SIMple Reflections of Life

Harry glanced about and smiled; no sign of Draco. He ought to be busy enough out in the greenhouses for the next several hours… perfect time to go ahead and play for a while. He slipped into the study and opened up his computer, starting up his muggle video game. He was really enjoying playing this silly game and found he couldn't wait to be done with classes and meddle in their simulated lives every moment he could… it was extremely addictive, especially now that he'd found the cheat codes and could avoid having to make them run to the loo every ten minutes or so. He'd started his game and had taken his Sims on a second date and was enjoying watching them interact; they rarely spoke with any other Sims at this point in time.

"Every time I leave you alone, Harry Potter; you're at that game again!" Draco said as he strolled into the room. "So what are you up to this time, hmm?"

"Just a little date."

Draco sauntered over and gazed at the screen, scoffing a bit at what he saw. SimDraco was perusing the clothing rack while SimHarry hovered nearby, watching him. "I know you were raised by muggles, but I know you know better places to take a bloke on a date than a clothing store!"

"My Sim took your Sim to a date at the Mega-Mall. The clothing store isn't all that's there; they have a dance club with a karaoke bar, there's a sushi bar and restaurant, a place with spas and a pool they can use and even a movie theater… Your character wanted to go clothes shopping, so I let him."

"Sounds like I should get involved; you have abominable taste." Draco smirked.

"Sod off, Malfoy." Harry smirked back at him, but did allow Draco to settle down in a chair close to him to see the screen as well. SimDraco went to a rack and a screen popped up, allowing a choice of clothing to be made.

Draco insisted that Harry scroll through every single one of the screens before finally he decided on one he found even close to suitable. SimDraco took the item and stepped into the changing room. Grinning, Harry clicked on the changing room and chose an activity.

"What did you just do?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"You'll see." Harry said enigmatically. Draco watched as SimHarry sneaked across the screen, looked about furtively, then slipped inside the same changing booth as SimDraco.

"What the bloody…?" Draco started as the booth began to vibrate and jump and sparks flew up over the booth. Several other Sims in the store ran over to cheer them on, including the cashier. The audience was clearly enjoying the spectacle as much as the participants were; they were catcalling and cheering. Harry glanced at him and had to laugh at the look of complete incredulity on Draco's face. "What…?"

"It's called a public Woo-Hoo." Harry snickered.

"A what?"

"They're shagging, Draco." He clarified.

"Shagging?! Merlin, Harry, we're in public! Look at that, we have a bloody audience and they're cheering! The least you could have done was a silencing charm!" Draco protested. "Merlin! Why bother to have it under cover at all?" he demanded.

"Oh, I can make it a bit more public." Harry smirked as fireworks exploded over the changing booth and SimHarry hopped out of the booth, a purple smiling heart spinning over his head. He gazed directly out at them and grinned, giving them a double thumbs-up.

"More public than that? You can't mean to have them shag out in the open!"

"You'll see if you just hang on…" Harry responded, scrolling over and clicking
on a hot tub.

"A soak in a hot tub…? What, are they going to snog in there?"

"For starters…" Harry agreed, clicking on several more actions. SimHarry jumped and spun, changing into a Speedo swimsuit.

"Now that is one little outfit I'd like to see you in." Draco mused.

"I'll stick with my red trunks, thanks…" Harry chuckled and SimDraco strolled up, jumping and spinning also.

His swimsuit could barely pass for any sort of a swimsuit at all; it was a male g-string. It was nothing more than a cup of jet black adorned by a silver snake on the front held in place by several silvery chains. The back was only a single string going up between the cheeks of his bum. "What happened to my clothes…?! Bloody hell, Harry, I'm naked…!" Draco protested.

"Nah, your bits are covered…" Harry laughed. "Look; I put a dragon tattoo on your butt; you'd never see it with a normal swimsuit…"

"You want me to get a dragon tattoo on my bum…?"

"It'd be cool… or maybe a big white dragon that covers your whole back… that'd
be a sight for sure…" Harry grinned.

"I might think about it, as long as you don't mean a muggle tattoo. No one is coming near ME with muggle needles!" Draco said with a scowl. The two Sims settled in the spa and began chatting with the other resident in the pool, and Draco eyed that other Sim suspiciously. "That is NOT the Pansy girl, is it…?"

"Oh, no… that's just Hermione." Harry answered as the SimHarry and SimDraco cuddled up close and began to kiss.

"Hey, stop that! Don't have us kiss in front of that mudblood!"

"We won't be doing that for long. And stop calling her a mudblood." Harry smirked as the computer switched to a video showing SimHarry making what was clearly an indecent proposal to SimDraco which was pondered then accepted. SimHarry pounced on SimDraco and both vanished under the boiling water of the spa.

"Merlin's balls, Harry! What…? Another Woo-Hoo?"

"Yep, right in the spa." Harry chuckled as their heads appeared back to back; they turned and SimHarry jumped on SimDraco again. A foot broke the water then sank back down into the water. A hand appeared, was grabbed by another hand, and as they sank out of view fireworks went off above the spa.

"You shagged me right there in front of Granger…! Harry?! She was still in the water…!" Draco objected instantly, outraged.

"She's not in the spa anymore!" Harry laughed and to show Draco he was telling the truth, he zoomed out. SimHermione had gone to the bar and was chatting up a dark-skinned Sim. "See? She's chatting up Blaise Zabini now."

"Blaise and Hermione? Ugh! Potter, you have a perverted sense of humor!"

"They're doing that on their own; I don't have any control over them" Harry chuckled.

"Well where's that crazy lady with the purse? Granger needs to be chased around and taught manners!" Draco objected as the two seemed to be getting quite close and chummy with each other.

"I don't control her either; can't do a thing about Mrs. Crumplebottom."

"Well you have to do SOMEthing!" Draco insisted.

"I could play Blaise later," Harry smirked. "If you want me to..."

"YES, I do want you to! You will NOT allow that mudblood to pounce on my best mate!" Draco demanded. Harry laughed and continued to play his game.