Draco sat Harry down on the closed toilet seat when they got to the bathroom and turned around to start the shower. When he turned back around, Harry was struggling to unbutton his shirt. ''Here, love,'' Draco chuckled fondly, and bent down to help Harry get his shirt off. ''Let me help you.''
They both let out relieved sighs when they stepped under the hot, soothing spray of water. Harry leaned tiredly against Draco as Draco lathered his hands with shampoo and began to gently rub it into Harry's hair. Harry made small mewling noises as Draco kneaded and massaged his scalp with nimble fingers. Once Draco had washed Harry clean of everything that had happend and cleaned himself, he wrapped them both in fluffy white towels and carried Harry into their shared bedroom.
After a quick drying spell, Draco began to dress Harry in his favorite, silk pajamas. ''Bed now, Lion,'' he whispered to his exhausted lover.
