Stuck With You

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A/N: Thanks to: brandi, Anon, HermioneWeasley, Sky, The Ultimate Otaku, Fate, WitchbladeHell, Neko Taka, Tigress, and Tarrin for taking the time to review this story. I apoligize to the authors of all the stories I\'ve read here and didn\'t review--I had no idea how exciting it is to get reviews! It\'s very encouraging.

Also, thanks to my fellow roleplayer\'s for giving me so much practice with creating convincing dialogue ;) If anyone\'s interested in joining our rp group, e-mail me.

Sorry my chapters are short--I\'ll try to make up for that by posting more often.
Warning: No Beta!

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Stuck With You


Chapter 4: Bathroom Scene

\"Shit,\" Ron said simply. \"There\'s no getting around that, is there.\"

Draco felt his own abdomen lurch with excitement. He got that same tingling feeling one get\'s right before opening a present on Christmas morning. He couldn\'t let anyone catch on, however. Draco snorted. \"You\'re just going to have to hold it, Potter. There\'s NO way I\'m going to accompany you to...\"

\"Hold it for *two weeks*, Malfoy? You\'re just going to have to be big about this. It\'s not the end of the world.\" Hermione said. The warning bell sounded. \"Transfiguration starts soon. Let\'s go!\"

Hermione and Neville started to leave. Harry took a step forward but Draco stayed rooted to the spot. \"No way. I\'m *not* going to the bathroom with you!\" Draco said just as the hallway filled with students. Harry wanted to die.

Harry and Ron started to drag Draco down the corridor. \"You don\'t exactly have a choice here, Malfoy,\" Ron said, grunting.

\"Can\'t we at least use a prefect\'s boom!oom! There will be more privacy,\" Draco pleaded.

\"That\'s actually a good idea,\" Ron said.

The boys hurried down the corridor trying to ignore the wispers and giggles as word of their predicament spread through the student body.

Draco shouted the password at the door of the prefect\'s bathroom and the trio practically fell inside when the door opened. They stared at the row of urinals across the large room. Noone moved for a moment.

Harry\'s body jerked. \"I can\'t stand it,\" he said and went for the first urinal. He wished he had his wand. Then he could at least perform a sliencing charm on the room, a blinding charm on Malfoy, and later, a memory charm on himself. He thought of his father\'s cloak tucked safely away in his trunk up in Gryffindor Tower, but there was no time to retrieve it now--he wouldn\'t make it.

Harry started to unzip his trousers. \"You just turn around, Malfoy,\" he commanded. Harry was having trouble u onl only his left hand. He was not about to chance having Draco\'s hand so near his penis.

\"Oh, don\'t you worry, Potter. I\'d rather gouge my eyes out with a spoon than watch you piss,\" Draco replied.

\"I\'ve got my eye on \'im, Harry,\" Ron said. \"You do anything stupid, Malfoy and I pummel you!\" he warned.

Ron and Draco stared daggers into each other\'s eyes and waited...and waited...and waited...

\"Oy! What\'s the hold up, Potter?\" Draco demanded.

Harry was having some difficulty. \"Shut up! I usually don\'t have an audience, you know,\" Harry said through clenched teeth. A few, painful drops of urine managed to escape.

\"Is that it?\" Draco asked with a laugh.

\"Shut it, Malfoy!\" Ron said.

The bell sounded again. Transfiguration had started; Hermione was most likely having kittens at that moment.

Finally Harry was able to let go and do his business. He groaned and leaned against the wall. Draco thought he might faint. He hoped Ron wouldn\'t notice the flush spreading across his face.

\"Been a while, has it?\" Draco said as Harry continued to relieve himself, \"Good God, Potter. You\'ll get an infection holding it in like that.\"

Ron grabbed the front of Draco\'s robes and raised his fist to threaten the Slytherin. \"I\'m warning you!\"

Harry was almost thrown off balance. \"Geez, watch it!\"

\"Sorry, mate,\" Ron said.

Harry finished up. He felt better--physically anyway. \"Okay, then. Let\'s go,\" Harry said as he put himself back to rights.

\"Well, now *I* have to go,\" Ron admitted and moved down to use the next urinal.

\"So do I.\" Draco said quietly.

Harry rolled his eyes. \"Fine then,\" he said and moved aside to allow Draco access to the urinal.

Draco used both hands to undo the buttons of his trousers. Harry willed his hand to become a dead apendage and let it flop around. He started to count the tiles on the floor. Draco pulled his shaft free of his boxers. Harry picked up on an interesting, musky scent. He turned his head farther away. Harry could feel the silky material brush the back of his hand followed by the feel of something warm and smooth.

Harry jerked his hand away. \"You can do that with one hand--I managed it,\" he said, gruffly.

Draco snickered. \"Hey, I\'m a lefty. What can I say? Habit.\"

\"Well, I\'m right-handed and I had no problem, Malfoy.\"

\"Goody for you, Potter. You\'re a talented pisser.\" Draco started to relieve himself.

Against his will, Harry slowly turned his head towards Draco. The blond Slytherin was staring straight ahead. Harry\'s green eyes wandered down to take a curious peek. *What am I doing?* Harry asked himself, forcing his eyes to rise back up--and meet a pair of sparkling grey ones. Draco smiled back at Harry. \"See anything you like?\" he whispered. Harry looked away quickly, his cheeks burning. Draco finished up, laughing softly under his breath.

Harry, Ron, and Draco washed up in silence.

\"I\'m going to need therapy to get over this,\" Ron said.

\"I\'ll never be able to use this bathroom again,\" said Draco with an overly dramatic shudder. \"It\'s *ruined* now.\"

The boys exited the bathroom and headed off for Transfiguration.
o beo be continued...