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Sweet Moments

Chapter 2 : So you wouldn't cheat on me!

=^ . ^= DRACO =Ǿ_Ǿ= HARRY

Draco could only bit his lips when once again; a silly fangirl had approach Harry and asked his signature. Really, becoming the husband of the Boy Who Lived had a lot of disadvantage. If one of the mothers had once again reproached Harry, he didn't think that he could hold to not use the Unforgivable spell.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, could you see my daughter? Isn't she sweet? We just need to find a husband for her, a suitable husband at that…"

Or…

"Harry, look at my son, he just graduated from Hogwarts. Isn't he handsome? He is still single if you know what I mean…"

Argh, he pulled his hair harshly from his head, almost balding himself, the effect from his stress and Harry-induced-headache that was never gone since he was married with Harry, had started to influence him. He hated it! He really, really, hated it… especially since Harry was too nice, he never snapped at those elderly or stupid underage witch and wizard… And Draco knew that Harry would be very angry with him if he hexed those imbecile people, so he bear it, quietly but secretly, he asked his loyal house elf, Spiky, to investigate those people. So, he could hex them later, very, very much later, after Harry forgot their face and he could do his revenge satisfactorily.

"Draco…Draco?"

Harry's voice had stopped his dream about a hundred ways to torture the persistent witch and wizard who tried to steal your husband. Draco, immediately, smiled sweetly at him and asked. "What it is, Harry?"

Harry's face was filed with concern and worry for him. Aww, how sweet… "Are you okay? We could find another restaurant if you want to?"

He held Harry's hand and squeezed it gently. "Nah, I am fine. Let's go inside, shall we?"

But, apparently, Draco should have listened Harry's explanation further but his arrogant and superior self, tended to give an indifference attitude toward everyone, except for Harry, of course.

So, with callous and oblivious attitude he entered the restaurant, only to find himself face to face with none other but the Weasellette… really, life was unfair…

"Weasley…"

"Malfoy…"

Draco smirked at that. "Sorry, Weasley, but my name is Potter now, not Malfoy. I suggest that you too, start to call me with my appropriate name…"

And he had to salute himself when he saw her seething. Weaselette's date, obviously, already thought of the quickest route to run away from the scene from the way he pressed himself further on the wall, trying to make himself invisible.

"Let's go, Harry." Draco said to his husband. "I am sure they already had our place reserved." But when Harry didn't budge, his suspicion was corrected. "Harry?"

"Well, you see, Draco…" Harry fretted nervously. "Uhm…the waitress said that the place is full till midnight. Well, they could give us a table but we have to share it with Ginny and Dean…"

"WHAT!" Draco shouted angrily, and Harry flinched nervously, looking around for the nosy guest who watched them. Really, didn't they have their own drama to bother themselves? Apparently not since his shout gave them unwarranted attention, the blond turned down his voice and said again. "What?"

"But, Draco… "Now, Harry looked defensive. Uh...oh… it was not god when Harry looked like that, just one wrong step and he would be exploded in anger. A common case, lately, since Draco was so insufferable. "I already told you that, and it was you who agreed with the waitress before." Harry looked irritated, crossing his arms in front of his chest and a frown marred his manly face.

Draco gulped; he knew that he couldn't find excuse to get away from this. Harry in this mood always tended to be unpredictable. He was well aware with what Harry's stubborn face meant; he could eat here or not eat at all. Sometimes, his husband could be very mean…

He sighed, defeated. "Fine…" he knew that he acted like a sulking child but he couldn't help it. At last, he let Harry pulled him inside with the Weaselette and her latest boyfriend followed her obediently.

=^ . ^= DRACO =Ǿ_Ǿ= HARRY

Harry had to admit that he had more pleasant night than this night. Honestly, it was horrible. Harry could almost feel the tense atmosphere that surround Ginny and Draco, like in a War zone when he fought Voldemort. To make it worse, Ginny was always said inappropriate things, things when she and Harry were still together, which only made Draco glared harder at her and gave an accusing and hurtful stare at Harry's direction.

Even, Dean looked him with sympathy in his eyes. Though, Harry swore that he caught Dean, more than in one occasions, trying to cover his laugh at Harry's misery.

Well, it was his own fault to accept Ginny's bait or maybe Draco's bait? Lately, Draco had become irrational. Just yesterday, he yelled at a ten years old girl who asked his photograph. It was not like Harry liked that kind of attention; he just didn't have the heart to refuse them.

He was aware with Draco's possessive streak. Very aware of it even before they were married, but sometimes Draco's particularly trait annoyed him to hell.

He sighed and looked at his husband; really, he looked like a kicked puppy, a cute one…

Harry promised to himself that he would make Draco remembered that he was the only one harry loved, with a special something he had prepared since last week…

=^ . ^= DRACO =Ǿ_Ǿ= HARRY

Draco was blinded; Harry had put a blindfold so he couldn't peek at all. And only Harry's hand and his word guided him, making sure he didn't trip or fall ungracefully.

He felt his feet stepped at something fluffy and soft, and then a minute later, a wind was blown in his direction.

Carefully, Harry's hand guided him to sit down on the fluffy material. When everything set, Draco felt Harry opened his blindfold. Slowly, he opened his eyes…

And shocked…

Harry had brought him to fly on flying carpet, the one he saw in one of Disney's movies. Harry knew that Draco loved it the first time Draco watched them. He always bothered harry to steal one of those in Ministry's dangerous artifact office. Really, he couldn't understand why the Ministry banned these fabulous creation. The carpet had fly higher and higher until Draco could felt the cold wind of the night. And he could almost felt the moon besides him. Then slowly, the carpet landed. Draco looked around, he didn't recognize where they landed but the view… the view was wonderful...

"Harry…"

"Well," Harry shyly said with his hand ran over his hair, he was nervous as hell. "Ehm... Er…" He took a deep breath to relax his heart. "Do you like it?"

"Like it?" Draco's eyes were shining like jewelry. "I am not like it. I absolutely love it!"

Harry smiled wider than ever. "Wait a moment…" he ordered Draco. A minute later, the carpet was full with delicacies; all of them were Draco's favorites.

"Harry?"

"Well, uhm…" Harry said again, shyly. "I know that I am not a perfect husband lately, with my busy schedule as an Auror and the frantic fans. I know that you are depressed lately with my action and about how the Wizarding World's population ganged up and tried to separate us. But…" Harry fixed his eyes to Draco's and Draco could feel his sincerity, whether it was from his words or from his eyes. "I love you Draco Lucius Malfoy Potter. And it doesn't matter what people says, I will always love you… Umph… Draco, watch out!" Harry said desperately when Draco jumped him. "We could fall!"

Draco didn't need another word or sentences or action, as long as Harry stayed with him, then everything would be fine.

=^ . ^= DRACO =Ǿ_Ǿ= HARRY

Harry woke up from his slumber night; automatically he went to the bathroom. Last night activities, had tire him out; he was thinking that maybe Kingsley could gave him an early vacation.

After their night picnic, Draco had dragged him, immediately to the bathroom and tore at his clothes. Harry tried to compete with Draco's enthusiasm, succeeding at making the blond shout in pleasure again, again, and again…

Merlin, only thinking about last night made him hard again.

Harry decided a long soaked at the hot tube might be good for his sore muscle. He opened his trouser and his underwear, he opened his underwear and stared… he opened his underwear and stared…

"WAAA!" A scream was heard in Potter-Malfoy household. Why? Because… Harry's crown of jewel disappeared. Okay, vulgarly, the hair on his penis and pubic and scrotum had completely disappeared, making him screamed like a banshee.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Sleepily, Draco asked from the door, his hand still rubbed at his tired eyes.

"D…Dr…Draco! My…My…"

"Your what, Harry?" Draco asked, alarmed with how frantic Harry's action.

"My pe.. penis... go…gone…"

"WHAT! It couldn't be! I am sure that it was still there last night, if my hurting arse was the indication…"

"NO! Not my dick! The hair, the hair on my dick is completely gone!"

Draco blinked; he blinked and blinked again…

"Oh, that…" He said calmly then yawned widely, continuing to ignore his husband and continued his sleep.

"What? Wait a minute! Why are you so calm, Draco?" before Draco could leave, Harry had barricade the door from the blond with his body. He had a bad feeling that Draco had some connection with his missing hair.

"Well, obviously… It is because; it was me who shaved it last night."

"W…Wh..w…WHAT!" Harry sputtered indignantly.

"Harry dear, you remember your promise, don't you?" Harry only nodded solemnly. "Well, I believe in your words, you know. It is just other people that I don't believe. So I make my own security measurement. With hairless dick, I am sure no one would touch what is mine. Am I genius or what? " Then the blond leaved the bathroom and his stunned husband. Poor Harry was too shocked even to move.

A couple of minutes later, a shout of… "DRACO!" could be heard in the house. It looked like he had awakened from his stupor.

"Be glad, I am not tattooing your dick with my name." He replied easily to his enraged husband in the bathroom.