying something to Ron.

"No offense, Weasley, but I'd rather poke my own eyes out than hang out with you. So have fun doing the dishes, alone."

Draco's POV

"Come on Blaise, let's go find something to do."

We were wandering aimlessly when two girls came up to us. They introduced themselves as Miranda and Leanne. They were both the average straight male's idea of hot. Miranda was tall with blonde hair and big boobs. Leanne was a brunette, with green eyes, and glasses. She was short and skinny too. How creepy. She was Harry's female counterpart. I wonder if they've met yet. I was staring at her mesmerized as she stared back at me. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if she brushed her bangs back to reveal an ugly lightning bolt scar. Maybe she was the muggle world's Harry Potter. I doubt it. I didn't get the chance to think anymore as Blaise elbowed me in the side.

"Sounds like a great idea, doesn't it Draco?"

"Of course." I answered and smiled even though I had no clue what I was agreeing to. They walked away then and I was finally able to tear my eyes away from the wannabe Harry.

"What is a great idea?"

"They invited us to a party tonight. Said there was going to lots of alcohol."

"Fantastic. Did you see the way the short one was staring at me?"

"Yes, and I saw the way you were staring at her. Probably because she looks just like Potter, poor girl."

"But why would she stare at me like that? It really creeped me out."

"Maybe she knows someone who looks exactly like you. Oh my god, look." We had reached the river while we were walking and now Blaise was pointing at two people who were going at it on the river bank. Upon closer inspection, I realized that one of those people was Harry. He was lying under a boy I assumed was Ian, and they were kissing like there was no tomorrow. I suddenly felt nauseous.

Harry's POV

Today is definitely on my list of best days ever. Ian was an amazing kisser. He wanted to go all the way but never having done that with another man, it didn't feel right for a few reasons. One being I hardly knew him. I think your first time should be with someone who is special to you. And while I do like Ian, he's just a fling. Someone to have fun with on this trip. The second reason was that we were out in the open. Anyone could have walked by and saw us.

When we were taking a break from kissing, trying to catch our breath, he invited me to a party at one of his classmate's campsite. I agreed to go, mainly because he said there was going to be plenty of booze to go around.

So that was the reason I left him earlier than I normally would have. I needed to shower and eat a quick dinner. Oh yeah, I should probably see if Ron wants to go to the party as well.

"No thanks, mate. I've actually been invited to a party of my own." He was grinning and didn't give any more details than that. As long as he was in a good mood I didn't care what he was doing. And I hate to say it, but it will be so much more fun without him. He's kind of a buzz kill.

I ate super, showered, shaved, etc. then made my way to Ian's to begin what I know now to be a spectacular night, in the most unexpected way.

Hmm.. I wonder what's going to happen! :P