Skinny Dipping

“Get back here!” Harry hissed as he stumbled off after Draco, across the front lawn and down toward the great lake.Draco laughed, tipping his head back in his merriment and Harry couldn’t help but admire the way the moonlight gleamed against his shiny blonde hair. “Why don’t you make me, Professor Potter?” he called over his shoulder. “What are you going to do? Take away house points?”He laughed, too, he couldn’t help himself as he ran, trying to catch up to his absolutely insane partner. Draco slipped into the trees around the lake, continuing to run until they were a good distance away from the castle.Abruptly the other man stopped and turned to face Harry as he tugged his shirt off.“What are you doing?” Harry asked, his fingers already reaching for the other man.“I’m going to go for a swim,” he said with a grin.“In the Great Lake, in the middle of the night?” Harry yelped.“Yep,” Draco replied, popping the ‘p’ and making Harry want to grab him and kiss him. But Draco darted back again out of Harry’s reach, tossing his shirt and hitting Harry right in the face.