A/N Alright people I'm telling you right now that this is SLASH so if you don't like it then don't read it and if for some reason you read it anyway then don't leave me a review saying its gross because I warned you that it was slash and told you not to read it if you don't like slash, k? k. I know this warning wasn't here before but then I got a review saying this story is gross, which I understand because I used to think it was gross too (but then I realized that slash is addicting), and I realized I should put a warning up or something. Even though my summary has one. Whatever. Here's the story.

Quidditch Showers

Harry shut his locker and turned to see Ron grinning at him. He grinned back

"Nice game Harry! We kicked Slytherin's arse!"

"I know, Draco's not gonna talk to us for ages." Harry's grin widened.

He and his Slytherin rival had finally became friends when Draco was forced to stay at Grimmauld Place with Harry and his friends for safe refuge over the summer. His father had decided that he and Voldemort no longer had the same goal and caught on to the fact that he was an insane madman who wanted to take over the world. Draco had held this opinion since he was a little boy so he had no problem with this. What he did have a problem with was staying for an entire summer with the Boy-Who-Wont-Die.

After over a month of a tense, hostile atmosphere, the teens called a truce and then realized they had more in common than they thought. Hermione, Ron, and Harry became slow friends with Draco, and Draco and Harry became very close after Draco found out that the boy's family had neglected him and not pampered him for the first 11 years of his life as he had thought.

Blaise and Pansy came over for a visit once too, and their fathers had come to the same decision, although they refused to go into hiding like Draco's father had. After all, they hadn't been Voldemort's right hand man for years, and they weren't in as much danger. Hermione and Blaise hit it off right away and had been going out since the beginning of the year, and though Ron and Pansy were to shy to admit it, there was a blooming attraction there too.

With their friends so preoccupied with each other, although not by any means ignoring them, Draco and Harry spent a lot of time alone together. Two months into the school year, the two found out they were bi, and immediately told their friends who supported them fully. Sexuality wasn't as big of an issue in the wizarding world anyway. No one had yet caught the eye of the two most powerful and hottest boys in school yet though, according to them. Now, four months into the school year, Harry and Draco were having a friendly competition to see who could catch the snitch more times that year. So far it was 2-3 with Harry in the lead. Harry couldn't wait to rub it in Draco's face.

"Well mate I gotta go meet Pansy by the library. She insists on me studying for at least an hour for that Potions test" Ron made a face, then clapped Harry on the shoulder. "See you later?"

Harry nodded and went to the showers. "See ya. And try to get some actually studying in, mate. Don't spend too much time staring."

"At what?"

"Pansy." Harry replied with a snicker. Turning on the shower so Ron wouldn't have time to tell him off. He heard the locker room door shut and sighed. Alone at last. He let the steam fill the large shower room. This year they were sharing the showers with Slytherin's Quidditch team, but Harry preferred to take his showers alone. Curiously, Draco hadn't even come in yet, but the rest of both teams had left already. There weren't that many problems with the two houses this year since their main leaders had become best friends with each other. Dumbledore couldn't be happier with the amount of house unity this year.

He grabbed his shampoo and was about to lather up when he heard the door open and shut. Curious, he peeked out of the shower to see Draco getting ready for his shower.

"Hey Malfoy!"

Draco jumped, then spun around to see Harry's head poking around the corner. He smirked. "Hey Potter. What's up?"

"Oh nothing. Just celebrating my victory." He said with a smirk to rival Draco's.

"You wait Potter. I'm gonna get you next match."

"Yeah yeah that's what they always say."

Draco smiled at their teasing and stepped into the shower. He couldn't help but notice how good Harry looked with soap in his black hair and his naked body shining with steam and hot water. The boy had definitely become better looking over the summer. He was just the right amount of muscles with a deep tan. And his eyes…with his eyes magically corrected, Harry didn't wear glasses anymore, and his emerald green eyes shone. He jerked out of his trance when Harry turned around and tossed him the shampoo. He caught it with his Quidditch reflexes and said thanks.

Secretly the reason why he wasn't dating was because he had developed a crush on his best friend. Turning around he massaged his head with the shampoo Harry always let him borrow down in the showers. He loved the smell, it reminded him of Harry. He didn't want to tell Harry of his feeling because although they were friends and not enemies anymore, and he knew Harry was bi, he didn't want Harry to reject him and thus ruin their friendship. So he pushed his thoughts of Harry to the back of his mind and continued to shower in a comfortable silence with Harry. What he didn't notice was Harry turning around under his own shower nozzle.

Harry turned to look at Draco showering with his back to him. He had harbored a secret crush on his best friend since a month after they became friends. He had never seen anyone as hot as Draco, with his no longer pale skin. He had gotten a light tan over the summer, after one horrible ordeal which involved Draco staying in bed red as a lobster for a week from not wearing suntan lotion when they went swimming. Of course Draco was still slightly pale but it looked good with his silver blond hair that he no longer wore slicked back. It was cut short with long bangs, much like Harry's was. It wasn't too short and not too long, just reaching past his ears. Harry's favorite part of Draco wasn't, surprisingly, his lean, muscled body, but his silver-blue eyes. He had gotten lost in them on more than one occasion. He could never tell Draco how he felt though. It would ruin their friendship.

The two boys finished their showers and grabbed their Quidditch bags, got dressed, and went up to dinner at the Great Hall.

That night Harry collapsed into bed, thoughts of Draco whirling in his head. Shit Harry thought as he realized he was getting a slight erection. But the thoughts of Draco in the shower wouldn't go away, and he found himself with a growing problem. He gave up and slid his hands into his black boxers to run his hand up and down his shaft. He moaned quietly and then placed a quick Silencio on the curtains of his four-poster bed. Reaching his other hand down to join the other one, he played with his balls with one hand while rubbing his painfully hard cock with the other. He began pumping slowly, and then pumped harder and faster as he imagined Draco's pink, soft lips and long legs. He came with a loud groan when he imagined Draco's silver eyes looking up at him from between his legs with his mouth on Harry's erection. Sighing, Harry cast a cleaning charm and rolled over, falling asleep almost immediately. He didn't know that down in the Slytherin dorms a boy with those exact eyes was wanking to the thought of a certain green-eyed boy.

A/N Ok so this is a oneshot right now but if people liked it I might do another chapter or two where Harry and Draco actually get together and maybe a sex scene if people want it.