Itwasn’taquik,lightkisseither.HesukedHarry’slowerlipbetweenhisownandbitdowngently.HarrygaspedandthenMalfoy’stonguewasinhismouth,sweepingarosshisteethandtanglingwithhisown.Harrykissedbakbeforeheevenrealisedthatwaswhathewasdoing,moaningatthefeelofMalfoy’slipsmovingagainsthisown,attheslideofhishandsdownHarry’ssides,thelittlesatisfatoryhummingnoisehemadedeepinhisthroat.Merlin,ouldMalfoykiss.HarryfeltompletelybreathlessbythetimeMalfoymovedaway.HesmileddownatHarryandbrushedhisnosearossHarry’slightly.

“I’llgettheshowerwarmingup,shallI?”Heslitheredoutofbedandstalkedarosstheroom,ompletelyunashamedofhisnakedness,anddisappearedbehindanotherdoor.Harrysatupagainasheheardashowerstartingupontheothersideofthewall,andhegnedaroundtheunfamiliarroom.

“Whatthefuk,”hesaidoutloud,andthankfully,thistimehewasn’tinterrupted.Ofourse,thisalsomeantthathedidn’tgetanyanswerseither,andhewasstukinaroomhedidn’tknowwithaMalfoywhowasexpetingHarrytojoinhimintheshowerandeitherHarryhadhithisheadharderthanhethoughtortheentireworldhadgonemadwhilehe’dbeenunonsious.Hehadtogetoutofhere.Hehadto…Hermione.Yes,Hermionewouldknowwhatthefukwasgoingon,hejusthadtofindsomelothes…

Harrygotoutofbed,flushingbrightredasyetanothertwingeremindedhimofjustwhathisbodythoughthe’dbeenuptothenightbefore,andthenstopped,disoriented.Hehadnoideawherehislotheswere.Maybethere’dbesomethatwouldfitinthehestofdrawers?Hepulledoneopententatively,resolutelynotlookingatthephotoframessatteredarossthetop.HedeidednottothinkaboutwhyhisfavouriteonsTshirtwasfoldeduptoseveralpairsofjeansthatlookedlikethey’dfithimperfetly,justpulledoutapairandsrabbledarounduntilhe’dfoundsomeunderwearandsomesoksandthrewthemallon.

Hewasjustdroppingtohiskneestolookforsomeshoes—aha,theretheywere,shovedunderthebed—whenMalfoy’svoiefloatedoutfromthebathroom.“Ifyou’vegonebaktosleepinthere,Iwon’tbeheldresponsibleformyations.”

Harryfroze,onetraineronandoneoff.Hedidn’thavealuewhattosay.Hepulledontheothershoeandstoodup,walkinghesitantlyovertotheopendoor,asloseashedared.“Er,I’vejustremembered,I,er,needtotalktoHermioneaboutsomething,”healled.

“What?”

“Er,sorry?I’vegottogo.”Harryfoundhiswand,yingonthebedsidetable,andsnatheditup,disapparatingtoBrookCottagebeforethinkingaboutitanyfurther.IfhehadtobewithinshoutingdistaneofaverynakedMalfoyformuhlonger,Harrythoughthemightstartrying.

HarryfoundhimselfstandingontheporhofRonandHermione’sottagebeforeherememberedthattheywerestillontheirhoneymoonandwouldn’tbetheretohelphimanyway.Hewasjustabouttoapparatetohisft,whenthefrontdooropened.Harryslippedoffthetopstep,startled.

“Harry?Whatareyoudoinghere,mate?”

Harrywhimperedandthrewhimselfathisbestfriend.Hedidn’tarethatRonwasstillinhisdressinggownandpants,orthathewasprobablymakingarighttitoutofhimself;hewasjustsogdtoseehim.

“Er,okay,sure,”Ronsaid,pattingHarryonthebakawkwardly.“NotthatI’mnotpleasedtoseeyou,mate,butisthereareasonwe’rehuggingonmyfrontdoorstep?”

“You’rehere,”Harrymumbled,thenfrownedandstraightened.“Wait,whyareyouhere,you’remeanttobeonholiday.”

“Iam?That’snewstome,tobeho.”

Harryshookhishead.“Nevermind,you’reherenow,that’sallthatmatters.”HegrabbedafistfulofRon’sdressinggownandshookhimslightly.“Somethingreallyweirdisgoingon,Ron.Ifell,andthenIwokeup,andMalfoywasthere,andhekissedme,andeveryonewasnaked.Well,”heamended,“Ginnywasn’tnaked,butMalfoywas,andsowasI,andtherewastouhing,andkissing,anddidImentionthenakedness?”

Ron’seyeshadwidenedunderHarry’sbabbling,hiseyebrowsslowlyraisinguptowardshishairline.“Hermione!”Heyelled,andHarrybreathedasighofrelief,beauseHermionewouldfixeverything.“Harry’shere,Ithinkit’sfinallyhappened!”

AsRondraggedhimthroughthedoorandintothekithen,Harrywonderedifhistwobestfriendshadatuallytakenbetsonwhenhewouldfinallylosehismarbles.HeopenedhismouthtoauseRon,butstoppedshortatthesightofahighhairsittingtothesrubbedwoodentable.

“Whatisthat?”Harryasked,pointingatthehighhair.

Ronraisedaneyebrow.“Thatismyson.”HegredHarryintoahairandthensighed.“Irealiseyou’reprobablyabitonfusedrightnow,butthere’snoneedtoberude.”Ronmovedofftoputthekettleon,andHarrystaredwarilyatthelittleboysittinginthehighhair.Hehadpeinhisurlyredhairandalloverhisfingers,andwhenhegrinnedatHarryheouldseetheboyhadtwolittleteethonhisbottomjaw.

“Whydothesethingsalwayshappenwhenit’smyturntoliein?”

HarryturnedasHermioneappearedinthekithen,sleepmussedandyawning.HerhairwasshorterthanHarryremembereditbeingstweek,pulledbakintoalowponytail.Sheworeanextraringtohereandweddingrings,Harrynotedassheyawnedintoafist.Harryvaguelyrememberedsomethingaboutwizardingtraditionsandeternityringsgivenwhenafirsthildwasborn.Heturnedtolookattheinhabitantofthehighhairinshok.

“Whatisgoingon?”Harryburstout,startlingRonashereahedouttohisnewwifewithaupofoffee.

HermioneranaritialeyeoverhimasRonleanedupthespilleddrinkwithhiswand.

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