Summer Ecstasy

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"Will you hurry up Malfoy? I need to take a piss!" Harry cried for the third time as he banged his fist against the bathroom doorway again. But he received no answer as Malfoy continued his demented singing.

"Harry, mate," he heard from behind him. Harry whipped around.

"You're done?"

Ron nodded as he toweled his wet hair. "Yep. Better take it quick though. I saw Zabini eyeing it earlier." Harry wasted no time. He sprinted down the hallway and towards the bathroom door that was located in the other hallway. He didn't even bother to return Zabini's hasty hello as he rushed past him and into the bathroom.

Blaise rose an eyebrow as the bathroom door slammed shut, and smirked. Then he looked farther down the hallway and saw Ron Weasley walking into his bedroom. Blaise passed him and knocked on the bathroom door where Draco was.

"Draco?"

The singing stopped. "Yes, Blaise?"

"You better hurry. Granger wants us down there soon. She wants us to have breakfast together." He could practically hear Draco's eyes rolling.

"Yeah, okay."

Blaise went to walk away but he paused. "What are you doing in there anyway?" he asked.

The bathroom door suddenly opened and Draco stepped out, switching off the light. Muggles are weird, Blaise thought as he watched. Using a little switch to brighten up a room.

"Nothing really," Draco replied. "Just organizing my hair products where Potter and Weasley can't touch them."

Blaise smirked. "So you weren't really using the bathroom, then? Potter was about to piss his pants, you know."

It was Draco's turn to smirk now. "I know."

They both laughed.

***

An hour later and Ron and Harry finally went downstairs. Malfoy, Zabini and Nott were already at the table and eating breakfast. Hermione was brewing coffee at the counter, looking frustrated. Harry walked over to her.

"What's wrong, Mione?" he asked.

She huffed. "Those three are complaining about food," she started, pointing at the three Slytherins in question. "I tried to make some eggs for breakfast, but they burnt. Now they don't trust me to make some good food."

Ron snorted.

"And what are you laughing about?" Hermione demanded, glaring at him.

"Huh? U-Uh nothing. Just..." Ron looked sheepishly at Hermione. "Well, I've tasted your cooking and..."

"And?"

Ron winced. "And...well, maybe it's because I grew up with Mum's cooking, but yours... it isn't all that..."

"What?" Hermione growled, getting angrier.

Harry decided to swoop in quick before the kitchen was suddenly blasted to pieces, along with Ron. "Listen Hermione, you just relax. I'll make breakfast."

"Potter?! You? Make breakfast?" Malfoy exclaimed, his eyes round in horror.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, Malfoy. I can make meals. And no, I don't poison them."

"But he might make an exception for you," Ron sneered at him. Then he turned back to Harry. "Go ahead, mate. Could you make us some eggs? And pancakes?"

Harry smiled. "Sure, Ron."

An hour later, six plates were filled with steaming eggs and bacon with a pancake smothered in syrup on the side. Six cups of coffee also littered the table. Harry, Ron and Hermione dug into their meal immediately, groaning at the exquisite taste.

Malfoy saw them but was still hesitant. "Are you sure?" he asked, glaring at his plate of food as if they were covered in some horrible disease or another.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Just eat Malfoy. I promise you it's not poisoned."

Malfoy was still hesitant, but dipped his fork into the egg. He rose the fork to his mouth, placed the tip of the food past his lips, and...

His eyes went round and his cheeks felt warm. "Merlin, Potter," he breathed softly. "When did you learn how to cook such brilliant food?"

Harry laughed, feeling something stir in his stomach at the sight of a surprised and blushing Malfoy. "I take it that you like the food?"

Malfoy's eyebrow rose up. "Like it? Merlin, this is delicious!" True to his word, Malfoy began to dig into his food almost like a starving animal. It wasn't until several mouthfuls and an almost completely clean plate later when he noticed the snickers from around the table. Malfoy froze mid bite, realizing that he wasn't acting very Malfoyish at the moment. "Um..." He murmured, biting his lip. He regretfully put the forkful of food back onto his plate. "What I mean is..." He stopped to glance at Harry, who also looked back at him with something akin to a smirk on his face. Malfoy sighed inwardly. "Th-Thanks Potter," he bit out. "This food tastes really nice."

Harry smiled again, surprised to hear such praising words leaving the Slytherin's mouth. Towards him. "You're welcome Malfoy." Then his grin widened. "And since we're having such a harmless conversation at the moment, why don't we agree to be civil from now on? We're going to be living together for a whole month now. Let's grow up and forget the past, huh, Malfoy?"

The Slytherin looked hesitantly back at Harry, then to Hermione—who was beaming so much that the entire room might have filled up if she was beaming any brighter—and then to Ron, who merely looked at his plate with annoyance clearly written on his face.

He sighed. "I suppose," he said with a drawl, and stuck out his hand towards Harry. "But only for this month, Potter. I'm not sure my reputation could handle being a buddy of yours and your Gryffindor Trio." Harry was about to retort until he saw the teasing glint in Malfoy's blue-silver eyes. He inwardly chuckled.

"You're on, Malfoy." And he shook Malfoy's hand, who almost gasped aloud from surprise. He thought it would have been like first year all over again when he got rejected by Harry Potter. Malfoy grinned too. He was glad that this wasn't the case.

After breakfast, Hermione decided that she wanted to go for a swim. Harry and Ron quickly agreed and ran upstairs to grab their swim trunks and each of their towels. Harry got his belongings first and ran downstairs and out the back to meet Hermione. A set of pools were all around them. There was no fence for privacy though. They didn't need it.

A few yards away the backyard of the house opened into the forest. From where Harry stood, he could hear the faint rushing of a river coming from inside.

"So where are we going to swim?" he asked her. She had worn a pink two piece underneath the white towel now wrapped around herself, so Harry couldn't see what she wore. He, on the other hand, already wore his green trunks with his towel enfolded around his shoulders.

Hermione looked around. "Well, I didn't really want to swim near the beach yet. I thought you would all like to surf later when it gets warmer." She paused and her voice dropped to a whisper. "But I found this place a few minutes ago. It's a beautiful lake, Harry. And there's a waterfall near it too, though I hadn't seen it. I only managed to hear it."

"That's great. Ron will be here in a bit." He looked around, noticing that they were alone. "Where's Nott?"

Hermione looked at the house. "Inside talking with his friends. I already told Theo where we planned to swim. He said that he'd bring Malfoy and Blaise later. Do you want to go?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, sure. Let's just wait for Ron."

"No need," a voice said behind them and Ron walked toward them, wearing a pair of red trunks. "Where are we going to swim?" he asked.

Hermione motioned for the boys to follow her and they walked inside the forest. Thick trees surrounded them as they walked; a thin canopy of foliage covered most of the sunlight so that they could only dimly make out where they were walking. Harry almost wished that he had thought to bring his wand along, but quickly pushed that thought out of his mind. If he was really in any danger, he could use his small bit of wandless magic to help.

"Finally," Hermione breathed and stopped walking. Harry and Ron were right behind her and they looked around. And gasped.

It was magnificent. A whole lake spread out before them with a waterfall cascading down in a remote corner not too far away from them. Flowers bloomed all around them, faintly emitting sweet aromas of honey and silk. The lake didn't seem too deep, and it was as clear as crystal. Harry could even see the fair colored sand at the bottom. And, even if it was his imagination, Harry swore he saw a faint glitter settle upon the lake's surface. The entire area was bathed in sunlight, no canopy above to block out anything. Everything, everywhere glittered. It was the most beautiful thing Harry had ever seen.

"Wow," he breathed, stepping past Hermione. "This is wonderful, 'Mione."

She beamed. "I love it too." Then she dropped her towel near a flat rock and started walking over toward the lake. She looked over her shoulder at Harry and Ron, and smirked. "Let's swim."

***

"So where is this 'magnificent' place, huh, Theo?" Draco drawled as they walked through the dense vegetation. His sandals flip flopped with every step and it was starting to annoy him when his foot caught onto a leaf branch. Blaise smirked at him.

"Relax, Draco. We're almost there, right Theo?"

Theo nodded. "Hermione said to walk about two hundred yards and then we'd see a lake." He smirked. "Why in such a hurry, Drake? Anxious to get to Potter?"

Draco frowned, rolling his eyes. "As if. Just because we agreed to be civil doesn't mean we're buddy-buddy from now on."

"Why not?" Blaise asked him, swinging his towel as they walked. "I mean, he stuck up for you at your trial. The least you could is be nice to him."

"I am. At least I'm trying. That's what the agreement was for, Blaise."

"At least it's not Weasley," Blaise continued as they walked on. "He's a tough one. I overheard him talking to Potter back at the house. He was arguing that Potter shouldn't be friends with you. That you're up to something."

Draco glanced at Blaise. "Well, it's seems that after all these years Weasel seems to remain the same as always. He still eats the same, at least." All three Slytherins snickered. "We'll just have to prove him wrong."

Blaise nodded in agreement. "And what better opportunity than to show him how friendly we can be than tonight?"

Draco and Theo stopped walking and stared at him. "Blaise..." Theo started in warning.

Blaise chuckled. "Not like that, you perverts."

Draco smirked. "What can we say, Blaise. We're Slytherins."

"Obviously. Now what I meant was," he smirked a last time. "Tonight we are going to play Wizard's Truth or Dare with those naïve Gryffindors."

Draco and Theo chuckled. "I like the sound of that," Draco said. But then he turned to Theo. "What do you say, Theo? Do you think your girlfriend is up for a game like that?"

Theo's smile lowered a bit. His eyes became possessive. "As long as you guys promise she doesn't get hurt."

Blaise whined in a very Slytherin manner. "But Theo, that's no fun."

Theo's eyebrow rose. "Really? Well, I don't really care. Whatever tricks you two have up your sleeves, save them for Potter and Weasley. Leave my girl alone."

Draco smirked at Blaise's pout. "Awww," he cooed, teasing. "Do you want me to kiss that away for you?"

Blaise's pout quickly became a smirk. "Very tempting. How about we save that for tonight?"

They both laughed as Theo rolled his eyes and began walking again. "Honestly, you two. Grow up." The boys laughed again and followed Theo until the trees began to die down into a clearing.

Draco took a look around as a beautiful lake came into a view. What looked like a garden surrounded the lake. Right next to them was a vast waterfall, and Draco was amazed at how clear the water was. He grinned briefly, thinking Granger had good taste in scenery.

"YEAH!" a sudden yell came from in front of them. All three Slytherins looked up just in time to see a familiar red head dive into the clear pool. A loud splash erupted, soon followed by a girlish scream.

"Oh Ronald, you are such a child!" But the voice was almost teasing at the same time. They saw Hermione a few feet away from the splash, sputtering as she tried to fix her hair. Theo gaped as he saw what she wore, never seeing her without so much clothing.

"Stop drooling, Theo," Blaise snickered. "It's unbecoming." Theo glare at him and opened his mouth to retort. But his voice was drowned out as Hermione let out another scream. Ron had just risen from the water and splashed her.

"I'll get you for that!" she teased and tried to splash back at him. Ron laughed.

"Come on, 'Mione. Live a little!"

She scowled.

"Ron, leave her alone," Harry's voice came from above them. Everyone looked up as Harry clutched his sides while he laughed at them, standing on top of a rock a few feet above Hermione's head. "You should have known better than to dare him to splash you, Hermione."

Her golden-brown eyes narrowed at him. "Oh yeah? Then I dare you to come in too." With that, she reached up to grab his ankle and pulled. Harry let out a yelp as he tumbled head first into the water.

Hermione and Ron, as well as all three Slytherins, burst out with laughter when Harry finally rose up, his thick hair even more messy when wet. Harry turned to see the boys make their way around the bank of the water. He smirked.

"Afraid to get into the water, Malfoy?" he teased playfully. Malfoy smirked at him, laying his towel on a nearby rock where the Gryffindors' towels lay too. He wore only his black trunks, and Harry felt something stir inside him as he watched Malfoy's muscles shift with every movement. His skin was so pale, but not too pale. He wasn't white. Instead, his skin looked almost...milky, supple, delicate. So soft.

Harry shivered suddenly. Where did those thoughts come from?

He didn't notice that the blonde had moved closer until Malfoy stood at the water's edge above him, carefully peering through the clear water to look for any harmful animals. Nothing but small fish swam inside. He looked up when he saw Harry climbing out of the water.

"No, not afraid," Malfoy said as he looked at Hermione. Then he added, "Good work, Granger. Potter looks like a drowned cat with all that hair." Hermione smirked from where she was at Theo's side inside the water, while Harry glared at him.

"Oh yeah? Wonder what you look like when you're all wet." And Harry was indeed curious. What did Malfoy look like when he was in the shower, all wet with water dripping from his hair? Harry inwardly shook his head.

What the hell? Why am I thinking thoughts like that? he wondered.

He looked at Malfoy, only to find the blonde glaring at him behind the loose hair that fell around his face. "Don't you dare, Potter." Harry's smirk only grew as he took a step forward towards the boy. Malfoy frowned, taking a step back. "I'm warning you, Potter. Don't you dare push me in."

Another step forward. "Well of course I wouldn't push you in," Harry said innocently, though his dark gaze told something else. Malfoy's breath caught as he saw Harry's predatory gaze upon him. He stepped back.

"N-No?" he asked, his voice shaky as his blue eyes met Harry's smoldering green.

Harry stepped forward, giving Malfoy an evil grin. "Course not. I'm only 'helping' you in." Then he stuck his hand out and pushed Malfoy in the water.

Draco yelped as he tumbled backwards, quickly flailing his arms out to catch onto something. His hand met skin and pulled. Harry's eyes went round as we pulled against Malfoy, and they both plunged into the water. Malfoy quickly pulled away so that he could rise to the surface. When he finally did, he gave Potter the death glare as he too rose up from the water.

"You're an idiot, Potter," he said with a scowl, quickly trying to fix his hair. Harry only raised an eyebrow.

"You were going to get wet anyway, Malfoy. Why so upset?"

Malfoy whipped around to look at him. "Why? Why shouldn't I be? You pushed me in, Potter!" As emphasis, he splashed Harry in the face. The boy-who-lived sputtered the water out of his mouth and glared at Malfoy.

"Well, you pulled me in with you!" He splashed back.

"I had to catch onto something!" Another splash.

"That didn't have to be me!" Splash.

"Oh honestly, Potter. What else could I have held onto?"

"Why not just fall?"

Malfoy's eyes narrowed. "You are so full of yourself!" Splash

"At least I'm not some snobby brat!" Splash

"Oh yeah? Who told you that?" Splash.

Soon both boys were splashing each other so much that they began to wrestle in the water. Harry and Draco wanted to get as many punches in as possible.

But that didn't last very long. Because of their slow movements in the water, their punches didn't hurt at all and soon Draco and Harry were merely thrashing about like a couple of fish in the water. They quickly rushed to the surface and, with only one look at each other, burst out laughing.

"What the bloody hell was that about?" Ron asked a couple of feet away, swimming next to Blaise, who smirked at the wrestling pair.

Harry laughed some more before he turned back to Draco. "Hey Malfoy," he said once he calmed down a bit. Draco laughed a bit more, wiping his eyes from the few tears that managed to leak out.

"Yeah, Potter?" he said, still chuckling.

"Listen, sorry about that, Malfoy. Just having a bit of fun."

Malfoy looked at him in surprise, though still smiling. "Yeah. I'm sorry too. Still," His grin grew a bit. "You ever push me in again and I'll pull in on purpose."

Harry noticed he was teasing, but he was sure that it was also a promise. "Whatever you say, Malfoy."

Harry and Draco swam over to where the rest of the group was and they all began talking. Hermione mostly spoke to Theo, sometimes Draco. They mainly talked about politics or their opinions on a few books. Ron and Harry soon tuned them out and began talking to Blaise about Quidditch. Surprisingly, for a Slytherin who didn't even play Quidditch at Hogwarts, Blaise knew a lot about the teams. All three boys began arguing the stats of each of the players.

A few hours later when each of their skins were shriveled up, they decided to head back inside the house. They all showered and changed, and then they headed back downstairs. Where three Slytherins were smirking. Harry smiled.

"Alright, lot, what are you up to?" he asked. Draco smiled at him. Not smirking. A real smile. And Harry found it quite appealing. He looks a lot hotter when he smiles, Harry thought to himself.

Then he froze. No, what was he thinking? Did he really think Draco attractive? Was he even gay? He paused. He knew that in the Wizarding World, homosexuality wasn't a big deal. It was very much accepted. The problem was Malfoy. Did he really like him? Harry thought.

He didn't have anymore time to think on that issue, though, because the object of his thoughts began speaking.

"We, meaning Blaise and Theo and I, decided to teach you Gryffindors how to play Wizard's Truth or Dare."

Ron's eyes narrowed. "Don't you need Veritaserum for that, Malfoy?"

Blaise snickered. "Don't get your knickers in a twist, Weasley. I brought along some just for tonight."

Hermione looked at her boyfriend, hesitant. "Are you sure about this?" she asked him. Theo smiled at her, giving her a reassuring hug.

"Don't worry, love. I'll make sure it's safe."

Harry bit his bottom lip, unsure. "So if I say Truth..."

Draco smirked. "You have to tell the truth. But don't worry, Potter. If you're too afraid..."

Harry snorted, quickly looking at Draco in the eye. "Who said I was scared? I'll do it. Ron?"

Ron sighed. "Sure, I guess."

Malfoy and Blaise grinned, grateful that they were dealing with Gryffindors. "Great. Let's do this outside then."

In front of the house was the beach. It was completely vacant since it was nearing night time. Hermione told Harry and Ron to get wood for a fire while Draco and Blaise fetched the firewhiskey from the house. Once Harry had finished preparing the fire (he was the only one who knew how to make one besides Hermione, who was currently busy in Theo's lap), they all settled down on the sand. Each of them still wore comfortable, light clothes and sandals. No jeans, just shorts.

The wind was a soft breeze and the gentle waves swayed in greeting to the sand. The sky wasn't too dark, only nearing twilight.

Blaise grinned at the perfect setting to corrupt one's innocence. "Let's begin," he said.

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