When Harry and Draco got to the painting of the fat lady, Harry took out a silver cloak and held it out to Draco. "Put this on," he smirked.
"Why? What is it?" Draco said, unfolding the cloak. He stuck his hand under one of the folds, and it dissapeared. "Is this an invisibility cloak?!" Draco asked, astonished on where he could have gotten it.
"Yes. Wear it and follow me into the tower, silently." Harry smirked and whispered a password to the portrait. Draco was weary on following him. Why would he want Draco to go into the Gryffindor tower? But when the painting was fully open, and Draco saw Harry walk into the familiar common room he had visited in his dream, emotion overtook him and he followed Harry, blushing the whole way. Not that Harry could see, though.
Several stairwells and one sleeping dormitory later, they were in a bathroom. Harry walked over to the sink and started to wash his face, allowing light red stained water to swirl down the drain. Draco leaned back against the wall and watched Harry. Why did he want Draco to go into the Gryffindor tower with him?
When Harry's face was completely clean, he groped in the air for Draco, and once he found his hand, and dragged him back out to the boys dormitory. Everyone was asleep, and Draco heard several boys snore loudly. They stopped in front of a bed, and Harry sat Draco down on the bed and closed the hangings, leaving Draco alone. He heard clothes rustling and a heavy lid click. The hangings were hastily torn open, and Harry reappeared.
"You can take that off now, if you want." Harry whispered with a wide smile. Glad to get the heavy cloak off him, he ripped off the cloak and there it on the bed. He drew his fingers up to his forehead and felt that sweat was dripping down his temples. Disgusted and worried he would mess up his hair, he pulled his sleeve over his hand and dabbed at his forehead. Harry just sat there, watching.
"What are we doing here?" Draco said quietly, not sure if he was ready for the answer.
"I have to change. And I don't want you causing trouble to my friends." Harry smirked. Draco didn't have time to comprehend what Harry just said before he grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it over his head.
Draco was speechless. He didn't know where to look, what to say, how to move. It was as if his brain was turned off and all he could think of was Harrys' stomach. He did not have abs, but he was not fat. His toned stomach was stretched flat over his torso and the very tips of his ribs poked out when he breathed deeply. Draco's eyes were glued to Harry's collarbones, scared to look further down. He had a mental war raging on in his head, to reach out and touch Harry, or to jump off the bed and run straight to the owlry to write a letter to send to his father, telling him how Harry had undressed before him, begging his father to give Harry a punishment from the ministry. To get Harry away from him.
But Harry did not move. He kept staring at Draco, his green eyes staring deep into Draco's face. Why wasn't he moving? Did Harry want something? Draco looked at Harry and their eyes met, Draco opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. Harry laughed.
"Something to say?" Harry said in a normal voice. Draco whipped his head around to see if anyone had woke up, but all he saw was the red drape.
Draco narrowed his eyes. Harry wanted him to touch him. He would not out his shirt back on until Draco touched his chest.
Nervously, Draco reached his hand out to the indent between his muscles on his chest and gently stroked his fingers up and down. Harry made no sign of recognition, besides the small smile that played on his lips. Draco dragged his hand down to his stomach and played at the the soft hairs that grew down, eventually stopping at the v-line that trailed off into his pants. Draco let his hand linger there until he said, "your pants have blood on them too, you know."
Harry's smile grew quickly, so all his teeth were showing. "My exact thought," he said as he undid his belt. Draco took the liberty of undoing the zipper.
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