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Episode One: Moving In

20 Eighteen year old students gather at Hogsmead station. Dressed in muggle clothes.

~Train Ride~

Draco:

Harry:

Hermione:

Ron:

The eighth years begin to board the train. Ron goes to find Ernie, while Hermione goes to find Pansy, leaving Harry and Draco to find a compartment. They finally find one towards the back of the train and sit down.

"So, Draco, are you ready for the school year?" Harry asks.

"I guess, but... I don't know the first thing about being a muggle..." Draco says, looking at his feet.

"You can sure dress like one, and don't worry, I'll be there to help you!" Harry smiles.

"Alright, thanks Harry! Ummm... Do you think we could work on mat a little more?"

"Well, from what I can tell you are doing pretty good.., Maybe we can work on some French... I don't really pick up on things quickly like you do."

"Ummm... Alright..." Draco turns and pulls out a notebook and a pencil out of his backpack.

~Timeskip to them arriving at the train station brought to you by... umm... Bob... yeah, so...~

~~Harry's POV

The train comes to a stop, I pick up my bag, and walk off the train with Draco following behind me. We all crowd around our teacher waiting for further instructions.

"Okay! Now, everyone is going to be in different hotels, es Ms. Parkinson you have to stay with your partner! Anyway, when I call your  or your partners name please come up and get the location of your room, our luggage is already there, and the hotel has already been paid for, so don't worry!"

She started to call out names, slowly everyone started to leave.

"Malfoy!" Me and Draco walk over to her. 

平和と戦争の愛の龍 (Heiwa to sensō no ai no ryū    or    dragon of love peace and war)

(AN: I made up the Hotel name... it's not real, I think)

We look a the name and Draco looks at me, "I know where this is!"

"well, lead the way!" I smile following him.

~timeskip brought to you by Doragon!~

We walk into our hotel room, and to say it was amazing may be an understatement...

The Sitting Room

Draco's Room

Harry's Room

The kitchen

The bathroom

I honestly love the kitchen, even though I was forced to cook as a child I still love to bake and cook. Draco catches me admiring the kitchen. "Harry, what are you doing?"

"Looking at the kitchen..." I give him a 'duh' look.

"I know, but why?" he says sending me a playful glare.

"Because... I..." I look at the ground

"Spit it out!"

"I love to make food okay!"

"Really? Well, that explains why your crap at potions." he laughs.

"Huh?"

"Cooking you can experiment with ingredients, potions you have to use exact measurements!"

"Oh, okay..."

"Harry?" He looks over at me.

"Yeah?"

"How about we test out that cooking skill of yours with dinner? I'll even help!"

"Really?I don't think I'm that good at it..." I look at my feet.

"Who cares! I know nothing about cooking!"

"Okay fine! But, I need to know are you allergic to anything?"

"No, but I can't stand pork chops..."

"Alright! But I can cook it myself, it'll be a surprise!" I push him into the sitting room.

"Okay, I'll go into my room and put some stuff away!"

"I'll call you when it's done!'

About a hour or so later I finally finished. I had made Lemon-rosemary chicken with roasted vegetables and I have a cheese cake in the oven.

"Draco! Dinner's done!"I yell to him.

"Alright!" he yells from his room. He walks out, "Bloody hell, that smell amazing!"

I laugh, "Why do't you get that blonde ass over here and try it!"

Draco laughs and sits down at the table I hand him a plate of food then grab my own and sit across from him. Draco takes a bite, then looks at me.

He swallows. "Harry, this is amazing!"

"Really?"

"Yes! I've never had anything this good!"

I look down at my plate blushing, "T-thank you..."

~~Draco's POV

This is amazing! I can't believe he told me he couldn't cook!

"Harry, this is amazing!"

"Really?" he asks me in disbelief.

"Yes! I've never had anything this good!" Which is true, the house elves never cooked that good of food at the manor or at Hogwarts. While I believe a house elf can be helpful with somethings, I now think that cooking shouldn't be one of them.

Harry mumbles something I can't really hear and blushes. Aww cute! Wait! What am I thinking! Oh yeah... Duh! I'm gay! And now that I'm actually looking at him, he's pretty fucking hot! But anyways... 

Harry eats his meal a little faster than I do, I guess he's just used to the taste, while I slowly eat so I can get all the flavor. When we were finishing our meal, the oven timer goes off, and Harry gets up and walks into the kitchen. I can hear him pulling something out of the oven. About five minutes later he comes back into the sitting room, carrying two pieces of what looked like cheesecake.

"Harry... that looks amazing!"

"Thanks" he says, blushing again. We need to boost his confidence a little... Now to try this cheesecake!

AN: I hope you guys enjoyed, sorry for the wait!