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Chapter 6

"I so beat you," Harry laughed, covered from head to toe in mud. Today was one of the best days he'd had in months. He couldn't stop smiling or laughing with Draco. Once one got past his snotty front and his dry sense of humor, he was actually a lot of fun. More so than Ron and Hermione had ever been.

The entire time on the quidditch field Harry had enjoyed himself. They spent the entire afternoon away chasing the snitch, and each other.

He had never known the sneaky, snarky blonde to ever get dirty. If he recalled correctly, the mouthy Slytherin despised it. However, looking at Draco now, Harry would think he was a completely different person.

Draco's platinum hair was streaked with drying mud. A good portion of his clothes and face were covered in the drying substance, and yet, the smile was still on his face.

Harry couldn't ever remembering his former rival smiling, yet there it was. Plastered on his face as it had been all day. That alone made Harry smile.

"You only won because I slipped Potter," Draco teased pushing at his shoulder, putting his broom into his other hand. " I call a rematch. Tomorrow afternoon. Loser does the other's potions essay."

"Sure, I'll just have to beat you again, because I don't want to do my essay and then have to do yours as well. Besides the fact that I am a complete wanker in potions. Snape hates me too… That doesn't help." The dark-haired boy laughed. He hoped Draco would understand he was just teasing. He knew the boy was close to their potion master. He wasn't sure how close, but it was close enough.

Draco shrugged, "To be honest, Severus is… well, less than social. You make him mad because of your status. I mean, he has been less irritating since the war ended. Not your fault though. He just has bad memories of your father. One day he will grow up," Draco chuckled softly.

An understanding silence fell between them, and it was nice. Harry liked that his friendship had come so easily with Draco. He needed someone to count on and, just maybe, the blonde was cut out for the job.

"Hey, Harry. I was thinking, do you want to come spend tonight in my dorm? I mean we can play chess and just talk and stuff. Hang out. It's the weekend so we don't have to worry about being up for class…"

"Are you inviting me to a sleep over?" Harry laughed, nudging his arm. Harry had never been to a sleep over. Sure, he stayed at Ron's house, but he was like family. The rest of his friends were in Gryffindor and they already all slept in the same room.

"Yes, I guess I am, aren't I?" Draco opened the door, allowing Harry to go inside first. He watched him walk in, grinning. Harry was something else.

"Yeah! That would be awesome. I just have to get my stuff and wash all this mud off. I'll meet you down there in twenty minutes, okay? It shouldn't take any longer than that." Harry said, stopping to look at his newfound friend.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the door. I am sure you know where it is," Draco smirked.

"I might have visited… but that's another story." Harry let out a slight chuckle at the blonde's curious gaze.

Draco and Harry said their quick goodbyes, heading in opposite directions. Both boys were extremely eager to get the night started.

Harry ran up to his dorm room, showered quickly then proceeded to grab a pair of his sleep pants and clothes for tomorrow. He grabbed his toothbrush and a deck of muggle playing cards. He looked around the room, wondering what else seemed logical to bring to a sleep over.

"Harry, mate! Where are you off to?" Ron peeked his head into the room, watching Harry pack. Harry never went anywhere. He never did anything for that matter.

"I'm going to go stay with Draco for the night. He invited me to stay. I have no plans, so I agreed." Harry said easily, with a shrug as if it was something that simple.

"Malfoy?" Ron spat. "What the hell is wrong with you? First you eat breakfast with him and now your spending the night at his dorm. He is a traitor. Remember, he hates us, Harry."

"Like it's any of your business, but I'm friends with him. He probably does still hate you, but we get along nicely. He's not his father Ron."

"What has gotten into you? We hate him! He's a damn git and good for nothing. He probably will stab you in the back. He's luring you away from your true friends."

Harry spun around and shoved Ron. "Shut it! Shut it! What do you know Ron? You are so busy sucking face with Hermione to notice anything! When was the last time you gave me the time of day? Huh? Do you know anything that is happening in my life? Do you?"

Ron just stared at him in shock.

"That's what I thought. Now, if you'll excuse me. My friend is waiting." Harry placed his bag over his shoulder, ready to go enjoy a stress free night.

"Harry if...if you go and see him...We...we can't be friends anymore," Ron said smugly, almost as if he knew this was a battle he was certain to win.

Harry studied him for a second and nodded his head. "Fine. I understand." Harry brushed past him. "Then, we're not friends anymore." Harry hurried down the stairs and out of the common room.

He couldn't believe Ron had sunk that low. How dare he? How could he try and use their dead friendship as leverage?

He walked at a fast pace and met Draco at the Slytherin door. It was a relief to see the blonde. He knew that Draco wouldn't ever do what Ron said. He knew Draco was a misunderstood person, forced into a life he hadn't wanted to follow. He knew all about that and could relate. Ron just couldn't see the real Draco Malfoy.

"Harry, what's wrong? Are you okay?" The Slytherin asked looking at the Gryffindor's distraught face.

"Yeah. Ron was just being a git. What else is new?" He shrugged.

Draco rolled his eyes, understanding passing across his normally masked face. "Come on. I have a surprise for you." Draco dragged him inside, through the common room and straight to his room. "Sit and close your eyes. You are going to love this!"

"Will it hurt?" Harry asked nervously. Harry could handle pain, but that didn't mean he want to be in pain.

"Not at all. It will be done and over with before you know it. Wizards honor." Draco smiled and opened his hand to take back the belly ring. It was silver with a green emerald on top and a dangling dragon on the bottom. It was perfect for Harry.

"Okay. Are you sure I'll look okay with it done? I mean, I don't want to look goofy." His brows furrowed in worry. Sure, Draco's looked amazing with his smooth pale stomach. Harry was built a little differently, and he worried it would clash on him.

"Trust me. It will be hot. I'll count to three, use the needle, and then put the ring through.

Okay?" Draco sat down, placing a hand on the tanned chest before him. He used a bit of pressure, forcing Harry to lay down.

"All right. I'm trusting you." Harry closed his eyes and tried to relax his body. He had his shirt off, and he felt Draco rub something cold onto the small area he planned to pierce. He couldn't believe he was allowing Draco to even do this. Draco had assured him it would look amazing.

He felt crazy for agreeing. At first, Harry had thought he was joking. Then, he saw the belly button ring and fell in love with it. Now, here he was, waiting for the undeniable pain that was surely to…

"All done." Draco said, interrupting his thoughts.

"Done? How can you be done? I didn't even feel it." Harry sat up and looked down at the small piece of metal and smiled gently. " I like it," he declared easily. Sure, it was stinging a little and the area was slightly red, but it felt worth it.

"Stand up. Go check it out," Draco encouraged. He was pleased that Harry liked it, he had hoped he would. He wasn't sure how much convincing it would have taken, but he was willing to use the entire night.

Draco watched Harry jump up and run over to his full-length mirror. He stroked the area around it, turning slightly.

Draco loved when Harry's entire face lit up like that. It made him feel warm and right.

"I really love it, Draco. Thank you. It is absolutely perfect."

"Now, maybe we can pierce your nipple?" Draco tilted his head as if contemplating the option.

"Don't push it, Malfoy."

Author Note: Yay! Boys with navel piercing…. Who needs more in life. Please Review!