"This is nice," Harry said looking around the elaborately decorated restaurant. It was lit with soft glowing lights that floated above each table. The walls were adorned with candelabra wall scone's with the walls colored a shimmering gold.

Draco smirked "Malfoy's don't do anything half assed. Now Potter, care to tell me why we are here?" Draco said raising an eyebrow in Harry's direction.

Harry had no answer. He couldn't think of anything that he could Malfoy, besides the truth which would make him sound insane. He couldn't tell Malfoy that he had been dreaming about him for weeks and that he thought he was the best looking cookie on the desert plate. "I want to get to know you better." Harry said truthfully. Shock came over Draco's features for a second but went away as soon as it came. Harry probably wouldn't have even seen it if he wasn't staring at Draco.

"Bollocks Potter! I don't believe you for a second. I think I know why you wanted me here." Draco smirked slyly and began to lean over the table. "You want me." Harry started shaking his head, but Draco interrupted "Don't deny it Potter, I saw you staring at me at the ministry. You could barely keep your eyes to yourself." Harry couldn't deny it, he was staring at Draco but not for the reason he was thinking. He really did want to know Draco, and find out why he is so captivated by his eyes.

"I do want you Draco. Anyone with eyes could see that but I also want to know you. I want to be with you, in whatever way I can."

Draco was stunned. He had not excepted such an honest answer from the man. He stared at Potter trying to determine what game he was playing, or if he was even playing a game at all. Harry silently berated himself for saying such things. He didn't even mean to say them out loud, all he did was think them and suddenly it was like the words flew out of his mouth. Just then, the waiter came by with their food and the two men were momentarily distracted.

"If I find out this is some sick joke, so help me Salazar I will kill you. But as of now, I want to see where this goes." Draco said while looking towards Harry's brilliant green eyes. Harry didn't know what made Draco change his mind but he was thrilled. He smiled warmly at the boy and the two began to eat, chatting as if they were old friends.

"Harry, I think I've found out a way to fix your problem." Hermione came in to Harry's flat a month later but stopped when she saw two half naked men lounging on the couch.

"What problem? You never told me about any problem before." Draco glared accusingly at Harry while awaiting an explanation. Harry shrugged sheepishly and told Hermione,

"I haven't had any more dreams since I've started dating Draco. They all just vanished the more I saw of him." Harry looked at Draco, "I used to have dreams of your eyes every night before I met you in the ministry. They just went away once we got together. I figured it was nothing."

"It wasn't nothing, Harry. Those dreams lead you to Draco. Magic works in mysterious ways and your magic thought you needed him in some way so it lead you to him through your dreams." Hermione explained smiling widely.

"So you've always wanted me." Draco grinned and wrapped his long, wiry arms around Harry's middle and placed his head on Harry's shoulder.

"Maybe I have." Harry leaned back and kissed Draco, smiling as the blond boy kissed back.