Drarry; the last horcrux

Chapter 52

That night, Hermione obviously couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but think about Harry and Malfoy, and if she could bring herself to forgive Malfoy, for Harry. If Malfoy asked im forgiveness, that is, and somehow, she couldn't picture Malfoy begging her to forgive him.

On the other side of the Gryffindor territory, Harry slept as a rose.
Now that he and Draco had a clear plan, a huge weight had fallen of his shoulders and he slept better than he had in a long time.
But, the relaxing sleep also included something he never thought about in his innocent virgin mind.
He actually dreamt about doing... Things with someone, naked.
Well, obviously not just someone, but a particular blonde we all know and love.
This dream of Harry shouldn't be a problem, he is a teenage boy with a boyfriend, it's totally normal. But the thing is, Harry never had such dreams. He never had place for them between his nightmares, so, he never closed his curtains or cast a silencing spell on his bed.

This was the reason why Harry woke up very unpleasant the very next day, looking like a drowned cat. 

'Mate!' Ron exclaims as soon as he sees Harry's eyes open.
'I really don't care if you're having wet dreams about your boyfriend, but cast a frickin' silencing spell next time alright? We don't need to hear your moans.'  He continues, indicating to the other three boys standing next to him.

Harry blushes furiously and reaches for his glasses.
'Oh.. Eh..ha.. I-I will.' He stumbles over his words, still looking as red as a tomato.

Seamus grins.
'I wished you'd say his name though, he must be pretty hot to get you worked up like that.'
Just like Seamus, the one who always makes things worse by adding something when you think you survived the worst part.

Harry feels heat rushing towards his cheeks again and opens his mouth in an attempt to get some words out of there, but no luck.
Fortunately, Neville notices his struggling and decides to give Harry a break by saving him from Seamus.

'Leave him alone Seamus, he'll tell you everything when the time is there. Be patient.' He says wisely and Harry shoots him a grateful look.

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Harry freaked out from the inside while walking to breakfast. He felt horribly ashamed after this mornings encounter, and thought his friend where going to tease him endlessly about it.
But when he arrived at their table, nothing unusual was said and Harry let out a relieved breath.

'Of course it's important Ronald! Think about your NEWTS! Don't you want to get good scores and get a nice job? You know I......'
Harry zoned out while Hermione was giving Ron one of her usual rounds and his eyes darted towards the slytherin table, where his boyfriend was making frustrated wild armgestures, almost hitting some child next to him who constantly looked at Draco in fear.
The whole scene looked ridiculous and Harry couldn't suppress a small chuckle.

'What is it Harry?' Hermione asks and Harry quickly darts his eyes away from the Slytherin table and fixes them on Hermione.

'Nothing, just thought about something funny.' Harry lies, but he doesn't think he sounds very convincing.
Neither does Hermione, and this was the only confirmation she needed.