Truly Madly Deeply

Chapter Ten - Preparing To Shock

~ Astronomy Tower ~

Draco stood staring out at the stars. He heard Harry enter the tower but didn't turn around. He sighed contentedly as he felt his lover standing close behind him.

"Mars is bright tonight," Draco said in mock seriousness, bringing back memories of their first year at Hogwarts.

"Oh shut up, you" Harry retorted playfully.

Draco turned around and noticed something in Harry's hand.

"What's this?" Draco said, reaching for the parchment in Harry's right hand. Harry let it go as Draco grasped it. Draco turned it over and was shocked to see his own handwriting on it.

"Where did you get this?" he asked curiously, it was the letter he knew he hadn't sent. He handed it back to Harry, who pushed it into his pocket.

"I found it on the floor in Potions this morning. It had my name on it so I put it in my pocket. I read it tonight after dinner. I hope you don't mind," Harry said softly. "I loved it. I don't know if you've noticed, but we haven't been like we used to be for a while now. I mean apart from this morning at breakfast, after I got that letter from Sirius, we haven't done anything remotely flashy or shockable in weeks. Well, actually considering how often we kiss around here, it probably wasn't that shocking. But anyway, your letter got me thinking...we really need to do something big, something that no one has ever done before, at least not to my knowledge."

"And what, pray tell, do you suggest we do to shock the sensibilities of the school community?" Draco drawled. "I think we've just about done everything we can to scandalize everyone."

Harry smiled shrewdly. "I think we can kill two birds with one stone," he said smugly. Draco didn't look as impressed as he'd hoped.

"We're going to kill birds - with stones? That's not very Griffindor-ish. I'm may be a Slytherin but even I draw the line at that. That's just cruel," Draco said, stunned that Harry would suggest such a thing.

"We're not actually going to kill birds, Draco. It's a muggle saying. It means we can accomplish two things with one action. You said in this letter that you wanted to watch me sleep, which is really sweet in a vaguely disturbing way. So what I'm suggesting is that we have a sleepover," Harry stared expectantly at Draco.

The blond turned the idea over in his mind. A sleepover, obviously one of them would sleep in their rival house dorm. It was a deliciously illicit plan made all the more enticing by the fact that the lovers would be able to spend the entire night together. Draco grinned.

"I love it. So, my dorm or yours, lover?" he asked, arching his eyebrow suggestively.

Harry grinned back. "I think your dorm has the most shock value, don't you? A Gryffindor in the Slytherin dorms! Besides, the guys in my dorm really wouldn't care."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go get your stuff!" Draco said enthusiastically.

"I'm way ahead of you," Harry replied merrily, pointing to his bag near the door.

Draco picked up Harry's bag, grabbed Harry's hand and dragged the dark-haired boy down the stairs.

~ Slytherin Boys Dorm ~

The rest of the Slytherins were all asleep as Harry quietly put his bag down at the foot of Draco's bed. Draco was staring at him with a strange expression on his face. Harry shot him a questioning look but Draco shook his head and pointed at the bed. Harry nodded and both boys undressed quickly down to their boxer shorts, which they left on.

Draco crawled into his bed and shifted over to make room for Harry. Harry leapt up onto the bed and snuggled next to Draco. Both boys sighed happily as they lay in each other's arms finally in the warmth and comfort of an actual bed. It was a totally new experience for them.

"So why were you looking at me so strangely before?" Harry whispered in Draco's ear.

"I've often imagined you here with me, but I never really believed it could happen but now, here you are," Draco replied softly. He pressed his lips against Harry's temple. "Go to sleep, love, we have a big day tomorrow - dealing with the fallout of this little stunt."

Harry turned his head and kissed Draco. Both boys snuggled into each other, revelling in the close contact and fell asleep.

They were rudely awoken early the next morning by Goyle's girly shrieking.

"Ewww! Harry's in Draco's bed. Eww, they're naked! Boys naked with boys, it's gross!"

"Oh please!" Draco said scathingly, "We do worse things than this fully clothed out in the halls. Anyway, we're not naked." He proved this by climbing out of bed. Goyle backed away from him like he was contagious.

"I always thought he was stupid, this just proves it," Draco muttered to Harry. "You're not going to catch anything," he said mockingly in Goyle's direction.

"Yeah, Goyle," chimed in Crabbe. "You're either gay or you're not. Dumb git."

Harry and Draco both hid looks of surprise. It was the first intelligent thing they'd ever heard Crabbe say. But then he hardly ever said anything anyway. Maybe there was more to Crabbe than met the eye.

Harry gathered his toiletries and followed Draco towards the bathroom. Goyle immediately started squealing again.

"They're going to shower together, ewww. I don't want to see that."

"So stay out of the bathroom until they're finished," Crabbe said derisively as he turned back towards his bed.

~ Slytherin Boys Bathroom ~

Harry and Draco had shed their boxers and were sharing a shower cubicle. Rather awkwardly actually. They weren't really built for two but they adjusted to it. A year of making do with whatever out-of-the-way place they could find to be together in had made them adaptable. Harry moved forward, forcing Draco to back into the wall.

Harry gently but firmly grasped Draco's wrists and held them up above the blond boys head. Harry's tongue duelled with Draco's as his hands slid down Draco's arms to his chest. His hands moved over Draco, caressing his waist and moving around to his back. Draco's arms slipped down around Harry's neck and he buried his fingers in Harry's unruly black hair. Draco moaned as Harry's lips started a feverish trail of hot kisses along Draco's jaw to his neck.

"AHEM."

Harry pulled reluctantly away from Draco and looked around to see who was interrupting them now.

"Just what do you think you're doing, Potter?" Snape asked in that quietly evil way of his.

"Draco," Harry replied simply.

Chapter Ten - Preparing To Shock