All I Ever Wanted Was the World

chapter 23

Harry and Tom arrived to the room after a bit of struggling to get through the path, but they were finally able to return.
Harry was the first one to break the silence.

"I-" His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat hastily in embarrassment. "I'll take a quick shower and then you can have it all to yourself. I hope you don't mind." He said before glancing at Tom.

Tom shook his head and motioned for the raven haired boy to grab his clothes and go to the bathroom. He held both the cloak and Harry's broomstick and set the broom by Harry's side of the bed.

"Thank you."
He did exactly that and went through the shared closet they had as he removed his shoes, lazily kicking and leaving them within the small confined space. He grabbed a large shirt (he wasn't quite used to wearing fitting shirts) and joggers as well as undergarments.
He went through the closet and dug up a fresh towel, then headed to the bathroom.

It was then he began to think.

Harry shut the door behind him, finding no real use in locking the door of magic could easily undo it. Or if there was an emergency, he would need to be quick.

His mind raced as he thought about the events that had just unfolded as he turned on the water to the shower.
What was all that about? He had had no real time to think about what had occurred, and he'd been so caught up he had not known what to think of it.
He removed his glasses and began to strip of his clothing.
He began to feel sick when he recalled the fire, as he remembered the heat that had been immense and threatened the back of his body when he had gotten on his Firebolt.
The feeling began to subside when Harry's mind drifted.
He folded his clothes and left them on the counter, figuring he would spell them clean after his shower.
He left his wand by his fresh clothes.

Harry stepped into the warmth.
The warm water cascaded down his body and he felt himself relax.
He let out a shaky sigh.

He thought about Draco, about the interaction they had. How had their relationship changed so fast?
Before, it was all about their rivalry, about coming out on top. It was only a few months that Draco had taken him from Hogwarts and to his mansion.
So why did Harry feel so strangely towards him? Why had he kissed him back with such a ferocity? The boy had kidnapped him for christ's sake !
He felt sick at the memories of the manor and the dungeons, not knowing exactly where him and Draco fit anymore.
It was then he recalled the moment that Draco had first kissed him. It was out of anger and built up tension, he supposed. Nonetheless, that was their first kiss.
Had Harry been a victim?
He worried over his thoughts, genuinely feelings frustration as he couldn't place his emotions.
How could he have fallen for someone like Draco? The boy who had committed so many acts against Harry?

He sighed and began to lather his hands with shampoo before digging into his messy hair. He scratched at his scalp and rubbed the soap in, making suds form on the top of his head.
He let the tension run from his body and flee as he soaked in the warm water.

Draco Malfoy.
Harry was concerned about what would happen between them, and he had yet to assume their relationship. They were enemies.. but now what?

He thought of the pale blue eyes that had looked deep into his own eyes. The eyes that seemed to search for something in Harry and expelled out adoration and relief.
He felt uneasy.

His mind shifted as he began to think of someone else's pair, whose eyes clear a deep brown .
He rinsed off his hair and began to wash his body in a robotic manner,  rubbing the soap into his skin.

Harry thought of Tom, thought about the tall, older boy whose voice was a smooth, buttery baritone, whose face was angular and sharp and attractive. Tom, whose hair fell perfectly into style. Tom, who ceased to be anything but nearly perfect.
Harry thought about the panic that had flooded the older boy's face when they were trapped in the room. He remembered his face being even paler than usual and his hair being in a wild state of disarray.