"Why do I have to dress like that?! I'll look girly!" an annoyed Harry walked through the Gryffindor common room trying to escape from an over-excited Hermione who was chasing him with what it seemed to be some kind of suite or costume. That night, Christmas Eve, Hogwarts would be having a costume Yule ball, especially for the seventh years.

"Because I think it suits you, enough. You will try it on, you will love it, you will wear it. Am I clear?" Hermione lifted an eyebrow looking at Harry. The damn child was trying to give the puppy-eyed look! "No Harry, there is no other option in this matter."

"Ron, help me!" Harry turned to his best friend to see if he would save him from the costume. But Ron had a thoughtful look and said:

"Mate, think about this. I hate to say it but, what do you think Malfoy will think of it? He will love it! Don´t you want to surprise him? Even if you're not allowed to be seen together in public I know he would love it" Harry gave him a huge luminous smile. He was right. If he couldn't dance with Draco at the ball, at least he would give him a nice view. Even if he wasn´t a pretty one to look at.

After Hermione and Ron left the common room to make a quick trip to the Library, Harry decided to take a nap before the ball. He lost himself in memories…

"Potter, can I talk to you?" Harry lifted his head from the floor, looking at Malfoy from his seat in the compartment. The trip to Hogwarts was just starting. The hadn´t even been for five minutes in the train and Malfoy wanted to cause trouble already? But he didn´t look ready to insult, he looked rather serious.

"What do you want Malfoy? I´m not in the mood to fight with you." A tired Harry dropped his head again. All he wanted was to take a nap before Hermione and Ron came back from prefect duties. It was their second year as prefects.

Harry was having huge troubles trying to hide his blush. He used to be able to fight back with Malfoy because he hated the blonde git. But now, the only thing he was able to do since fifth year was look at him with love. Yes, he was in love with Draco Malfoy and he was having problems hiding it. Hermione had found out a month after he himself discovered his feelings, and they both had told Ron who, after two faints had accepted it and told Harry he would support him in everything.

"I didn´t came to fight. I want to talk to you" Harry felt his head being lifted by Draco who grabbed him by his chin. They were looking straight into each other eye: silver and emerald.

"Wh-what do you w-want D-Draco?" great, now he was trembling. He was so close to him. Only inches apart from his lips.

Draco was looking at the green eyed beauty trying to stay still. He was so beautiful, Draco didn't understand why he wasn't dating anyone. Now that the Voldemort threat was gone after the DOM incident, Harry was able to live a normal life. And Draco was sure he had half of the male population in Hogwarts after him. Only one half because he had kicked the other half out of his way. Harry would be his. He would make sure of it.

He lifted the boy´s head and he lost himself in those emerald eyes. The looked so innocent and pure, even after the cruelties of the war and the dangers he had faced. He was breathtaking.

He felt Harry tremble. Did he fear him? No. the look in his eyes was of confusion. Maybe the words weren't necessary.

Harry was expecting an answer when he felt a pair of lips on his. God he was kissing him! Draco-Sex-God-Malfoy was kissing him! Harry could only close his eyes and part his mouth for Draco´s tongue to enter. He felt the blonde exploring every inch of his mouth, nearly reaching his throat in desperation.

Draco was in heaven. He had dreamed with kissing Harry many times but the dreams were nothing compared to the real experience. It was perfect. Those pouty lips expecting him and parting as soon as Harry realized what was happening. It was amazing.

The need of breath made them end the kiss. They were panting. Harry looked at Draco in confusion. The blonde only smiled at him.

"Draco, what does this mean? I don´t want to be one more in your list. I wouldn´t stand it. I love you so please, if you are not serious about this, leave." Harry dropped his head. He was sure Draco would leave. Why would he want to be with him in a committed relationship?

"I love you too Harry, since last year." Draco cupped Harry´s face in his hands, and leaned him forward for another kiss. He took a seat in the compartment and placed Harry in his lap. He weighed nearly nothing. And he was so…small, maybe 5,3 at most. He didn´t look sixteen by any chance. And Draco was nearly 6´3 being one of the tallest sixth years behind Theodore Nott, Longbottom´s boyfriend.

Harry put his tiny hand on Draco´s chest, grabbing his navy blue shirt. He cuddled with the blonde starting to doze off after whispering "I love you Dray"

Hermione and Ron came back from the prefect's wagon, only to find Harry sleeping on a snoring Draco Malfoy. What had happened while the two were out?

"Look at them Ron. It looks that Harry wasn´t the only one in love" Ron was having a heart attack. He had agreed on the fact of a possible relationship with the Malfoy heir, but between that and looking at the couple…to only think of his little brother being with that git made his blood boil. He had to send letters to the rest of the Weasley family. There was a need of an investigation. Only if Malfoy came clean from that he would let him date Harry.

"Come one. Let´s give them some privacy" Ron closed the compartment door.

"You are being very calmed about this" Hermione said "What are you thinking?"

"As soon as we reach Hogwarts, I´m going to send letters to Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Dad, Sirius and Remus informing them that we have an investigation to make. If Malfoy pass it, he can date Harry. If not…let's not reach that point yet."

"Come on Ron, don't be ridiculous. You know Harry loves him, and he wouldn't love some random guy. You have to trust him in this"

Harry smiled in his dreams…since he was with Draco he no longer had nightmares…