Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Also, just to clear a few things up in response to reviews – Harry and Draco only vaguely know each other through their parents, who were friends before James and Lily decided to move to Australia. The Potter family have been back to visit the Malfoys once before, but both Harry and Draco were very young so there was no romance.
Chapter One: Just Another Fairytale
As Harry and his parents pulled up outside the house in the hire car, he felt a nervous tug of excitement. Would the tux fit? Or would he look like a fool in a tux originally meant for somebody else? He shelved his doubts and walked up the drive. James knocked on the wide oak doors, which were presently opened by a smiling Lucius Malfoy. Standing behind him were his lovely wife Narcissa and his even lovelier son Draco. Really. Draco was, if possible, even more beautiful than his mother, and he was damn proud of that fact.
Almost immediately, Draco pulled Harry aside. "Come try it on! I can just tell it is going to look so gorgeous on you!" He ran upstairs to his bedroom, with Harry following hesitantly behind him. When Harry reached the room, Draco was impatiently holding out an exquisite suit for him.
"Try it on!" he almost squealed. But Malfoys do not squeal. Ever. Well, almost never.
Draco's graduation ball was tonight, but his partner had suddenly become ill just a few days ago. Knowing Harry was arriving the morning of the ball, and also knowing that Harry was quite slim from the photos his parents had shown him recently, he was sure that Harry would fit into the hired tux. He had rung Harry at home in Australia asking him if he would come to the ball with him. Harry had accepted.
The tux, they soon discovered, fit perfectly, and Draco almost squealed yet again. He had to admit, Harry looked hot. Hotter than Blaise had, anyway, even in a tux meant for Blaise.
At 3:00, Draco disappeared to get ready, but Harry, being the man he is, left it until 5:00, as he knew they were leaving at 6:00. At five to six, Harry was waiting for Draco by the front door, wondering what Draco had done to himself that required a whole three hours of preparation.
Finally, Draco made his appearance at the top of the stairs, and Harry was quite suddenly rendered speechless. Draco looked amazing. Harry had no idea what exactly he had done, but every single thing about Draco was perfect.
Draco noticed Harry staring and smiled. In his opinion, Harry looked thoroughly shaggable standing there with his messy hair and his hands casually in his pockets.
Draco grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him towards the limo they had hired for the evening, as Lucius and Narcissa were extremely wealthy. Neither said anything as they continued to hold hands much longer than was necessary, before releasing their hold to get in the limo.