Harry's POV

I had taken a leisurely shower this morning. The light boy was still sleeping when I slowly went to the bathroom. I know I know his name now, I just prefer light one. He looked peaceful while he sleeps, kind of like an angel. I smiled as I wandered into the bathroom. Resisting the urge to sing, I began my shower. The water was warm as I felt it soothing my skin. My blood felt like it was humming. God I love water.

I had left my uniform on my bed on purpose. Now I would have to go into our room with just a towel on. I didn't grow up with my dad and papa and not learn a few mischievous tendencies. Winding up this particular mer was going to be fun. I wonder what dad knows about the family. I'll have to ask him in a letter.

I could hear him start to stir. Ha. Showtime. I shut off the water as I got out and wrapped a towel low on my hips. I had just opened the door when he shot past me, not even looking up. His cheeks were burning red and his hair was all messy, it looked as if he had been running his hands through it madly. I chuckled as he shut the door. I heard him growl lightly to himself. How amusing. I began dressing.

I was almost dressed, the only thing not on was my shirt. I was gazing at my dark shin, smiling at its slight shine when the door flew open and in flounced Pansy.

'Draco Malfoy you have two minutes to… Oh sorry Harry dear, didn't see you there.' She came in shouting but towards the end it turned into a leer as she stared at my skin. I saw her lick her lips unconsciously and I chuckled.

She blushed as I replied, 'Of course Miss Parkinson'.

I could faintly hear a snort behind the bathroom door and grinned. I pointed to the door as I began to button up my shirt. Pansy hammered on the door.

'Two minutes before I drag you out Dray, You can not spend that much time on your silly hair!' I began to laugh as she smirked at me and waited.

A few seconds later the door opened with a dramatic flair and the light one pranced into the room. 'Alright alright I'm here.' He grumbled as he grabbed his school bag and stormed down the stairs.

As we left the portrait hole, a little way behind Draco, Pansy smiled slightly and said, 'Honestly I don't know who's more dramatic, him or his godfather' we both began to laugh .

'Definitely him,' Blaise said as he joined us and we all laughed. Draco threw himself down on the bench at the table and we could all hear him still grumbling to himself. I had sat opposite him, so I could get a good look at him. Blaise took the seat next to me and Pansy sat by him. He took an apple and violently bit into it, scowling as the juice ran down his fingers. As we all ate quietly, the only noise was from Draco when he slammed his goblet down and grumbled to himself. Nearing the end of breakfast I caught Pansy and Blaise looking at him concerned. Then they looked at each other and it was like a silent conversation went on that I wasn't privy to. Suddenly Blaise lifted his wand a fraction and cast a spell I did not hear around the four of us. I felt more than saw the magical force around us. Then I noticed Pansy had turned fully to face Draco and began to move her fingers down his wonderful mark. Draco closed his eyes and breathed in deeply as she gently traced it, all the while shushing his grumblings. Interesting. I saw the boy visibly relax and unclench. He leaned into Pansy's fingers and began to softly hum. Something in my body told me I needed to hear more of that hum and I was itching to be the one that caused it. No Harry. Don't be so silly. Try being friends first.

Draco sighed and opened his eyes, nodded minutely at Blaise and finished his breakfast a lot calmer. Blaise flicked his wrist and the feeling of magic disappeared. People threw us curious glances and we ignored them. I had lost my appetite slightly so just ate a few nuts. It's a good job the elves had been notified of my diet before I came here.

'Come on we have potions first,' Draco said. I hope I enjoy their version of potions. I love brewing with papa. We all set off eagerly, ready for the first potions class this year.