America Bound

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\"Ron, wake up!\"

\"Wha...\" Ron mumbled sleepily and winced as the curtains were pulled back. \"\'Er-my-nee?\" He asked, disoriented. A pillow hit him across the face and he cringed.

\"Get up! Everyone else is ready, we\'re going shopping, remember?\" Hermione stood with her hands on her hips. Ron groaned and turned over.

\"I don\'t wanna go,\" he whined. Hermione humphed and pulled off his covers, revealing his pajama clad body. He wore gold and red pants with quaffles on them. He sat up, his hair ruffled in a very cute manner. Hermione blushed and turned away.

\"You have to, Ron. You promised.\" Hermione spoke to the door.

\"No, *you* promised,\" Ron reminded her. She shrugged.

\"It doesn\'t matter, be ready in 10 minutes.\" Ron grumbled and Hermione left the room.

Ten minutes later, he was dressed and they had all apparated to New York City. Hermione was overloaded with excitement and she twittered about, naming random facts. Ron rolled his eyes at her and apologized to the rest, Blaise, Michael, Matt, and Alex, which earned him a slap on the arm.

Matt was a tall lean boy with very short dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Alex also had brown hair, but his eyes were a grey-lavender color. Matt was a swimmer and Alex was a keeper, so they both had respective body types.

The group went into a shop full of punk clothes. Michael eyed the racks appreciatively and picked out some clothes. Blaise followed him with his eyes and Alex nudged Matt. They both smirked as they watched Blaise watch Michael.

Soon everyone was trying on outfits. Michael came out wearing a black t-shirt and khaki shorts. Matt moved closer to him in the mirror. He dusted off Michael\'s shoulders and touched him more than was necessary. Blaise watched through narrowed eyes.

\"If I didn\'t have a boyfriend, I\'d so do you,\" Matt said casually to Michael. Michael grinned at him in the mirror. \"But you know, that Blaise seems to have his eye on you.\" Michael frowned and glanced at Blaise in the mirror. He was sitting with his arms folded, and when he saw that Michael was looking, he turned away to watch Alex fuss over Hermione.

\" \'Mione, You are so pretty, you need to show it off.\" Hermione blushed. Alex smiled and pulled out a black dress, lined with bright pink. \"If you want to impress him, try this on.\" Hermione looked at him in shock. He nodded and winked and pushed her into the dressing room.

She came out and she looked stunning. Ron\'s jaw dropped and nearly hit the floor. It was an knee-length dress, with a black silk halter/corset style top. The bottom poofed out slightly and there was a pink ribbon lining the bottom of the dress. Alex grinned, then handed her a pair of three inch heels. She slipped them on and it completed the look.

\"With a little make-up, you\'d look like a movie star!\" Alex cried. Hermione examined herself in the mirror.

\"You really think this is good?\" She asked doubtfully, turning to look at the back. Alex rolled his eyes.

\"Duh!\" He lowered his voice, \"Ron is totally checking you out.\" Hermione blushed again. Ron was indeed checking her out. His eyes took in her appearance. This was probably only the second time she\'d looked like a true girl, aside from the Yule Ball.

Matt watched in amusement as Alex messed with someone else\'s relationship. He always made special care the Alex didn\'t get his hands on Ryan, his boyfriend, god knows what would happen. Matt turned his attention to Blaise, who was looking sullen.

\"Hey Blaise, having fun?\" Blaise scowled at him. Matt wasn\'t affected though. He sat down in a chair next to him and continued talking. \"You know, Michael is pretty hot.\"

\"I guess so.\" Matt smiled.

\"You like him.\" Blaise looked at him, surprised and shocked. Matt laughed. \"Yeah, it was that obvious, except maybe to him.\"

\"Don\'t tell him.\"

\"Wouldn\'t dream of it, my lovely British friend.\" He flounced away, but not before he heard Blaise mutter something under his breath that sounded remarkably like, \"Bloody Americans.\"

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Harry woke the next morning. He stretched relaxedly and rolled over in his bed to see Draco still sleeping. He looked so peaceful in his sleep, almost like an angel. Harry got up quietly and got into the shower. He thought back to the night before, of Draco\'s perfect body and his gorgeous hair.

Harry felt himself getting hard. His hand slid down to grasp his throbbing cock. He moaned as he started to stroke. He stopped for a minute though to cast a quick silencing spell. The image of Draco pushing into him, his body gleaming with sweat was brought to Harry\'s mind. Harry stroked harder and faster and he started to pant. He couldn\'t take it much longer, and brought himself to a climax. He leaned against the side of the shower and allowed the hot water to wash away all traces.

When he got out, Draco was awake and dressed. Harry walked into the room wearing only a towel. His perfect muscles rippling with every step he took. It took all of Draco\'s restraint not to jump him. That wouldn\'t do.

Harry padded over to his dresser and pulled out one of the outfits they had bought the night before. He slipped on the dark blue jeans and a red sleeveless shirt. He had now developed a habit of playing and sucking on his new lip piercing. He would pull the red ball into his mouth with his tongue and let it slide out again (A/N: I can\'t explain this properly, but you know what I mean if you know people with lip rings). Draco found this incredibly sexy.

Trey chose that moment to stick his head in and call them to breakfast.

\"Wow, Harry! You look awesome! Come on, we have to go to breakfast.\" At Draco\'s disgruntled look, he added, \"And you look hot too, Draco.\" Harry smirked and Draco scowled.

They met Shawn in the common room and went down to breakfast. More than a few people stared at Harry as he walked past them. Many of them also murmured appreciatively about Draco as he passed. Trey laughed at the reactions. They sat down at the 7th year table, although not everyone there was a 7th year, Harry noted.

A girl with dark auburn hair and sparkling green eyes leaned forward as they sat down.

\"Hi, Shawn, Trey. Who are the new guys?\" She asked, flashing them a dazzling smile. \'If I was straight, I\'d be so into her,\' Harry thought. Little did he know, Draco was having the same thought. Shawn smiled easily, more easily than he had yesterday.

\"Hi Genevieve, This is Harry and Draco. Exchange students from Britain, Hogwarts.\" The girl smiled again and her eyes sparkled.

\"I\'m Genevieve,\" she introduced herself, \"and DON\'T call me Gen.\" She shuddered, and Harry laughed. She smiled at him.

\"Harry Potter, and my silent...uh...friend, I guess you could say...is Draco Malfoy.\" Draco gave him a scathing look and Genevieve raised her eyebrows. Trey rolled his eyes, a silent promise to tell her what he knew later.

\"Draco Malfoy,\" Draco held out a hand and Genevieve took it, still smiling a little.

\"I love your accents. They are so cute!\" Draco cringed. \"What?\" She asked him.

\"Malfoys are not cute.\" He stated firmly and even Harry laughed then.

\"Well, they are in America. What are you doing today?\" She asked them all. Trey shrugged and Shawn too. She rolled her eyes. \"Now you\'re hanging out with me.\" She told them all. Shawn shrugged his shoulders again. His attention was not on her, but on a dark haired, tanned boy down the table, who was talking to some people. Trey followed his eyesight and sighed and shook his head disparagingly.

Harry was confused and about to ask, when Genevieve jumped up, perhaps to distract Harry.

\"Let\'s go now,\" she said. They all stood up and walked out of the hall, many eyes watching their progress. The dark haired boy at the table didn\'t seem to notice their departure, but Harry could have sworn his eyes flickered to Shawn before they left.

They walked out onto the grounds. It was another gorgeous day on the California coast. The sun peeked through the foliage and lit the ground. They sat down under the same tree as the day before. They had been talking for a while when Genevieve asked a startling question.

\"What is with you two?\" She asked pointedly, looking from Harry to Draco. Harry was shocked and stared at her. He glanced at Draco. He didn\'t know what to say, did he tell her that they had hated each other for 6 years, or that he was secretly obsessed with the gorgeous blond, or pretend nothing was wrong? To his left, Draco was thinking along the same lines. Harry opted for the truth.

\"Er...We didn\'t used to get along very well,\" Draco gave him a look and Harry corrected himself, \"Okay, we still don\'t.\"

\"Why?\" Genevieve pressed, eager for information from the two quiet boys. Harry glanced at Draco again, but didn\'t reply. Draco sighed laboriously.

\"Because Saint Potter here, rejected my friendship in first year.\"

\"What!? Why?\" Trey asked.

\"His father was a death eater,\" Harry whined, and Draco cut in.

\"You didn\'t know that when you met me!\" His voice was in a biting tone. It stung a little as Harry realized that was true. Genevieve watched the interactions between the boys carefully.

\"You\'re right. Maybe we should start over...?\" Harry asked. Draco looked at him, silver eyes boring into emerald ones. Harry held out his hand. \"Hi, I\'m Harry Potter. It\'s nice to meet you.\"

Draco eyed his hand as though it was some sort of trick. Trey urged him to go ahead. He looked disdainful for a minute, before taking Harry\'s hand.

\"Draco Malfoy,\" he said pleasantly. Harry was focusing on his hand. He felt a spark travel through and he quickly let go, but not before Draco\'s thumb skimmed his hand. Shawn smiled a little as they pulled apart. Trey smirked at Genevieve.

Harry seemed to realize that they were all watching them. He cleared his throat and backed away. Draco appeared confused but hide it quickly.

\"That\'s so cool, guys!\" Trey grinned at them. Harry was still embarrassed, and quickly turned the attention to something else.

\"So, Trey, you said your boyfriend goes to Hawthorne?\" It worked, a smile lit up Trey\'s face.

\"Yeah, he only goes there because he lives in Vermont now. The schools are divided by where people live. We met in muggle school and got together last summer. He comes to visit me all the time. He used to live near me, but moved right before school started.\" Trey became sad.

\"What\'s his name?\" Harry asked.

\"Alex,\" Trey sighed. Something clicked in Harry\'s brain.

\"Wait, my friend Hermione said their guide\'s name was Alex.\" Trey shrugged.

\"There are lots of Alex\'s.\"

\"Does he know a guy named Matt?\" Harry asked. Trey thought for a moment.

\"His roommate might be Matt...\" Trey shrugged again. Harry made a mental note to ask Hermione.

\"Hey, Shawn,\" Draco started. Shawn looked taken aback at being addressed by him. \"What was that thing this morning with that hot guy at breakfast?\" Everyone gaped at Draco, who gave them a \'what?\' look.

Shawn scowled and sulked. Trey patted him bracingly on his leg.

\"That *guy* is Carson. He is the most popular guy in the school, and our poor Shawn here has a crush on him, but I don\'t think Carson knows he exists.\" Genevieve said hotly.

\"Thanks, Genevieve,\" Shawn said sarcastically.

\"Well, you weren\'t going to tell them!\" She shot back. He scowled again. \"They ought to know if they\'re going to hang out with us.\" Shawn sighed in a depressive manner. Trey patted his leg again.

\"I think he does notice you,\" Harry put in. They all looked at him in surprise. He blushed, and Draco felt his resolve slipping. \"This morning, I could have sworn he looked at you.\"

\"Harry, don\'t get his hopes up,\" Genevieve said softly. Harry shrugged but smiled at Shawn, who was looking at him curiously. Draco felt his heart lift, Shawn was obsessed with some other guy. He wasn\'t interested in Harry, that was good news, right?

By that time, it was lunch time, so they all got up and returned to the school. Lunch was a good meal, although Harry found some of the food not what he was used to. It was mainly sandwiches, no shepards pies, Harry\'s favorite. There was also French Fries, Hamburgers, Pizza, and a variety of other cultural food. Harry was surprised to find that the pizza was extremely tasty.

The boy, Carson, was again sitting a few seats away. Harry made a mental note to watch him. Throughout the entire lunch, he didn\'t give any sign of noticing the cute, shy boy along the way, but there again, when they stood to leave the table, his eyes darted in their direction, falling on Shawn. Harry smiled to himself, knowing he was right. He\'d just have to convince everyone else otherwise.


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A/N: Yes, characters are a bit OOC, but it\'s fun all the same! Don\'t forget to review, pretty please with a cherry on top!