A/N: Okay, this isn't a full chapter... just an interlude, if you want to call it that.
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INTERLUDE
Stolen
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Draco was lying in bed, propped up by his elbow, watching Harry rummage through his trunk, obviously looking for something; Draco didn't know what, but assumed he was searching for his pyjamas – but then again, pyjamas were not that hard to find.
"I can't believe it! They're gone. How the hell." Harry fumed, throwing a shirt back into the trunk.
"What're gone? Your pyjamas?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow in concern.
"No," Harry said absentmindedly, returning to searching the trunk. He soon gave up, obviously having not found the object of his search. "Is it possible your dad could have, err, gone through my stuff?"
Draco furrowed his eyebrows in slight concentration. "He couldn't have," Draco said defiantly, "because he wouldn't have been able to open it."
Harry furrowed his eyebrows like Draco had–but in confusion instead of concentration–as he said, "And why not? It's quite easy – there's one latch, and oh, there's another. But then again, he is blond."
Draco stared blankly at Harry. "You do magically seal your trunk, right?"
"Of course I d–" he paused to run a hand through his hair and blush. "No, actually." He finished. "Shit, your father has stolen my condoms!"
Draco's jaw dropped slightly, "You brought condoms with you?"
Harry glared at Draco for a short moment. "They're always in my trunk!"
"And why, Merlin knows, were you searching for them?" Draco said, raising his eyebrows.
Harry sighed. "I wasn't. I just happened to notice they weren't in their usual spot–"
"You're organized with your condoms, yet when it comes to anything else you're as messy as a pig," Draco muttered. "Nice." He added sarcastically, with an elegant eye-roll.
"I can't believe it, your father has stolen my condoms!" Harry sighed, scooping up his pyjamas and walking into the bathroom. "Chocolate flavoured, too. The bloody perv."
A/N: Okay, sorry for the short update! It seems that I have some sort of creative block; I have everything worked out, it's just that my brain refuses to put it into words.
Anyway, this'll be my last update for a while. I'm moving in less than two weeks, and after the few days of driving up the country, I have to stay at my Aunts for a few weeks and I'm not sure if she has wireless internet. I'll still have my computer so I can write, but I might not be able to update and such.
Anyway, thanks everyone for alerting and reviewing! And this may sound like I'm asking a lot, but really, how hard is it to leave a review? I would love it if you did! Thanks!