Nothing In This World (BEING EDITED)

XL.

Chapter XL: You, Me, and the Sea
Warning: Strong language and implied sexual situations and underage sex.

Wednesday morning
23 August 1995

"So you know the plan?" Asked Harry.

"I think so," answered Draco. "You reckon he'll catch on?"

"He'd be daft not to." Said Harry, laying back against his pillows and staring at Draco's reflection in the mirror. Draco was fixing his clothes for the umpteenth time that morning, and it was beginning to annoy the occupants in the room. Harry narrowed his eyes, "Plus he's had several chances to ask you out, and since he hasn't, you'll have to take the first step."

"He'll be fine..." Hermione says, not looking up from her book. It was several seconds later when she looked over at the blonde, closing the book in her lap.

The doors to Harry's room and Fred and Geroge entered, taking a seat on the floor leaning against the dresser Hedwig was perched on.

"... as long as he doesn't fuck up and pussy out." Added Harry.

"I mean he'll be fine as long as he's not the uptight pureblood Draco who thinks he's superior to everyone."

Draco rolled his eyes flipping Hermione off as his brow furrowed. "Eat me, Granger,"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "And give you the satisfaction, I'd rather stick pins in my vagina."

"Well, that's the only thing going up there," It was Draco's turn to rolled hus eyes, and he adjusted his outfit again. "Were you this nervous with Snape?"

"Oh, so much worse." He says, shaking his head. "The first time he kissed me, I got hard and came."

"Yeah. Let's hope that doesn't happen to me." Said Draco, "you really came?"

"All down my trousers." Harry says laughing. It hadn't been funny in the slightest when it happened, but now he was able to look back and see just how in love with Snape he had been. "I left so fast I bet Severus thought my hair had caught on fire."

"He made you that excited in the beginning?" Asked Seamus. "I can't imagine how he makes you feel now."

The warm afternoon sun shone brightly through Harry's bedroom window, casting a harsh glow on the mirror. He stood up and closed it partway and turned around to watch as Draco fidgeted with his his polo shirt again, nervously glancing at himself in the mirror. He threw on his jumper over his polo and said, "Do I look okay, Harry? I don't want to look too pretentious." He asked, adjusting the sleeve of his jumper for the third time since putting it on.

Harry smiled, smoothing down his collar. "You look great, Dray. Just be yourself and have fun. You'll be just fine."

"Don't fuck this up," Added Fred for the first time since entering Harry's room.

"And remember," began Seamus, "no one likes a date that talks too much. You start the conversation but then let him lead."

"Don't slouch," added Hermione. She picked up her cat and puzzled her face in his fur before saying, "it shows how uninterested you are, like you don't want to be there and would rather be doing almost anything else."