Authors note: I am SO sorry! I know it's been FOREVER since I've updated this. Seven months, actually… Probably closer to eight… I've gotten too distracted. Forgive me. So, here is the LONG overdue fifth chapter. Enjoy! P.S I'm putting a few bits of humor in this chapter, as well as a curve or two.

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Harry's eyes fluttered open when he heard a faint tune. He stretched, looking around the room, feeling the empty space beside him. A grin spread across his face as he realized that he must be in Draco's room: it hadn't just been a wonderful dream this time. He grabbed his glasses from the bedside table, turning his attention toward the bathroom door: the source of the melody.

Harry could hear the sound of running water. 'Who would've thought that Draco Malfoy sings in the shower?' he thought. He listened to the sound of the blonde's voice: tenor, but with a slight edge to it that only someone like Draco could pull off. He didn't recognize the song but he didn't care. He was too mesmerized by it. Though the tune sounded sad, it held a strange sensuality that sent the Gryffindor's mind reeling with images of the Slytherin: his eyes closed to block the water, steam dancing temptingly around him, soapy rivulets trailing down his perfectly toned body to make his snow-white skin shine…

The Boy Who Lived was pulled from his fantasies as the water shut off. He sat up when the door opened. The blonde sauntered out, a gray towel around his waist. His hair was tousled in every direction as he dried it with a green towel. He smirked at Harry, his eyes of quicksilver veiled slightly by his fringe. "And what were we daydreaming about?" he teased, noticing the Gryffindor's arousal under the sheet.

Harry searched his brain for a witty answer and said the first thing that came to his head. "Socks." He was surprised that he managed to keep a straight face.

"Then those are some pretty damn good socks," the Slytherin chuckled. He strode over to the bed, wrapping Harry's lips in a gentle kiss.

When he pulled away determination shone in his eyes, along with a hint of hesitation. "Harry, can I tell you something?" he asked.

The Savior nodded, a somewhat amused smile on his lips. He was fascinated by how quickly the blonde could change moods. "Yeah, anything."

He climbed up next to Harry, sitting on his knees. "Promise you won't tell anyone or laugh at me?"

Harry nodded, looking Draco right in the eye. "You have my word, Draco. What is it?" Harry was starting to get a little concerned with the blonde's unsure tone and braced himself for the worst.

Draco took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Before last night, I was a virgin…" His eyes remained shut for a few seconds after the words left his mouth. He opened one, deciding the world had not, in fact, ended. He chuckled lightly at what he saw. Harry's eyes had gone wide and his mouth was hanging open, complete shock written across his face.

"You… You were a… There is no bloody way that you…" Harry was stammering, trying to figure this out. "I… What?! That. Last night. That… That was not 'virgin's first time' sex. I mean…" He chuckled, confused. "How the bloody hell did you make it that good if you were a virgin when you were doing it to me? I'm not complaining, mind you, but…"

Draco simply shrugged, a smirk on his lips. "Guess I just have a natural talent…"

Harry smirked, pulling the blonde closer. "Yes, you do. It would be a shame to let it go to waste, don't you think?" Draco picked up on Harry's suggestive tone loud and clear. The blonde leaned in, locking his lips with the Gryffindor's. His hands ghosted over Harry's warm chest before he pushed him down on to the bed. Harry was enjoying it until Draco stood with a smirk and went over to his wardrobe to grab his clothes for the day. "We have class, Potter."

"What the hell, Draco?!" Harry couldn't help but be slightly irritated with the blonde. His annoyance began to melt away, though, as he watched the boy's body move. He had an air of grace around him, but there was a definite harshness to every motion. Every movement, however small or simple, was executed with purpose.

"You should think about getting ready as well…" The blonde spoke without even looking at the Gryffindor. "Unless you plan on attending class naked, that is."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, guess I should…" His eyes widened slightly. "I don't have a clean uniform. And, no offense, but I wouldn't be caught dead in a Slytherin uniform."

Draco rolled his eyes. "Oh, no! Whatever will you do? I mean, you only have magic at your disposal…" His voice was heavily laced with sarcasm.

Harry gave the blonde a glare. "Shut up. It's early, alright?"

Draco just laughed. Harry grabbed his wand of Holly and flicked it over his crumpled clothing, muttering 'Scourgify'. The wrinkles straightened out and the garments began folding themselves, landing next to him on the bed.

When he looked up from his handiwork, he saw Draco already slipping into his trousers. He felt a small pang of disappointment at having missed seeing the Slytherin's full body again. He began pulling his own clothes on, smirking when he caught the blonde peek in his direction.

Harry finished getting ready first. "Honestly, Draco, what else do you have to do?!" The blonde gestured to his tousled hair. The Gryffindor gave a shrug. "I think you look good with your hair like that. It gives you a certain edge…"

Draco scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Of course it gives me an 'edge'. I look like I've just been shagged."

Harry wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Exactly…"

The blonde strode over to a mirror hanging on the wall. He straightened his green and silver tie. A faint smirk crept on to his lips as his gaze travelled to his disheveled locks. 'Hmm… That actually doesn't look too bad…' He moved his head from side to side, examining it. 'I kinda like that, actually…' He turned and grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder and heading toward the door. He glanced over his shoulder to look at the Gryffindor. "Are you coming?"

Harry rolled his eyes as he followed the blonde out.

000

Harry entered the Great Hall first and walked over to his usual spot between Hermione and Ron.

Hermione instantly turned to him, worry etched on her face. "Harry! Where were you last night?! I was worried sick about you! I thought you had gotten yourself killed or expelled or-"

"Hermione! Simmer!" Ron interrupted, his hands held up almost defensively. "Let the man breathe." Hermione let out a heavy sigh and reluctantly turned back to her book, though she continued casting sidelong glances at Harry every two minutes. Ron leaned forward after a moment. "So, where were you last night, mate?"

Harry picked his brain to think of the best explanation. "I fell asleep in the Room of Requirement. I had gone there to try to clear my head." This seemed to be an acceptable answer since Ron went back to his food and Hermione began chatting Harry's ear off about a 'fascinating spell she had stumbled across while doing some light reading'.

Draco came in moments after Harry. He strode over to the Slytherin table. He didn't bother sitting down or setting down his bag. He grabbed Blaise by the arm and pulled him from his seat, leading him back toward the double doors. Blaise, not expecting the sudden pull, dropped his fork down on to his plate with a clatter.

Once they were out in the corridor, Draco released Blaise and ran his fingers through his silvery blonde hair. "Oh, this is a disaster!"

"Why? What happened?" He took a few steps closer to his frazzled friend. "You didn't, you know, shift in front of anyone or anything, did you?"

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose and nodded. "And that's not all…"

Blaise's eyebrows rose in shock. "What else could there be?"

Draco shot a quick glance around to make sure no one was around to hear them. Once he decided the coast was clear he spoke. "I wasn't alone last night… Or this morning…"

Blaise looked completely taken by surprise. "You… Are you serious? You had sex last night? With who?"

"First of all: wow, way to be blunt," Draco said, looking a bit uncomfortable. Blaise simply rolled his eyes. "That's where the 'disaster' part comes in… Swear that this stays between us." It wasn't a question, it was an order. Blaise nodded and gave his word to keep it secret. "It was Potter."

Blaise paled considerably. "Potter?! You got fucked last night by Potter?!"

"No! I'll have you know I was the one on top, thank you very much." Blaise gave a small sigh of relief. "But that is completely irrelevant. The fact of the matter is that I am now highly confused and have no idea what the bloody hell I should do!" The blonde slumped against the nearest wall and allowed himself to sink to the floor.

Blaise knelt beside him, putting his hand on the blonde's shoulder. "You want my advice? Just let things fall into place on their own. Don't try to fight against any of your instincts. Whatever happens happens."

Draco nodded and stood. "Thanks Blaise. Sometimes I don't know what I would do without you…"

"I do," he said with a smirk on his face. "You'd come up with a million different unnecessary things to do that would only serve to make you lose whatever little sanity you have left."

Draco laughed. "Yeah, you're probably right… As usual. Come on, we should get going to class. If we're late again, Snape will kill us."

000

Potions was, in a word, interesting. Draco did his best to just focus on his work but his mind kept wandering. Images of the previous night kept popping into his mind. He would brush the thoughts to the side, but they continued to resurface. It didn't help that he kept turning to look at the Gryffindor. Harry had a perplexed look on his face as he scribbled out something in his notes and ran his hand through his unruly black hair.

Harry looked up from his notes, feeling like someone was watching him. His green gaze met one of quicksilver as his eyes locked with Draco's. He could feel a faint blush painting his cheeks as the blonde smirked, his platinum fringe veiling his eyes slightly. The Slytherin turned back to his potion, and Harry quickly dropped his head. 'Why can't I get him off my mind!?' Harry thought, mentally reprimanding himself.

Draco's fists clenched as he tried to clear his head once more. 'Don't fight your instincts he says... Well, he's not the one trying to hold back a sex hungry werewolf, now is he…' He scoffed lightly before returning to his potion. 'Come on… This is nothing that you can't handle. I just need to focus, discipline my mind.' He managed to rid his mind of all images not pertaining to his work.

Harry was soon distracted when he figured out where he had gone wrong the first time. He had misread one of the ingredients he had written down from the board. Hermione rolled her eyes and frowned. "Your handwriting really is dreadful, Harry. I mean, even you couldn't read it…"

000

Draco was making his way toward his room after Charms, as he usually did. The halls seemed more crowded than usual, clutches of students jostling through the halls. The blonde stuck mostly to the wall in order to slip through easier. He gave a small gasp as he was pulled into one of the many alcoves. He soon found himself up against the wall, Harry smiling at him. "Merlin, Potter! You nearly gave me a heart attack," he said, breathing a slight sigh of relief.

Harry leaned against the opposite wall, his gaze never falling from the Slytherin's. "I think we ought to talk," he said flatly. "You know… About last night." When the blonde didn't say anything, the Boy Wonder continued. "I'd be perfectly fine with us being together or with it just being a one-time-only thing. But I need to know which one it is. I don't want to try to pursue a relationship that doesn't even exist. Likewise, I don't want to blow it off as nothing since, any way you spin it, it was something. So, did you mean it, or was it just a fling?"

Draco scoffed and shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. "I don't know…"

"What do you mean 'you don't know'?" Harry had a confused look on his face.

"I mean 'I don't know'." Draco didn't know why, but he was starting to get irritated. Pretty quickly, too. "In case you hadn't noticed, I wasn't exactly myself last night. I understand that you want answers, but I don't know any of them myself." He turned and went to go back into the corridor, but Harry grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him back up against the wall.

Before Draco could say anything more, the Gryffindor had already claimed his mouth in a crushing kiss. His eyes closed as the kiss increased in passion and speed. Harry began pressing his body against the blonde, earning a small moan. 'God, I want this…' Draco thought. He could feel his pulse starting to speed up and his senses to flare. His silver eyes sprang open and he pushed Harry away, both panting lightly. Harry looked confused and slightly hurt. "It's not you…" Draco said. "I just can't handle it right now… I still don't have enough power over the wolf to keep him under control… Especially when he's being stimulated like that…"

Harry took a step toward the blonde. "Draco…"

The Slytherin shook his head, his fists clenching slightly at his sides. "Don't. Please. Not now." Harry looked confused for a minute before he realized that Draco wasn't talking to him. His eyes were shut and he was shaking slightly.

"Draco…" Harry said tentatively. "Draco, would you look at me?" He tilted the trembling blonde's chin up to look him in the eye. Draco's eyes were still closed. The Gryffindor took advantage of this and pressed his lips against the blonde's. The Slytherin's eyes sprang open, his pupils slitted. He backed away from the kiss, his heartbeat racing.

Harry watched as the blonde bolted from the alcove. He flipped his hood up in the process to hide his eyes from his peers that littered the corridors. Many people gasped and jumped out of his way, a few first years screamed as he flew past, startled. There were multiple confused murmurs as he rounded the corner out of sight: "What just happened?"; "Was that Malfoy?"; "Was he… Was he crying? He was blocking his eyes…"; "Did he get into a fight with someone, do you think?"

Draco locked his door behind himself, his heart racing faster than ever. He threw his cloak down to the ground, the room seeming to spin. He fell to his knees on the floor with a small groan, clutching at his forehead. It felt like his brain was splitting itself in half. He could feel his heart rate continuing to accelerate, despite his resting position. He knew the wolf was starting to take over.

The blonde slowed his breathing and tried to focus his mind. "Don't shift… Don't let him take over… This is MY body, not his toy…" His body began shaking as he waged his internal war, pitting his humanity against his animal instincts. He could feel his teeth beginning to sharpen into vicious canines. The wolf was winning. Without realizing, he shouted, "Enough!" He felt that his teeth had finished changing into fangs, but he did not feel any other effects. The wolf had stopped. His migraine had also subsided, though his heart was still racing. He stood a bit shakily and straightened out his shirt and tie, letting out a soft, relieved sigh. "There. Just needs a firm hand is all…"

He glanced at his clock. After his little 'chat' with Harry and that little episode, he only had about half an hour before he had to head to Defense Against the Dark Arts. He sighed and made his way over to his desk, deciding to sketch until he needed to leave. He seemed to zone out as the graphite scratched across the parchment. He stood once he had finished, about half an hour later, and grabbed his things to leave. He hadn't even seemed to see what he had drawn. The parchment depicted a cruder drawing style than Draco typically showed. The lines were harsh and unrefined, and yet they made the piece rather intriguing. The scene was that of a wolf running through a forest, bathed in the light of the full moon.

Note: That's where I'll end this chapter. I'll pick up the next with Lupin's second werewolf lesson. This is honestly a bit more of a filler chapter than anything else. Sorry that it isn't particularly interesting, but I tried to through in some humor and drama. I hope to have the next chapter up soon and I'm sorry it took so long to get this one up.