"Blaise, let me start by calling you a ruddy hypocrite, and saying it's about fucking time," Harry said teasingly.

Draco smirked. "Goes double for me. But, seriously, mate why'd you wait so long?"

"Well, I let her make the first move, so I knew she liked me, and she did. So, hell yeah, I'm glad I waited."

"Congrats."

"So, what about you two?"

"Huh? Whaddya mean?", Draco said innocently.

Blaise stared pointedly at their joined hands. Draco smiled when Harry blushed and moved unconsciously closer to him. "What can I say? I finally have him, after all these years. Harry Potter is finally mine."

"And you, mine," Harry whispered so only Draco could hear, looking up at him with smiling eyes.

Blaise smirked, knowing they'd forgotten he was there, staring into each other's eyes like that. "I'm gonna go," he muttered, and ran back up to the house.

Neither one noticed as they walked, lost in each other's eyes.

Suddenly Draco just, out of nowhere, pulled Harry down into the grass next to a tree. Harry had no problem with this, toppling gracelessly on top of him. Harry laid his head on Draco's shoulder and breathed deeply. Draco sighed. "Say it again, Harry, please?"

Harry grinned and lifted his head to look up into Draco's gray eyes. " I love you, Draco Malfoy, with all my heart."

The smile Draco graced him with made him fall in more in love with the blonde. " I love you, too, Harry Potter."

Harry's grin faded for a second and it tilted Draco's world; he frowned. " What's up, love?"

"Um, Draco, could I, y'know, move in with you? I mean, if it's not a bother or anything. My mansion in London is, well, rather lonely." Harry lowered his eyes to the ground, looking ashamed that he'd even allowed himself to ask.

"Of course, you foolish Gryffindor. I would've asked if you hadn't, anyway." Harry looked up and smiled shyly at the smile clear in Draco's voice.

"Thanks,Dray." He flushed pink at his term of endearment, but he had nothing on the blush of the boy in question.

"Y-you're welcome. It's nothing, really."

"On the contrary, dearest, it's something, something very important. In fact, I feel like thanking you privately. Come, come to our bed, darling, so I can reward you properly.,"

Harry said confidently, spurred by Draco's blush. Draco nodded and the two ran up to the house, threw open the door, and ran past the kitchen to their bedroom.

A chorus of "Don't forget the Silencio"'s followed them down the hall, then a round of giggles and catcalls.