Hello! I did another Harry Potter... but this time out of joy. Thank you Yuko, for putting me through this! ;P Two-shot. Maybe three?

I closed the door quietly behind me and set out for the long grass just on the edge of the yard. I heard the door ajar slightly and knew that someone had followed me. But I didn't turn around. I couldn't. I had no choice but to keep going, to find a horcrux, to meet with him.

"Harry."

So it was Ron.

"Out for a stroll, are we?"

I sighed. He wasn't going to let me go. He would be here any minute and Ron would see him. "No one else is going to die for me."

He grunted and moved closer to me. I was slowly edging towards the tall grass, hoping he would turn around and go back into the Burrow. "You think Mad Eye died for you?" Of course not.

"Looking at the situation-"

"You may be the Chosen One but this is much bigger than that," Ron interrupted.

"Harry!" And here he came. He just had to arrive right on queue. I looked at my watch. Not a minute late or too soon. Good ole Malfoy.

His blonde, slicked back hair poked its way through the tall grass. "Are you ready?" He asked.

Frustrated, I blew out lungs full of air. "No, Ron is-"

"What the hell is Malfoy doing here?" Ron interrupted…again.

"Go back inside, Ron!" I yelled. Enough with being quiet, there was no point now. "I'm leaving…with Malfoy. Go back inside and don't look for me."

He temporarily forgot about Draco and focused his attention on me. "What about the wedding? Hermoine and me? Are you just going to leave us?" He refocused on the blonde. "And go with him?"

I smirked. "The wedding… no matter who it is, Ron, is not important to me. But finding the horcruxes is."

He took a breath and calmed himself. "You cannot leave the Burrow. You will only be making you-know-who's job easier." Ron eyed Draco with malice. "I don't know the story between you two gits but you can bring him in. He stays away from my family. I'm waking everyone up."

His red hair swished with the turning of his head, and he made his way back to the front door. Draco walked closer to me, hesitantly but with purpose. "I suppose this means our plan is ruined?"

I nodded and turned towards him. "Were you followed? Do they know you left? Are you okay? What has he done-"

"I'm fine, love." He kissed my forehead and I leaned into the touch. "What happened to secrecy?"

I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his waist. I squeezed and buried my face in his chest. "I'm sorry. You'll have to go back. I thought I could, but he heard me leave."

Draco laced his fingers on the small of my back, resting his chin on my head. "I know. It's not your fault. We thought this might happen which is why I had to sneak around, remember?"

I nodded. We had planned to sneak away together, to find the horcruxes with each other. I was to sneak away from the Burrow before they had a chance to find out my plan and Draco was to fade from his home, hopefully without his father or Voldemort finding out. He had succeeded and Harry Potter had failed. Not what was expected.

"The opposite of our anticipated outcome," Draco said. He brushed his lips across my scalp and I shivered.

"Lets go. I think we've kept them waiting long enough." Our lips met in a short, heated kiss, and I took his hand, leading him to the Burrow's door.

The living room was lit, everyone downstairs. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Bill, Fleur, Fred and George, Remus, Tonks, and Hermoine and Ron of course. All eyes were on us as we walked through the door, hand in hand. Ron's face lit with anger, the color of his hair paling in comparison.

"And so we see the true Harry Potter," Tonks stated. She smirked and looked over to Remus, who was fuming at the ears. She rolled her eyes and knocked him with her elbow.

"Harry, you and… you guys are… when?" Ginny had tears in her eyes. She was hugging her mother while she sat on the couch. I knew this would bite me in the bum one day.

"Blimey, Harry-" Fred started.

"You're gay!" George finished.

I retaliated. "So what if I am?"

George laughed. "No problem, mate. Saying the obvious, was all."

Ginny wailed. I winced. Draco grabbed my other hand and held them from behind, placing me in front of him. I felt his thumbs rubbing soft circles on my palms and I calmed. "Draco and I… we have…"

"Since Diggory died," Draco replied for me.

Hermoine seemed to be digging through her thoughts. "But that was before Dumbledore died, and before you suspected him as a Death Eater, before he ran off with them… before…everything."

I nodded and gripped Draco tighter. "Yes. We went…on a break." I looked at him and I could feel my eyes watering. I'm so sorry, I mouthed. I cast that stupid curse, the Sectum Sempra, and almost killed him. "But, after Dumbledore died, when he couldn't do it, I knew he didn't want to do what he was doing. When he followed Snape, he turned towards me, and his eyes… They were the same, but filled with fear and regret. But I knew, or at least thought I knew, that we couldn't…be."

His body pushed against mine from behind and his hands wrapped around me, linking right under my chest. "After that, I knew I had to get in touch with him somehow. I couldn't owl him, and since he lives in this world, he wouldn't have muggle contraptions to work with." I smiled when I felt the vibrations of his chuckling on my back.

"Then how did you? Keep in touch, I mean." Fleur smiled. She was sitting on the arm of the couch, holding hands with Bill, who was standing next to her.

"We dreamed." I turned to Hermoine. "Have you heard of the spell desiderium somnium?

"No… I haven't." She seemed miffed and I smiled at her.

"Desire Dreams," I told her. "When you and the other whom you are thinking about are under that spell at the same time, you can communicate through your dreams."

"Uh huh… And how do you know when to cast it?" Fred asked. He and George were both standing next to the fireplace.

"How did you guys get together the first time?" George questioned.

Draco lifted his head and spoke. "At first… I knew that I had to talk to him. I owled him with my mothers owl because I knew I wasn't being monitored yet. If I wanted to tell him the truth, I had to as soon as possible. So I wrote the spell down, the time I was going to sleep that night, and…"

"I got it, though I was overwhelmingly suspicious. But, after Luna took a look at it, she said that it was safe. I did it. And I don't regret it at all."

"If you did I don't know what I'd do." Draco kissed the back of my head.

Mrs. Weasley was watching us with a hint of disgust in her eyes. I wasn't sure for which reason. That I hurt her daughter or that I was homosexual. "What do you plan to do now?" she hissed. I sighed.

"Draco must go back. We were planning on running but if they notice he is missing then the first spot they will look is here." He released me and I turned around, ignoring all of the eyes on me. "I love you," I told him. He pulled me into his arms and I wrapped mine around his neck.

"I love you too." He nuzzled into my neck and I shivered.

"Must you leave now?" Arthur asked. His wife whipped her head at his question. Mr. Weasley shook his head at her. "Harry is our son too, Molly. We want him to be happy, and he is with Mal- Draco at his side."

And there you have it! Working on part two :) Now I must get back to my Criminal Minds :D