A/N: Woot! At last! It's time for the Ball! ^_^ How will things go?

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Chapter Six----------- If It's A Broken Part, Replace It

The ball was a beautiful affair with dazzling whiteness all over. The Great Hall was dimmed and had been transformed into a sparkling white paradise. Little glowing fairies flitted playfully around holly and Christmas tree and mistletoe had been enchanted to follow people around if they got stuck under it and didn't kiss, something that made Harry grin and became the subject of many jokes. Ron, Harry noticed, had been caught by this particular charm and sat disgruntled underneath the wiggling mistletoe while girls blushed and giggled around him and Luna was spouting off some of her nonsense about invisible creatures in the plant.

Several couples were already dancing to the enchanting music being played by several floating unmanned instruments being directed by Flitwick and several large tables were groaning under the weight of the various Christmas pies, honeyed hams and Yorkshire puddings. Cakes, cookies and every delicious thing that he and Dray weren't allowed to touch were being subjected to the attentions of Crabbe and Goyle currently as well as several others who merely stared in slight humor and disgust at the pair wolfing down whatever they could reach. Dray gave him a slow smirk and before he could even get a word out, Dray had swept him in a slow dance, earning a squeak of surprise. Harry grinned and clung to him, letting him lead like Pansy and Blaise had showed him.

"We did it." He said with a huge smile of triumph.

Draco's own metallic crystalline eyes grinned.

"We did." He frowned slightly though, his grin fading, " I still don't feel like I'm quite there yet, though. I'm going to keep going. I just don't want to do it by myself." His last words were whispered, only for Harry's own ears.

Harry gave him a tender kiss, his smile glowing like a star.

"Well, I'll be there with you. You won't be alone. I promise."

Dray's eyes brightened and he leaned his forehead down so it was touching his boyfriend's. It was a soft gesture that drew more than one pair of eyes around the room. Three pairs in particular were frowning deeply.

"We'll make a pact then. We won't give up until we reach our perfect weight." He declared lightly, his grin becoming sly and sneaky, "Then I'm going to marry you because no one else is good enough." He said haughtily.

Harry stared at him flabbergasted before laughing and nodding. Several people had turned to look at them in shock, especially some well named purebloods in the vicinity, and a few in surprised amusement. They all knew that arranged marriages weren't unusual but a marriage between the Potter and Malfoy families would be very advantageous if Draco could get his parents to agree.

"Well then I guess I had better keep a better eye on you then, Mr. Slytherin Sex God, because you have more than a few interested looks." Harry teased him, letting Dray pull him close against him, not caring who was watching, including the rather frustrated looking Headmaster.

Draco rolled his eyes and glared out at the not so few number of people eyeing his date.

"I'm not the only one. I'll have to beat your lusty admirers away with a chair it seems." He growled.

Harry blushed looking around and realizing he was right. He was getting quite a few stares from girls and boys alike that made him feel like taking a long shower. In response to this he burrowed into the safety of Dray's arms and left the glaring to his boyfriend. Dray would protect him.

"Do they make you uncomfortable, Harry?" Came the whispered question in his ear. When he nodded, he felt the blonde deliver a kiss to his neck, "Don't worry. I promise, I won't let anyone hurt you. Ever."

He smiled up at him, his emerald eyes shining under the fairy lights as they danced in the glittering sea of holiday bliss.

"I know you'll protect me, Dray. I trust you."

Dray leaned down and gave him a kiss so searing that Harry felt burned to his toes and his moan of ecstasy earned them a glare from one particular red head and a silent hiss of annoyance from the Headmaster, not that either of them cared.

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"Hurry up! He's coming!" Dray hissed, motioning for him to rush.

Harry was throwing his things into his trunk before jumping on top of it to close it. Draco only stopped long enough to throw a shrinking charm at the thing before he grabbed Harry's hand and they were racing down the hall. Both of them were laughing near hysterically at this point at the undoubtedly, infuriated Headmaster now turning the castle upside down in his search for them. They ducked down a secret passage way and raced to the dungeons quickly. Harry's lungs were burning at the delicious laughter and the pace they had set to escape the Headmaster. All they had to do was make it to Severus's office and they were home free. The cantankerous potion master already had the grate waiting for them to Floo to Malfoy Manor.

Dumbledore had had the nerve to try and forbid him from going to Malfoy Manor. Ha! That old man thought he owned him! They barreled into Severus's chambers, cackling with victory and mirth. The stoic man merely rolled his eyes at their antics and gestured impatiently towards the already green flaming grate. Draco had made it his personal mission to make Harry see that Snape wasn't such a gargoyle. So far he hadn't managed it, but he was remaining optimistic. The two would be together at Malfoy Manor for the holidays after all. Dray pulled him close just as he stepped into the green flames. Harry gave him a crooked grin that promised a long heated snogging session once they had a moment.

"Malfoy Manor." Draco said clearly, dipping down to capture his lips.

As they began to spin wildly, he could see his godfather's sneer and the Headmaster bursting red faced through the door.

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