Whoops...

Harry stormed down the corridor, a look of complete hatred contorting his features, an expression not commonly seen on the brunettes face.

"Bloody hell Harry! What happened?" Harry stopped in front of his red-headed friend with a huff, folding his arms across his chest.

"Bloody Malfoy, that's what happened." Ron's expression turned into one of sympathy as Harry fumed silently.

"What did that slimy git do now?" Harry groaned.

"It's been raining all day-"

"I thought you liked the rain?"

"I do, shut up." Ron snapped his jaw shut. "It's been raining all day and, I know we're not supposed to go outside when it's raining because they don't want us to get ill, but I love the rain and I wanted to go out. So I went to the door and I was just about to leave when bloody Malfoy went and told Snape I was about to leave the premises!"

"Harsh."

"I'm not finished. After potions I managed to sneak around Snape and get to the door on the other side of the school when, what do you know, Malfoy and his gang of snakes were standing around the door, arms folded and all bloody smirking at me, calling me stupid things like Pot head, blocking the door. Seriously! Pot Head! Could they not think of something even remotely original?" He sighed and continued walking down the corridor, gesturing for Ron to follow him.

"He's an idiot."

"Honestly! I just want to go outside!" A sudden rumble of thunder echoed down the corridor, causing some Hufflepuff first years to yelp. "Oh great! Now it's turned into a thunder storm! I love thunder!"

"Okay you're my best mate and all, but that is a bit weird." Harry glared at Ron, who raised his hands in the air in surrender. "Just saying."

Harry sighed and walked over to the nearest window, Ron trailing behind, wondering where Hermione was. "I need to get outside, screw Malfoy."

"What about the cloak?" Ron shrugged and stared at the miserable, grey view from out of the thick glass.

"Brilliant!" The dark haired boy grinned and practically skipped down the hall to the Gryffindor common room. Ron rolled his eyes and walked in the opposite direction to the library. Hopefully Hermione would be in there to help him with... whatever homework assignment he could make up to spend time with her.

Draco was stood right in the middle of the doorway. Stupid git.

Harry walked forward slowly, trying not to breathe or make any unnecessary noise.

When he was standing directly in front of Malfoy he stopped, realising this was the closest he'd ever got to the blond without fearing for his life. He could hex him right now and Malfoy wouldn't see it coming.

Harry tilted his head to the side, considering this for a moment, before shaking his head. No matter how much Malfoy had pissed him off for not allowing him his rain, he was a Gryffindor, not a Slytherin and he was not going to resort to violence.

However, opening the door without Malfoy noticing might be a bit of a problem.

Then again, his face when the door magically opens on its own could be fun. Harry grinned before sidling around the fair-haired Slytherin and pushing the door open, quickly running through it so he was a fair distance away, relishing the cold water gushing over his body.

Draco whipped his wand out from under his cape and turned around on the spot, staring wide-eyed out of the door.

He took a timid step out of the door, arm outstretched and wand pointed in the direction of a tree, rather a long way from where Harry was standing.

As soon as the ice-cold liquid fell from the sky and onto the blond he shivered and jumped back into the shelter. Harry laughed out loud, Malfoy hated the rain. Of course he did, they were opposites in every other way.

Well, he could have some fun with this new found information. Harry pulled off the invisibility cloak and yelled at the top of his voice.

"OI FERRET! OVER HERE!" Malfoy snapped his head towards the sound of Harry's voice and glared.

"Get back inside Potter else I'll get Professor Snape." Harry grinned.

"Come and get me, unless you're too scared." Draco narrowed his eyes further and stormed out of the building.

As soon as he was a few steps into the rain, Harry shoved on his cloak and ran over to the door, leaving Draco to glance around nervously for the invisible boy.

A slam sounded from behind him, making him jump.

"Whoops." He turned around to see the now visible Harry leaning casually against the closed door, soaked through to the bone.

Draco shivered involuntarily and ran towards the door, hating the feeling of the ice cold droplets travelling down his neck. "Open the damn door now Potter!" He stopped a few centimetres in front of Harry, who was stood in front of the handle.

"Or what? You'll drip on me?" Draco wiped the hanging droplets off the end of his nose furiously, before pulling out his wand and holding it up towards Harry.

"Now, If you don't- Hey!" Harry snatched the wand out of his hand and threw it across the field.

"Malfoy, you really need to defend yourself better, I shouldn't be able to just grab your wand like that."

Draco glared at him again before turning around and scanning the grounds for his wand. Deciding that Malfoy would have to stay out in the rain for at least a little while longer, Harry moved away from the door and smiled up to the sky, relishing the smooth feeling of the rain sliding over his forehead and down over his cheeks.

"What in the name of Merlin, are you doing Potter?" Harry stopped for a moment, before looking over to where Malfoy had stopped looking for his wand and was staring at Harry, one eyebrow raised.

"What? I love the rain." Draco snorted before shaking his head.

"You really are an idiot Pothead." Harry rolled his eyes before jumping childishly into a puddle, spraying mud all the way up his robes. Whoops.

"Found your wand yet Malfoy?" Draco just growled from where he was bent over, glaring at the grass. Harry chuckled. "You know, you're a bloody boring git."

"Just because I'm not a reckless irresponsible Gryffindor, does not mean I am boring. I just don't like the rain." He shuddered again and folded his arms across his chest in an attempt to keep warm, his teeth chattering slightly.

"Wuss."

"Prat." Harry smirked before walking over to Malfoy.

"You know, we could share body heat... that would keep you warm." He couldn't stop the smile spreading across his face as Draco's expression morphed into shock.

"You're not serious!" Harry wasn't serious, but Draco did pull the funniest faces.

"Oh I am deadly serious." He took a step closer to Malfoy, who, in response, took two steps back. "Oh come on Malfoy. Draco." Harry watched as Malfoy's jaw dropped wide open due to Harry using his first name.

"What the hell has gotten into you Potter?" Draco was still shivering, half from the cold, half from fear as Harry Potter moved towards him, a seductive glitter in his eye.

"You're so cold Draco, let me heat you up." He took two long strides forwards before encasing the boy with his arms, holding him so tight Draco could barely breathe let alone fight his way out.

He began rubbing circles on the blonds' back, smirking the whole time as Draco froze in his position. It was no secret to Hogwarts that Harry favoured males over females so Draco was probably expecting to be jumped.

"Are you getting warmer Draco?" There was no response so Harry pulled away slightly, enough to look Malfoy in the face.

The blond's eyes were as wide a saucers and he was staring at Harry as if he had eighteen heads and was wearing a snake as a feather boa. He kept blinking as to avoid getting rain water in his eyes; either that or he was fluttering his eyelashes, very unsuccessfully.

"No? Maybe your lips are cold." Draco's mouth dropped open in shock at Harry's blatant suggestion, seemingly losing all capability of forming a sentence. "Am I right?"

Again, no response. "I think I am, they're very blue. Licking them helps you know." Harry licked his own lips as an example, watching as the blonds gaze lowered to his mouth. "See, I bet they're not as blue. Am I right?"

Draco stayed silent, staring at Harry's lips. "Oh for Merlin's sake Draco, say something!"

"What do you expect me to say Potter?" Harry frowned for a moment, watching Draco.

He hadn't planned on doing anything like this. He just wanted Malfoy to get wet, to pay him back for not letting him outside, but this? This was taking it too far.

"I'm sorry," He let go of Draco, dropping his arms to the side and taking a step back, only to be quickly hugged again. "What?"

"It's bloody freezing." The statement was murmured into his robes but he grinned anyway, wrapping his arms back around the blond. He wasn't sure what it was, but he suddenly felt that a wet Draco was much more likable than a dry Draco.

"You still didn't answer my question." Draco looked up briefly, his nose and ears bright red. "I asked you whether your lips were cold."

The Slytherin nodded twice before smirking. "But don't worry yourself, I just found my wand." He suddenly let go of Harry and dropped to the floor, picking up the abandoned wand that had been sitting by their feet the entire time.

"How long have you known it was there?" Harry frowned as Malfoy stood up and slipped it into his robes.

"Since you tried to jump me, but I was too shocked to pick it up." Malfoy grinned and turned on his heel, ready to leave before being pulled back into an embrace. "Potter, if you let go of me now then I won't tell Snape you were outside."

Harry grinned as he put his hand inside Draco's robes, wrapping one arm around his waist. "But you still need to find your wand."

"Potter I have my-" He stopped as Harry pulled out the wand from inside Draco's robes and threw it behind him.

"Whoops.

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