Author Note: As always, I do not own these character or anything to with the Harry Potter Universe. I hope you enjoy it!
"Harry, you have a note." Hermione said as the trio walked in the eighth year common room.
Hermione picked it up and handed it to Harry.
Harry, curious, took it, opened the note and read it.
"What's it say, mate?" Ron asked, also curious.
"Meet me in the Room of Requirement at eight." Harry turned the paper, looking for a signature. "There's no name."
Hermione took the paper looking it over. Harry looked at the clock on the mantle. It was close to eight already.
"Tell us who it is, yeah?" Ron asked.
"Definitely."
Harry walked to the room, distracted of thoughts of who it could be. It was obviously a guy since everyone knew he was gay since he had came out after the war.
'But who else was gay?' He thought. 'Maybe Justin Fletch-Fletchy? He always has nice hair. Or maybe Theo Nott. He's always to his self. There could be a lot I don't know about him."
Harry walked past the wall of the room three times and the door appeared. Harry opened the door and walked in. It was dark.
"Lumos," Harry whispered, lighting his wand.
He moved his arm around, trying to find a wall, something.
"Hello," he called out.
"I overheard you liked lights," a low voice said.
"Malfoy?"
"Ready," Draco asked.
Harry heard a click and the room was brightened with a thousand fairy lights. Some white, some purple, pink, and blue. There were lights giving off shapes on the ceiling of snitches, lions, and other shapes.
"Wicked," Harry said, impressed, as he looked around.
"So you like it?" Malfoy asked, finally showing himself.
"Yeah! But Malfoy, why?"
He shrugged. "I guess it's like a thank you for saving my life; saving me from Azkaban."
"It was no trouble, really." Harry said still in awe.
"I also have cake."
"Cake?! I should save your life more often," Harry joked.
Harry stuck a piece of cake in his mouth. "Oh my god, this is good."
Draco smiled, watching Harry eat the cake.
"So, um." Draco stuttered, breaking the silence. "I was... I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go on a date sometime?"
Harry coughed, choking on the cake.
"Uhh,"Harry responded intelligently.
Draco felt the need to explain. "Well because we're not enemies anymore and I created the perfect-"
"Sure; I'd love to go on a date with you." Harry inturrupted.
Draco smiled, eyes lighting up.
Harry entered in the common room, smiling, on cloud 9.
"Who was it," Hermione asked as Harry walked to his room.
"Malfoy," he answered. "We're going on a date tomorrow."
And with that he disappeared upstairs leaving Ron and Hermione behind, mouth agape.