A/N: So, I was going to upload tomorrow but on the request of Peaceandunity, I'll upload now.

I'm sorry for the OOC, I tried to fix it but I don't think I succeeded at that. You have to remember that they have been a couple for about half a year (or a year or whatever) , so it's not like this is their first kiss or something, (lame excuse, I know :P )

Draco, on the other hand, was busy being glared to death by the angry red girl. Ginny hadn't let him out of her sight since his arrival. For some mysterious reason she had taken it upon herself to be his guardian. As if he would burn the grass or kill the gnomes if she turned away for a second.
Being a Malfoy, Draco just ignored her. He made sure not to show her his cheek, though. Malfoys don't show weakness. It's rule number one.

When Harry saw his ex, staring at his boyfriend, he cursed under his breath. The one thing he didn't need was a confrontation and those two were a recipe for just that. For a split second he considered turning back, but he knew he wouldn't do that. He allowed himself to sigh once and then moved on.

When she saw him coming, a smile crossed her face. Worried as she was, she ran to him while asking things like "are you okay now?" Harry nodded absently. He coughed awkwardly and nodded at the blond boy. Draco tried not to stare at him in worry, considering the prying eyes that were on him, but he failed slightly at that. Ginny looked from Harry to Malfoy and back. One questioned look was all Harry needed to say "I want to talk to him for a sec, could you… please leave us?" He grimaced, if she protested, he wouldn't be able to explain.

Thankfully though, she was thoughtful enough not to ask questions. With an incredibly distrusting look at the blond, she told him to call her if anything was wrong. Then she turned and hesitantly walked away.
Waiting until she was away, seemed to take forever. Finally, Harry tilted his head and looked directly in those stormy eyes. His heart stopped right there. How he had survived all this time without that sight, he couldn't remember. Everything that had passed since they said goodbye vanished. The days, weeks, months, of missing him all of a sudden never happened. Erased from his memories.

They didn't speak, afraid that it would break the illusion, because it seemed surreal to see each other again. Then Draco moved two steps toward him and touched his cheek.
Staring caringly in his eyes, he asked "Are you alright? Does it hurt?" Harry could only stare and melt at the sound of his voice. Finally he regained enough control over his body to nod.
"I'm fine", his voice barely audible.

Harry frowned as he looked at Draco. With a single finger he traced over the wounded cheek.
"You're hurt" he stated.
Draco shook his head. "It's nothing, what about you?"
But Harry wouldn't let go. "Your father…" he remembered. "What happened?"
Draco sighed. "Nothing to worry about, it's fine." Harry just stared at him, and that was enough. With a small smile Draco gave in. That's more like the Harry I know, he thought, he's back to being too stubborn to care about his own wounds when he knows a friend is hurt.
"I told them" he stated. "I told them about us, but before I even finished …" He halted shortly. "Well, you know how he reacted."

Harry held Draco's cheek softly in the palm of his hand, his fingers digging into the beautiful hair. Their foreheads were supporting each other. As he felt the steady breath wash over his face, Harry closed his eyes in bliss. Fingers guided his face upwards and with a soft, rustling sound, an arm wrapped itself around his waist. He felt himself being pushed against the body he had been missing for so long. Hard muscles tensed at the touch.

Harry's breath stocked as lips gently touched and parted again. Slowly, very slowly, he felt them once more. Brushing against him, Draco parted his lips and gave him a hesitant kiss. A shock went through his entire body as he wrapped his arms closer around his boyfriend. Holding him tight, Harry brought his lips against Draco's. A tongue searched for entrance and he granted it without question .
Rediscovering what they once had known, they felt more alive than they had those past months. It was amazing to be together again. He could feel Draco's heartbeat speed up as their tongues touched. Draco softly pushed further and explored his mouth as their tongues continued to dance. He moaned softly. They parted all too soon. Draco hugged him tightly and traced kisses over his jawline and down his neck. Kissing the back of his ear, Harry whispered that they had to get back.

They unwrapped themselves and Harry intertwined their fingers. For a moment they stood closely. "And now?" Harry asked. "What will you do?"
"There's not a lot I can do." Draco answered. "You heard him, to him I'm no longer his son." The bitterness in his voice was undisguised. Although he had felt it coming, it still hurt him. He knew that was never close with his father, not since Voldemort had finished with him.

After the war, his father just had changed. The strong, 'I-own-the-very-earth-you-are-standing-on Lucius Malfoy had died halfway and he had been replaced by a weakling, scared of his own shadow. Now, Lucius Malfoy was a broken man, set on ancient values and traditions, no longer a will of his own, no more clever schemes of bending the laws to his will. Still, he was Draco's father, it hurt to lose him.

He looked at Harry and suddenly chuckled in a sad way, defeated by the situation "I don't even have place to go" he said. Harry pulled at his hand. "Then stay." He whispered.

A/N: so there you have it, more coming up and let me just say: "thank you so very much" to every single one of you readers out there ^^

I love you all and I hope you're enjoying this 3

(and when I reread this I realized I also suck at writing dialogue, … awesome XD)