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A/N: heres the next chapter, this is beta's by the wonderful Natasha, who really did an awesome job in this chapter! so finally theres some kissing! yay! (Finally u say! lol!)
this is dedicated to everyone who reviewed or put it on story alarts (thanks guys, u all make me feel so loved) :) so without further delay...
Chapter 7
Harry arrived at the address, a hour earlier than the time, that the party was scheduled. He left his hotel, two hours ago, because he wasn't familiar with the area and he didn't want to get lost. Therefore, he left his place early, because he was anxious about, spending the day with strangers. He was definitely not nervous, about seeing Dra-Malfoy again or meeting his friends,
'Uh-Uh, no siree' he calmly told himself.
'Right! The fact that you were preening in front of the mirror like a 15-year old girl or the fact that you changed your clothes six times before you settled on the single type of clothing, that made you look like a model (Hermione's exact words were a walking billboard for sex) had nothing to do with Malfoy?' his inner voice sounded almost bored.
'Um…Of-course not, I don't want to go to someone's house looking like a hobo, I don't want to embarrass Ma- er... I mean the kids in front of their friends! Yes!' Harry almost started sweating.
'Uh-huh, you keep telling yourself that and when you accept the fact that you want to have wild kinky sex with Draco Malfoy, I'll be here to give out the 'told you so' ok,' It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
It was not like, Draco was gay or anything. Harry was 70% certain that Draco wasn't gay; then again, Harry's gaydar had always been a bit faulty when it came to other gay men. Draco had two kids, which meant that he had sex with a woman, 'he could be bisexual, it could be one night stand, just because he had sex with a woman doesn't mean he is not gay, look at yourself!' his mind replied in a voice that clearly said duh you moron.
Oh god, what was one supposed to do when their own mind turned against them?
So, here he was standing in front of an apartment building, clutching a professionally wrapped (because even a three year old could wrap a present better than Harry!) Bratz doll. Apparently, Barbie wasn't cool anymore or something, his finger was positioned the buzzer.
He didn't want to look like a dork by arriving early, what if Malfoy wasn't there yet. He glanced at his watch and he noticed, that he had already wasted almost twenty minutes standing here. There was no point, going somewhere and coming back.
Harry finally, pressed the buzzer and he was startled to hear Draco's voice, responding to the door bell. Harry would recognize that clipped British accent, and how he had a hint of New York accent anywhere, "You're late Alex, I have other things to do, you know" and the door opened, before Harry could reply.
Harry's mind was racing; Draco was here already, and who was Alex? Was Draco dating Alex? So, does that mean Draco was gay? Why would I automatically think that, Alex was a man 'There are girls who are called Alex, and why would I think Draco was seeing Alex?'
'Because you're a pervert?' his inner voice replied happily.
Harry found the apartment quite easily, there were plenty of balloons that were stuck to the hallway and the door and it was decorated with Happy Birthday Motifs. The number nine was everywhere, it seemed that Izzy was turning 9 years old, and Harry felt a bit stupid, that he wasn't sure if 9 year olds played with dolls.
He found, that the door to the apartment was opened, so it seemed that Draco kept the front door open, when he buzzed Harry in. Harry was certain, that it wasn't safe to do so, especially in New York. 'He didn't even ask, who I was. He just opened the door, it could've been anybody' thought Harry worriedly. The Draco Malfoy that he knew, wouldn't do that, ever!
Harry entered the house and he observed the living room. Harry thought that he came to a balloon shop by mistake, because there were balloons everywhere, all types of balloons and it was all overwhelmingly pink and baby blue. He saw the sofa and Harry heard children's chatter, and he could see four heads that he easily recognized as Damien and Ashton. There was another girl and a boy and they were watching some cartoon on the TV and giggling, so they didn't even notice Harry.
Harry didn't know why, but this sight had made him angry; there should've been an adult or someone else to watch them because anybody could come and kidnap them, 'Ok, cool the paranoia Potter, just talk to Malfoy about it' he told himself as he walked towards the wonderful smell of baked cookies with the full intention of reprimanding Malfoy for letting people in, without checking who it was.
As soon as he walked into the kitchen, Harry's voice had died in his throat.
He found Draco in the kitchen, all right; (and yes it was Draco because Malfoy would be dead, before he got caught doing, what Draco was doing!) he was mixing a white pasty substance in a bowl, but it was cute that he was wearing a pink frilly apron and seemed to be talking, quite seriously to the little girl that was sitting on his hips.
Harry never thought that he would ever see Malfoy so unguarded, his hair was dishevelled and he had a white streak of flour across his cheek, while he was smiling so beautifully that it made Harry's guts clench as his pants tighten with arousal, 'I'm not attracted to Draco! Who am I kidding?' he snorted, which made, Draco look up.
When he saw Draco's grey eyes go big like a deer, caught in headlights, Harry didn't even bother to listen the glee of his inner voice, 'I'm so screwed' he thought.
'I'm so screwed' thought Draco; he really thought that it was Alex coming back, with the rest of the ingredients for his oatmeal and raisin cookies, but it was potter, who looked gorgeous.
Draco took in the D&G (he could tell designer ware from a mile off) light blue jeans and the green long-sleeved t-shirt that Draco was certain that it was made from some sort of silk. The whole ensemble with Potter's stylish, tousled black hair and his trademark glasses made Potter, look like he walked off a catwalk.
Next to that (Draco refused to call it perfection, even in his mind!) Draco was sure that he looked like an idiot, his hair was all messy and Argghh! He was wearing that stupid pink, frilly apron.
"Potter! Your early" yeah, point out the obvious genius.
"Yes, I wasn't sure if I would find the neighbourhood on time, so I just left early, you look very…domestic" Potter sounded as if he found the situation, quite funny.
Draco was saved from committing murder in front of a 1 year old by the sounds of keys in the front door, followed by a "Honey I'm home."
All Draco could think was 'Thank god, Alex is here!' hoping the awkward situation would be a bit diffused, and he didn't see Harry frown at the proclamation.
Alex Beaumont wasn't what you would call someone, that Draco Malfoy would normally be friends with, he wasn't gorgeous, or rich, but he was one of Draco's best friends, along with Alex's wife Libby.
The couple has done so much for him and his kids that Draco knew, if he gave all the money of his fortune to them, that it wouldn't be enough.
It was Libby who gave him the reassurance that he could be a good parent, and it was Alex that gave him the encouragement, to become a social worker and work with kids that went through trauma or had no-one, to help them. They adored his kids so much, that Draco made them, Damien and Ashton's godparents, now they were like an extended family.
"Hey sweetie, don't you look all cute and pretty in pink?" Alex commented as he came around and planted a kiss on Draco's cheek, making Maddie laugh merrily at seeing her daddy giggle.
"Beaumont, if you want to have kids ever again, you will take back the cute comment, and how many times have I told you not to call me sweetie?" Draco scolded, playfully; he didn't mind the comment really, he couldn't help, being pretty.
"Yeah right, come on Maddie, lets go back to our cartoon" Alex stated as he turned around, to leave with his girl, when he finally noticed Harry on the corner.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there, I'm Alex, you must be Harry. I heard a lot about you from Draco" he extended his hand for Harry to shake but Draco noticed that Potter didn't take it, actually he looked quite angry.
"Yeah, and did you hear, that I can kill someone with my mind?" Potter inquired quite seriously, his face was still, like thunder.
If Draco didn't know any better, he would have thought that Potter was jealous, 'but that's absurd! Isn't it?'
He turned his face just in time to see, Alex looking at him with his eyes, clearly stating that he thought Potter was crazy as he made his way to the living room with a bemused smile on his face.
"He's just a friend. He's married and straight" Draco explained, he didn't know why, he was justifying himself to Potter of all people.
"Right, he looked really cosy with you for someone that's supposedly straight and married" Potter's voice was almost growling, as he advanced, towards Draco with such a look on his face that made Draco, almost dizzy.
"That's just the way he is, he loves his wife, and they are both my best friends." He replied as he stopped, when his back hit the kitchen cupboard. He didn't even realize, that he was moving back. "And, why are you so interested anyway? Are you jealous or something?" Draco asked, conveying his questions as a jokes, to lighten the situation, but it certainly didn't feel like a joke when Ha-Potter was near him. His smell was surrounding Draco and he looked up to find Potter, quite close to his face.
"Maybe I am" Harry growled again and Draco didn't have the chance to do anything before, those lips were inches away from his.
Draco thought Harry was going to kiss him, but he didn't and Draco didn't want to think about why he felt disappointed as he looked into Harry's eyes. The green pupils were, almost black and Draco felt pleased that he could get such reaction out of Harry.
His thoughts must have showed on his face, because Draco felt Harry move, even closer.
Again, he thought Harry was going to kiss him, but Harry only moved his face and licked the white icing off his face. Draco felt like he was paralysed, inside he was shaking, it was such a simple gesture but it turned him on so much, that he had to grip the counter, to make sure that his knees didn't give away.
Draco's reactions made Harry feel like the king of the world, when that Alex guy came and kissed Draco (even if it was a peck on the cheek) Harry knew that he was in trouble.
Harry knew that he had a jealousy streak, but it was only when he really liked his partner, and he thought of them as relationship material. The jealousy that he felt with his other partners was nothing in comparison to, what he felt just now. He wasn't even sure if he had a chance with Draco or not.
He really thought that Draco would hex the guy, but his playful banter with Alex, had made his jealous monster come out with vengeance.
When Draco started offering pitiful excuses, Harry couldn't think of anything else except, 'Mine!'
He wanted to kiss Draco so bad, but he knew this wasn't the time or the place. So he just settled for a taste, "You look absolutely edible" he whispered against Draco's lips. He saw them, forming into a shy smile and Harry lost it. Before, he knew what he was doing, his lips were on Draco's, it was tentative at first, soft and gentle that made their hearts feel warm and their heads feel dizzy.
When, Harry brushed his tongue against Draco's lips, he thought that his brain would fry. Draco felt something like electricity go down his spine, making him gasp, as soon as Draco's tongue contacted Harry's, it turned all hot and passionate. Draco couldn't think, all his senses were just taken over by Harry, his smell, his touch, the feel of his hard body against Draco's. When Harry ended the kiss, they were both breathing hard. Draco gripped Harry's arm like a lifeline, and Harry felt the same way. He just wanted to drown into Draco but knew they had to come down, there were kids in the other room and party would start soon.
Harry blurted out suddenly, "Go out with me."
"Huh?" Draco still felt his ears buzzing, he had kissed, had been kissed a lot of times in his life but never in his life, had anyone managed to turn him incoherent with just one kiss.
"Go on a date with me? Please" Harry pleaded; he really didn't care if he sounded desperate.
"Mmm…Okay" Draco replied, he felt like he was floating on a cloud, and he really wanted to go on a date with Harry.
Harry was prepared to sweet-talk Draco into it, but he couldn't believe that Draco had agreed, so readily, 'maybe he really likes me' Harry felt his heart might burst from happiness at the thought, but before he could examine his thoughts, Draco was pushing him away.
Harry wanted to protest but he saw Draco's eyes looking towards the doorway and he turned around, to see Damien and Ashton run to him. His heart did another jump when with twin cries of 'Harry', they embraced him. Harry really did like Draco's family and felt a pang of longing in his heart that he hoped that he could be a part of it.
"Come on Harry, we're watching The Little Mermaid, I don't like it but it's Izzy's birthday and Daddy said that we have to do, what she wants" Damien was already tugging him towards the living room. Ashton was just nodding along.
Harry turned to look at Draco from the doorway, who was watching them with a peculiar expression on his face. Harry just couldn't resist, "Draco, your going to make me a great wife, one day." He ran away from the kitchen as he laughed with joy, before the spatula could hit him in the head.
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next chapter will be on sat, Harry and Draco go on a Date! yay! ;D
