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Once inside the castle, Draco stopped and gave Harry a sad smile. The blonde let go of his hand and pulled Harry toward him. Enveloping him in a warm hug, Draco sighed.

"Harry, I hate to say this, but we have to keep us a secret for now. We would become the laughingstock of the Wizarding World, and the Dark Lord might even kill me," Draco said, grey eyes sadly gazing into emerald orbs.

"Draco, as long as we can still be together, I don't care. Bloody hell, we could even still pretend to detest each other when in public," Harry said, stepping back from the hug.

The raven-haired teen smiled and walked through the doors to the Great Hall, headed toward the Gryffindor table. A few minutes later, Draco stalked through the door, plopping down between Blaise and Pansy. Harry smiled to himself before burying his face in his roast beef. Hermione gave him a strange look before turning back to her own dinners. Ron stared disbelievingly at Harry as he had seen the emerald-eyed boy's smile as he watched Draco. He didn't want to believe that it meant what he thought it did. Then, Harry felt the eyes on his face and looked up to meet the red-haired boy's gaze. Ron flushed and looked away, seemingly interested in what Hermione was saying about cleanliness in the library. Dumbledore then stood to make the nightly announcements.

"Students and staff, I only have one announcement for you tonight. Those with the permission slips signed will be allowed to go to Hogsmeade this weekend," he said, before taking his place at the staff table again.

Harry smiled to himself at the thought of a nice, warm butterbeer and the routine stops at Honeyduke's and Zonko's. When he turned to Ron and Hermione to plan out their trip, he didn't notice the grey eyes staring at him calculatingly. Draco was determined to have some alone time with Harry this weekend. Even if they had to meet at the Shrieking Shack, he would see his raven-haired hero. As dinner let out and everybody began to leave the hall, Draco bumped into Harry, slipping a bit of parchment into the pocket of the Gryffindor's robes.

Later, up in the boys' dormitory in Gryffindor tower, Harry was dressing for the night when the note slipped from his pocket. He smiled and picked up the piece of parchment, noticing the elegant, looped handwriting that could only have belonged to his platinum-haired Slytherin. Opening the note, he stifled a giggle at the wording.

My Raven Beauty,

Your Slytherin Prince requests your presence at the Shrieking Shack this Saturday. I will

be waiting like a Knight in Shining Armor for you to arrive at noon sharp. If you do not show,

my entire being will be wounded and I will surely be one upset boyfriend. So please, do show.

Forever Yours,

Your Prince in Shining Armor

Harry's heart skipped a beat at the word 'boyfriend' and a dark blush creeped up his neck to his cheeks and ears. Ron was murmuring someone's name in his sleep, so his best friend decided to get up and see whose it was. When he heard the name, he stood frozen in shock. It was his name, his best friend was murmuring Harry's name. What would Ron be dreaming about that involved him? Harry decided to just ask him about it tomorrow in Potions. He went to bed and dreamt of a love story between a magnificent lion and serpent. He didn't even know he was smiling in his sleep until Ron woke him up the next morning asking what he was so happy about.

"Oh, nothing. Just had a pretty good dream," Harry said, hiding a smile with a yawn.

"Alright mate. Well you better get dressed and head down to the Great Hall. I heard there's extra bacon," Ron said, laughing.

Harry threw on his clothes and robe before racing down the steps to the Great Hall. Hermione and Ron were already there and Harry had to hide his giggle. Ron looked like he'd gone mental, zoning out on the side of Hermione's face, while she was nose deep in her Potions textbook. Harry gently elbowed his best friend, effectively waking him. Ron flushed and scarfed down his scrambled eggs and bacon. The green-eyed boy's gaze drifted over to the Slytherin table and was rewarded with a small smile from a certain grey-eyed blonde. He quickly looked away before anyone could see the emotion in his eyes. Half an hour later, the Golden Trio was in Potions with Slytherin. For whatever reason, Professor Slughorn had decided to partner a Gryffindor with a Slytherin. Lo and behold, Harry and Draco had been put together. They tried their hardest to hide their smiles, and did a pretty bang-up job. They even managed a few quips at each other without giggling. At the end of the period, their potion was actually proficient. They patted themselves on the back and headed off to their next class. At lunch, Harry ate his food in a hurry and motioned for Draco to follow him in a few minutes. Draco scarfed down the rest of his food and excused himself from his friends. He didn't know where to go, but then he heard someone calling his name at the end of a deserted hallway. When he passed a deep alcove in the wall, golden hands shot out and pulled him in. Warm, soft lips met his and he melted into the touch. After a moment, Draco pulled away, gazing up into the emerald eyes of his boyfriend.

"I couldn't stay away from you anymore. I needed to see you like this," Harry said, voice husky.

"Harry, I couldn't either. I must be absolutely barmy with happiness because I almost divulged our secret by kissing you in Potions when we aced," Draco said, running his hands through Harry's surprisingly soft locks.

The Gryffindor smiled as he imagined the looks of disbelief on everyone's faces if that had actually occurred. Ron would have fainted if it had. They both sighed with contentment as they sank to the floor in each other's arms. Luckily they both had a free period next, so they could spend some time together. Reaching into his bag, Harry pulled out his invisibility cloak and wrapped it around his shoulders and held out his hand to help Draco up. Draping it around both of them, he used the Marauders' Map to find the quickest way to the lake from their hiding spot. When they got to the water, he dropped the cloak and began to strip off his clothes, leaving only his boxers. Draco flushed but followed suit, joining Harry in the cool water. They swam a few feet away from the shore to where they could still stand on the sandy bottom of the lake, then Harry wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist. Their lips touched in a chaste kiss before Harry opened his mouth to deepen it. When they were both out of breath, they pulled away, leaving only their foreheads touching. The love that flowed between the two was tangible, and Harry's heart was singing. Draco was biting his bottom lip, which made chills run down Harry's spine.

"What's the matter Dray?" he asked, running his fingers through platinum tresses.

"Oh, I'm just in disbelief that we are actually a we. It seems like we should still be fighting and hexing each other," Draco said.

"That reminds me. My head still hurts from hitting the ground yesterday, mister," Harry said, trying to glare at his boyfriend but failing miserably.

Draco winced at the words before answering, "Yeah... uh, I'm sorry about that." With those words, he bothered his lip even more, tasting the metallic tang of blood.

Harry couldn't stay mad at the face that had haunted his dreams. He leaned over and kissed Draco, tasting the blood that was slowly seeping from the bites. They broke apart, noticing that it was about time to head back to the castle. They embraced tightly, sharing one last kiss before walking back to the shore to put on their clothes. Harry draped the cloak around himself while letting Draco stay visible. He made his way to Gryffindor tower, stopping in a small hallway to remove the cloak. He had made the mistake of forgetting once and nearly scared the Fat Lady to death. He gave the woman in the portrait the password and strode through to the dorms. Grabbing the textbook for his next class, he tucked it into his bookbag. Hermione and Ron met him in the Common Room and they made their way to class. After class, in the few minutes before dinner, Harry made his way to the boys' lavatory closest to the Great Hall. Little did he know, a certain Gryffindor had followed him and locked the door. When Harry came out of the stall, his best friend confronted him.

"Harry, what in the bloody hell is going on between you and Draco?" he yelled.

"I-uh, I can't tell you. It's our secret and it's none of your blooming business!" Harry yelled back.

Ron looked hurt before he leaned in and pressed his lips firmly to Harry's. The raven-haired boy jumped back, utter shock plain on his face. The youngest male Weasley clicked his tongue and shook his head at the Golden Boy.

"You see, Harry, it is my business. I've been in love with you since second year," he said before sadly smiling and walking out, leaving Harry frozen to his place.