Towel Dried
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,110
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Towel Dried
Chapter 1: Towel?
I don\'t own Harry Potter or any of the other characters.
Hey guys this is one of my first Harry/Draco fan fics and I dunno how it\'ll work out... oh yah on a lower note Draco acts WAAAY outta character! what can i say!
Chapter One
Harry closed the door to the boy\'s showers behind him. The change room was empty and he heard no water running in the next. He had finally escaped. Having a herd of teenage girls following behind you every two seconds was not Harry\'s idea of being asked to the Halloween Ball. Not only was the heard of girls bothering him but his two best friends kept the pressure about who\'s invitation would be excepted by the 7th year student.
Harry Potter was a 7th year, the last year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. The past 6 years had been rough. Finding out you\'re a wizard isn\'t the easiest thing to deal with. Not only that but having to be confronted by the murderer of your parents and the person who attempted ispoispose of you time after time, was not as pleasant as it would seem. Lord Voldemort, known as You-Know-Who, was this person, and one of, if not the most evil wizard to live. He was feared by all and feared no on e except one wizard, Professor Albus Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore was the greatest head master ever at Hogwarts.
Having taught and known Voldemort (or as he once was Tom Riddle) when it came time for Harry to face Lord Voldemort for the last time Dumbledore was of great guidance to Harry. It had been nearly 3 months since Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort.
Harry sighed, thinking back on everything that had happened. He stepped forward towards the towel rack, pulled a towel from the top of the pile. He threw it on the bench and quickly undressed. Harry wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door to the next room.
* * *
Draco glided down the hallway. His silver blonde hair slicked back with a couple of strands falling in his face. A group of giggling girls stopped when he strolled by. Some smiling, others were gaping in awe.
\"Hi Draco,\" Pansy Parkinson said as he passed by. Draco turned and smiled at Pansy.
\"How\'s it going Pansy?\" She said nothing but blushed and looked at her friends. \"Good I assume.\" He turned back to the door at the end of the hall.
Draco had now been proclaimed as the \"Slytherin Sex God\" for over two months, and ever since the announcement of the Halloween Ball Draco\'s stomach had been doing summersaults along with many back flips. Draco was untouchable and unbreakable. Many had tried but none had been successful. Nearly a dozen girls had attempted to \"hit it off\" with Draco. Each of them had been politely declined. Many wondered who it would be to break the wall Draco Malfoy built.
As Draco reached the door, he reached down and paused to listen to the whispers behind him. He shook his head and pushed open the door.
* * * Harry pulled the knob in front of him towards himself. The cool water pierced his smooth skin. Slowly he turned it to the side with \"H\" on it. The water gradually grew warmer; he leaned forward letting the continuous fall of water pour into his messy brown haHe rHe ran his fingers through it slowly, letting the water rush down his hands onto the tile floor bellow. Harry looked over at the bottle of shampoo, there was hardly any left. He reached over and picked it up. Flicking open the lid, Harry poured the rest of the shampoo into his hands, and then started to massage it into his hair. He rinsed it out and then pushed the knob back into place.
The water ceased to continue its numerous flows, now only a few drops falling down to the floor. Hareacreached up and pulled his towel of the hook. He unfolded it, and went to wrap it around his waist, only to discover the towel was a hand towel. \"Shit!\" he cursed under his breath. Regardless of the towels size, he used it to dry off his hair and as much of his body he could get.
Making his way back into the other room he pushed open the door and stopped when he saw who was in the other room. Harry\'s mouth dropped open and his eyes went as wide as an owl\'s. Then the towel hit the floor with a sploosh.
* * *
Draco looked around at the room in disgust, \"Yuck! What a pig sty!\" He picked up the burgundy and gold tie. \"Typical of a Gryffindor,\" he said throwing it on top of a matching sweater. He moved past the clothes, and sat down on the bench. He pulled his robes off and placed them neatly beside himself. Draco slowly pulled his green and silver tie loose and slipped it over his head. He removed his shoes and socks and started to un- button his pants. He pulled them down and stepped out of them. Next he un- did his shirt, leaving it he moved over to the towels, reached up and grabbed one.
Draco turned just in time to see the doorthe the showers open, and there stood Harry Potter, stark naked with a single soaking wet hand towel. Harry\'s mouth dropped open and as well did the little white towel. Draco looked around and fidgeted with his own towel as a long awkward silence filled the gap between the two of them.
\"Uhh.Towel?\" Draco said smirking.
\"Shut up Malfoy\" Harry said crossing the room, he reached out and took the other end of the towel. Malfoy held on when Harry tried to take it.
\"What? You look good wet.\"
\"Just give me the towel,\" Harry said as he grinded his teeth. Malfoy let go of the towel, trying to hold back from laughing. Harry walked over to the bench and wrapped the towel around his waist.
\"What\'s wrong Potter? Wanted to be alone?\" Harry looked up at Malfoy alarelared, \"As a matter of fact, I did.\"
\"What needed to escape the giggling girls? Or perhaps it was Weasly and that pestering Mudblood Granger?\" Draco asked his smirk still playing on his face. \"You do get used to them Potter, the girls that is. I can\'t say much for your so called \"friends\".\"
Harry stood up too quickly; his towel tumbled to the ground around his feet. \"Bloody hell!\" he mumbled, bending down and pulling it up again. He looked at Draco, fire burning brightly in his emerald eyes. \"Watch what you say Malfoy!\"
\"Or what Potter? You\'ll ask me to the Ball?\" Draco said crossing his arms over his open chest The There was another long silence. Harry had a some what considering slash disgusted look on his face.
\"I wasn\'t serious Potter!\" Malfoy said dropping his arms to his sides again.
\"What, you think I\'d actually consider going with you!\" Harry said rather than asked.
\"Oh so your to good for me? I\'d never dream of accepting your invitation if you got down on your knees and begged!\"
\"So what are you saying? That I\'d actually ask you!\" Harry said in utter disgust.
\"So you do think you\'re too good for me!\" Draco said marching over to stand face to face with Harry.
\"I never said that!\"
\"Then ask me to the ball if your not!\" Draco covered his mouth to stop him from saying any more, his eyes as wide as Harry\'s.
Harry stared at Malfoy for a moment, then said, \"You?\"
Draco nodded, hand still over his mouth, and then quickly shook his head. Harry turned away in disgust. \"Hey! That\'s not nice! I\'m not that gross! I\'m the Slyther-\"
Harry turned back to Draco, eyeing him. He leaned close to Draco inspecting him.
\"What is there something on my nose?\" he asked smiling.
\"Shut up, this isn\'t funny!\" Harry said pulling away. \"What\'s wrong with you? Your not your ice queen self.\"
\"Queen!!\" \"Whatever! Are you doing drugs or something?\"
Draco stared at Harry for a moment and then burst out laughing. He bent over and held onto his stomach with both hands as he continued to laugh. When he finally stopped he stood up straight and wiped his eyes.
\"Drugs! Are you daft Potter? Come on Potter you\'re the one thinking that you\'re better than me, which by the way is a total lie!\"
\"That\'s it Draco! You\'re on! You and me, the Halloween Ball! Together!\" Harry yelled at Draco.
He turned and picked up his clothes and stormed out into the hall, but he came rushing back in a moment later. Harry slammed the door behind him and leaned on it. He looked up and glared at Draco.
Draco only grinned.
I don\'t own Harry Potter or any of the other characters.
Hey guys this is one of my first Harry/Draco fan fics and I dunno how it\'ll work out... oh yah on a lower note Draco acts WAAAY outta character! what can i say!
Chapter One
Harry closed the door to the boy\'s showers behind him. The change room was empty and he heard no water running in the next. He had finally escaped. Having a herd of teenage girls following behind you every two seconds was not Harry\'s idea of being asked to the Halloween Ball. Not only was the heard of girls bothering him but his two best friends kept the pressure about who\'s invitation would be excepted by the 7th year student.
Harry Potter was a 7th year, the last year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. The past 6 years had been rough. Finding out you\'re a wizard isn\'t the easiest thing to deal with. Not only that but having to be confronted by the murderer of your parents and the person who attempted ispoispose of you time after time, was not as pleasant as it would seem. Lord Voldemort, known as You-Know-Who, was this person, and one of, if not the most evil wizard to live. He was feared by all and feared no on e except one wizard, Professor Albus Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore was the greatest head master ever at Hogwarts.
Having taught and known Voldemort (or as he once was Tom Riddle) when it came time for Harry to face Lord Voldemort for the last time Dumbledore was of great guidance to Harry. It had been nearly 3 months since Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort.
Harry sighed, thinking back on everything that had happened. He stepped forward towards the towel rack, pulled a towel from the top of the pile. He threw it on the bench and quickly undressed. Harry wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door to the next room.
* * *
Draco glided down the hallway. His silver blonde hair slicked back with a couple of strands falling in his face. A group of giggling girls stopped when he strolled by. Some smiling, others were gaping in awe.
\"Hi Draco,\" Pansy Parkinson said as he passed by. Draco turned and smiled at Pansy.
\"How\'s it going Pansy?\" She said nothing but blushed and looked at her friends. \"Good I assume.\" He turned back to the door at the end of the hall.
Draco had now been proclaimed as the \"Slytherin Sex God\" for over two months, and ever since the announcement of the Halloween Ball Draco\'s stomach had been doing summersaults along with many back flips. Draco was untouchable and unbreakable. Many had tried but none had been successful. Nearly a dozen girls had attempted to \"hit it off\" with Draco. Each of them had been politely declined. Many wondered who it would be to break the wall Draco Malfoy built.
As Draco reached the door, he reached down and paused to listen to the whispers behind him. He shook his head and pushed open the door.
* * * Harry pulled the knob in front of him towards himself. The cool water pierced his smooth skin. Slowly he turned it to the side with \"H\" on it. The water gradually grew warmer; he leaned forward letting the continuous fall of water pour into his messy brown haHe rHe ran his fingers through it slowly, letting the water rush down his hands onto the tile floor bellow. Harry looked over at the bottle of shampoo, there was hardly any left. He reached over and picked it up. Flicking open the lid, Harry poured the rest of the shampoo into his hands, and then started to massage it into his hair. He rinsed it out and then pushed the knob back into place.
The water ceased to continue its numerous flows, now only a few drops falling down to the floor. Hareacreached up and pulled his towel of the hook. He unfolded it, and went to wrap it around his waist, only to discover the towel was a hand towel. \"Shit!\" he cursed under his breath. Regardless of the towels size, he used it to dry off his hair and as much of his body he could get.
Making his way back into the other room he pushed open the door and stopped when he saw who was in the other room. Harry\'s mouth dropped open and his eyes went as wide as an owl\'s. Then the towel hit the floor with a sploosh.
* * *
Draco looked around at the room in disgust, \"Yuck! What a pig sty!\" He picked up the burgundy and gold tie. \"Typical of a Gryffindor,\" he said throwing it on top of a matching sweater. He moved past the clothes, and sat down on the bench. He pulled his robes off and placed them neatly beside himself. Draco slowly pulled his green and silver tie loose and slipped it over his head. He removed his shoes and socks and started to un- button his pants. He pulled them down and stepped out of them. Next he un- did his shirt, leaving it he moved over to the towels, reached up and grabbed one.
Draco turned just in time to see the doorthe the showers open, and there stood Harry Potter, stark naked with a single soaking wet hand towel. Harry\'s mouth dropped open and as well did the little white towel. Draco looked around and fidgeted with his own towel as a long awkward silence filled the gap between the two of them.
\"Uhh.Towel?\" Draco said smirking.
\"Shut up Malfoy\" Harry said crossing the room, he reached out and took the other end of the towel. Malfoy held on when Harry tried to take it.
\"What? You look good wet.\"
\"Just give me the towel,\" Harry said as he grinded his teeth. Malfoy let go of the towel, trying to hold back from laughing. Harry walked over to the bench and wrapped the towel around his waist.
\"What\'s wrong Potter? Wanted to be alone?\" Harry looked up at Malfoy alarelared, \"As a matter of fact, I did.\"
\"What needed to escape the giggling girls? Or perhaps it was Weasly and that pestering Mudblood Granger?\" Draco asked his smirk still playing on his face. \"You do get used to them Potter, the girls that is. I can\'t say much for your so called \"friends\".\"
Harry stood up too quickly; his towel tumbled to the ground around his feet. \"Bloody hell!\" he mumbled, bending down and pulling it up again. He looked at Draco, fire burning brightly in his emerald eyes. \"Watch what you say Malfoy!\"
\"Or what Potter? You\'ll ask me to the Ball?\" Draco said crossing his arms over his open chest The There was another long silence. Harry had a some what considering slash disgusted look on his face.
\"I wasn\'t serious Potter!\" Malfoy said dropping his arms to his sides again.
\"What, you think I\'d actually consider going with you!\" Harry said rather than asked.
\"Oh so your to good for me? I\'d never dream of accepting your invitation if you got down on your knees and begged!\"
\"So what are you saying? That I\'d actually ask you!\" Harry said in utter disgust.
\"So you do think you\'re too good for me!\" Draco said marching over to stand face to face with Harry.
\"I never said that!\"
\"Then ask me to the ball if your not!\" Draco covered his mouth to stop him from saying any more, his eyes as wide as Harry\'s.
Harry stared at Malfoy for a moment, then said, \"You?\"
Draco nodded, hand still over his mouth, and then quickly shook his head. Harry turned away in disgust. \"Hey! That\'s not nice! I\'m not that gross! I\'m the Slyther-\"
Harry turned back to Draco, eyeing him. He leaned close to Draco inspecting him.
\"What is there something on my nose?\" he asked smiling.
\"Shut up, this isn\'t funny!\" Harry said pulling away. \"What\'s wrong with you? Your not your ice queen self.\"
\"Queen!!\" \"Whatever! Are you doing drugs or something?\"
Draco stared at Harry for a moment and then burst out laughing. He bent over and held onto his stomach with both hands as he continued to laugh. When he finally stopped he stood up straight and wiped his eyes.
\"Drugs! Are you daft Potter? Come on Potter you\'re the one thinking that you\'re better than me, which by the way is a total lie!\"
\"That\'s it Draco! You\'re on! You and me, the Halloween Ball! Together!\" Harry yelled at Draco.
He turned and picked up his clothes and stormed out into the hall, but he came rushing back in a moment later. Harry slammed the door behind him and leaned on it. He looked up and glared at Draco.
Draco only grinned.