That had also been a bit much. Before Harry knew of it, the girl had come and gone, and hadn't he seen Draco physically interact with her, Harry might have believe she was proof of the fact that he was already asleep and dreaming. Immobilised by the surprise, it took him a few moments before he reacted, and by the time he scoffed a small grin, they had already left.<br/><br/>_____________________________________<br/><br/>Harry was positively sure that it couldn't be much later than 9 am despite the fact that he still hadn't looked at a clock; it was as if his body was unable to treat itself the luxury of spending a morning in bed. Still slightly disoriented by the night and his lack of glasses, Harry made his way out to the shared washroom wearing nothing but a pair of loose fitting running shorts.<br/>He gave the washroom door a push with his shoulder, not looking inside as quickly as he ought to have; when he turned around to see a - slightly blurry, but most definitely real - naked silhuet getting out of the shower.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Shit</span>, man I - I'm sorry," Harry blurted out, flustered by the whole thing, and he quickly turned to leave the bathroom.<br/>"Oh, hey, Potter, I didn't know you had moved here - no worries man, there's nothing here you haven't seen," the man grinned, and upon hearing his voice, Harry quickly realised that it wasn't Draco as Harry had first assumed, but instead his equally blond teammate, Chad.