Testing Products

Harry stood and stretched. He was clad only in knickers as it was ten o'clock in the morning, and he'd just woken. The alarm was still ringing shrilly on the night-stand, that meant he was late for Potions... Damn.

Harry rushed to get dressed, grabbed his books and ran to class. Upon entering, he saw that everyone had just entered the class and let out a sigh... Until he noticed the only remaining seat was beside Malfoy... Double damn.

He cautiously approached the seat and sat. He neither looked at nor spoke to the other boy. Setting up his cauldron, he noticed instructions. He gathered the ingredients, cast a repelling charm and proceeded. A few other followed suit. Within ten minutes, Neville had almost blown up his cauldron, though Hermione had learned how to magic away the potion and did so before anyone was hurt, and instructed Neville to wait for the Proffessor to get to class before doing anything else. After half-an-hour, most of the class had started working and Harry was almost finished after having looked up the final half of the instructions in his potions book, not having realized that the board instructions ordered the students to put a stasis spell on the potion at that stage. Another ten minutes and HArry finished his potion, retreived a vial and started to fill the vial with his potion. At that moment Snape arrived and looked with concealed approvement at his class for having started their potions. When he saw Harry he did a double -take.

"POTTER!" Snape snapped horrified.

"Sir?" Harry asked, bewildered. He did not believe he had done anything wrong. Just followed the instructions on the board.

"What are you DOING? What have you DONE?" Snape demanded with fake calm.

"Bottling the potion sir... When you didn't arrive... I... Well I... I... I assumed that... Well... Um... That you... Wanted... Us to... Well... Make the potion on the board." Harry stuttered.

"Assumed? Did you not see the unstruction for a stasis spell?" Snape demanded. "Let me tell you a secret! If you had made one mistake in the most minute detail, there would not have been a class when i got here! And depending what detail you messed up, or overlooked there might not have been a castle left!" Snape finished with a snarl.

As Harry heard his teacher his face went deathly white. Gulping he didn't even notice Snape approach, until he was a foot away. He scrambled backwards and into Malfoy's lap. Shaking in fear he tried to burrow into Draco's skin.

"Don't hurt me.... Don't let him hurt me!" Harry begged alternately begging Snape then Malfoy. He clung to Malfoy like an anchor.

Snape gave him a withering glare. He conjured a brush in his hand impatiently.

"Brush you hair! I can't stand talking to people when I can't see their faces!" Snape demanded approaching again.

"NO!" Harry howled, leaping off Malfoy and racing to the back of the classrooom. When Snape approached him, he ran back to Malfoy, then back, again and again, as Snape attempted to approach him. This continued for ten minutes as the rest of the class watched with wide eyes.

"I give up!" Snape shouted throwing up his hands. "Catch the boy!" Snape demanded of Draco as Harry raced back to the other boy. Draco securedd the whimpering boy in his arms.

"I'll take him to the nurse." Draco said, helping the at first protesting boy to his feet, then he was nearly dragged after him as the boy sought escape. The rest of the class was still until several Slytherin's started laughing.

"One hundred points off every laughing student!" Snape snarled. The class silenced immediately, staring at the proffessor in shock. For the first time in history, he'd taken more than a hand-ful of points from his house. The Slytherins were suddenly in last place as they lost five hundred points in that sudden action.

Nobody chanced talking or whispering as they were set to reading their text books. When the bell rang, everyone silently filed out... And the whispering started.

~ ~ ~

Harry pulled Draco out of the class. He wanted to get away from the teacher and the hairbrush. When he realized Draco was leading him to the hospital wong he jerked the boy into an empty class.

"Hey?" Draco shouted as he was dragged into the classroom. "I have to bring you to see Madam Pomphrey! You're crazier than ever!"

"So?... You scared of me?" Harry taunted. Laughing when Draco gaped at him. "Close your mouth, you look like a fish!" Harry grinned at Draco.

"Why you little..." Draco shouted, lunging after him.

"Little what?" Harry taunted when Draco sent them crashing to the floor. Then before Draco could respond, Harry kissed him.

When they pulled back Harry was staring at a shocked Draco. But he was even mmore shocked, when after recovering, Draco returned the kiss with more force. During hte kiss, they rubbed against each other a bit.

~ ~ ~

Harry woke up, surrounded by Ron, George and Fred Weasley as well as a few other students, as he came in his pants.

"Well,"

"Did it work?"

"Did it give you an,"

"Amazing wet-dream?" The twins asked.

"What did you dream about?" Ron asked curiously.

"Yes. Yes. Not telling anyone ever... But if it is telling the truth, I might as well tell you I apparently like blokes." Harry tried to put a joke on it.

"Well, it IS possible." Fred started.

"But we'll need more tests." George finished.

"Anyone willing?" The twins asked in tandem, grinning mischieviously at the group before them.

Hands pushed forward at the chance to experiment with the seventh years latest creations.

~ ~ ~

Down in the dungeons, no one noticed a blond-haired Slytherin suddenly jerk awake and then trying to act cool as he walked to the bathroom to clean up the mess wondering how the hell THAT dream had happend. And what the hell it meant.

~ ~ ~

At dinner that night, Gryffindors slowly noticed how certain members of the school were looking weirdly at the students who had taken the Weasley's newest creation.

Understanding dawned on them as they noticed each student blush when catching the eye of certain other students.

The Weasley twins, smart as everyone else noticed as well and started recording information as to who was watching whom. Only then was it noticed that though Harry Potter was blushing, no one could figure out why or who was watching him. Until slowly people watched Harry Potter and Draco Malfoys gazes cross paths for a fraction of a second.

Explosions of talk and gossip about the two happened all over Gryffindor table and was quick to spread over all the tables until even the teachers knew Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had a wet-dream with each other.