It was cold, but Draco didn't mind that much. He sat on a folded blanket under a nearby tree, staring at the big gate. He knew Harry was returning today, but he had forgotten to ask when, so he was just going to wait until he showed up. He had only been outside for thirty minutes, but the oncoming winter was brutal and Draco's toes were already starting to go numb. He pulled Harry's hood up over his head and snuggled into the sweater.
When he had received Harry's swan, he knew he had to see him as soon as possible. Now they both knew what they wanted. Draco finally knew exactly what he wanted, and he wanted Harry. He wanted to cuddle and kiss him and spend all his time with him. He wanted to go on dates and sit in front of a fireplace with him and make stupid jokes and feed him his favourite food. And it seemed that that goal wasn't impossible to achieve. Harry had said that he missed him too. That he couldn't stop thinking about him. If he wasn't as smitten as Draco, he wouldn't say that, right?
Draco took a deep breath of the wonderfull scent that lingered in Harry's hoodie, slowly disappearing. Soon he would have the real thing. Tho he wasn't sure how long " soon" would be.
But he secretly hoped he would take his time. Because if Draco was really frozen when he came back, he would get that big hug and cuddles and Harry would fuss over him, and that was fantastic. That made him warm on the inside.
Once Harry did arrive, Draco was shivering under that naked tree. He was a sniffling, shaking mess after two whole hours out there, but it was worth it. The look on Harry's face was so worth it. The way he ran towards him as if nothing in the world was more important.
That was a damn good feeling.
Harry let his bag fall down on the ground as he kneeled and wrapped his arms tightly around the frozen Slytherin.
" Draco, you're ice cold.. " He mumbled and gently guided Draco's head into his neck, where his cold nose buried into the warm skin.
" Hi, Harry. " He whispered and wrapped his arms around him as well. Harry smiled softly and closed his eyes.
" Hi, Draco. " He sat down on the ground and Draco took the opportunity to crawl into his lap. Harry didn't protest, and just held him tightly.
" Have you been out here since i left? " Harry smiled as he moved some pretty blonde hair out of Draco's eyes. Draco grabbed his hand and leant his cheek against Harry's palm. Harry was taken a bit by surprise, but he just smiled and gently moved his thumb along Draco's temple.
" No.. just for a few hours.. " Draco mumbled and met Harry's gaze. His eyes look, if possible, extra green today, due to the contrast of the boring, grey world around them.
" Why on earth would you sit out here for that long? "
Draco smiled a bit.
" Because I missed you. "
The softest, warmest kiss in the world was gently placed on his forehead. Draco couldn't remember ever being kissed. Not ever by his mother. He couldn't explain it, but it felt like the warmth of the kiss spread thru his entire body.
" Let's get you inside. " Draco nodded, still in bliss, and got of Harry's lap. He stood up and watched as Harry stuffed the blanket he had been sitting on into his bag and took Draco's ice-cold hand into his own. What he wanted to do was wrap his arm around Draco's waist or carry him inside. But, since Draco was taller than him, he didn't think that would be practical.
They hurried up to the room of requirements and Harry quickly ran back and forth in front of the walls, thinking that he needed somewhere to warm Draco. The doors appeared and they peeked inside. There was a big fireplace with lots of beanbags and blankets in front of it. The warmth washed over them and Draco sighed in content. Harry gently lead him inside and put his bag down.
" This is perfect. " Draco mumbled. Harry walked up to him and smiled.
" Arms up. "
" What? "
" I need to take of your hoodie. "
Draco blinked.
" One, it's your hoodie, two, I won't protest but why? "
Harry laughed.
" Well, one, you can have it, and two, because it will be easier for the heat to get to you if you wear less clothes. "
Draco nodded, internally screaming as Harry's hands slid in under his shirt and undressed him.
Harry was also putting on a mask. How he had dreamed of doing this. Feeling his waist and undressing him. Only in his dreams, he would go a lot further and take of more than just a hoodie and his shoes. Harry kicked his own shoes of and threw himself into the sea of beanbags in front of the fire. He tried to not think about those dreams right now, or else things were going to get really awkward.
Draco chuckled and crawled on top of him, laying his head on Harry's chest. He closed his eyes and Harry threw a blanket over them both. Draco smiled as he felt his temperature rise, and Harry plays with his hair. He felt like he was in heaven. He stared into the fire and listened. Listened to the burning wood cracking, listened to Harry's heartbeat and breathing.
" If I stop responding it's because I have fallen asleep. " Draco mumbled and sighed happily. He knew it was going to be worth the wait.
" No, you can't fall asleep just yet, I have something to tell you. " Harry whined and ran his fingers thru Draco's Hair, making the blonde boy relax even more. He forced himself to look up at Harry.
" What? "
" My dad's got engaged yesterday. " Harry grinned as Draco's eyes lit up.
" That's amazing! " Draco propped himself up on his elbows and grinned happily at Harry.
" It is amazing, right? I mean, you're happy, right? "
Harry nodded.
" I'm really happy." Draco leant in closer and gave Harry an Eskimo-kiss. Harry returned it and giggled. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck.
" But I still couldn't stop thinking about you. " Harry murmured and looked deep into Draco's eyes. He watched in delight as his cheeks turned red and he couldn't even look at Harry. He laughed softly and pulled Draco down for a cuddle. Draco laid down next to Harry and locked their fingers together.
" I'm the one who is supposed to make you feel special. " He mumbled.
" How come. " Harry said, holding his hand happily. Draco blushed again.
" You know.. "
" No, i dont know. Tell me. "
" Because you're short. "
Harry laughed and squeezed Dracos hand. The honest, soft laugh that Draco loved so much.
" You're like two centimeters taller than me. "
" Yeah. That makes me the one who is supposed to be the big spoon and the dominant one. " Draco couldn't keep a straight face as he said that, as he was none of those things. Harry stroke his cheek softly.
" Do you want to be the big spoon? " Harry asked and tilted his head. Draco looked down quickly and smiled.
" I wouldn't mind. " Harry let go of his hand and turned over, snuggling back into Draco and closing his eyes. Draco grinned and wrapped his arm around him, burying his nose in Harry's messy hair. He heard Harry sigh and grinned even more. He could feel Harry's heartbeat against his body. He could feel them breathe in sync.
" Am I doing it right? " Draco whispered and Harry lovingly stroke the back of his hand.
" You're doing amazing. " Harry relaxed and felt Draco lovingly push his hair back. Draco had no idea what he was supposed to do, so he just sort of did what Harry had done. Played with his hair and held him close, hoping it would make him as happy as it did Draco.
Though there was one thing that Harry had done that Draco hadn't dared. But if Harry could gather the courage… why couldn't he? Draco pushed his hair back, exposing the scar on Harry's forehead and kissed his forehead, trying to make it as soft and gentle as Harry had kissed him.
Harry sighed happily and tried to come closer to Draco.
" Let's take a nap. " He mumbled and Draco nodded. He gently removed Harry's glasses and put them next to them on the floor. Draco watched the light from the flames play over Harry's beautiful face. It felt strangely intimate to see Harry without his glasses on. Never mind that his butt was pressed against his crotch and their legs were tangled up. The fact that Harry wasn't wearing glasses felt like they had already graduated, gotten their own little apartment and were going to bed in their shared bed. It was such a strange thing to try to explain, but it felt so nice.
" Draco, I can't sleep if you're staring at me. " Harry mumbled and Draco kissed his temple, which was usually hidden by Harry's glasses.
" Sorry. " He whispered and settled his face in Harry's neck.
And there, they slept together. Two boys, innocently resting in front of a fire. Two boys who had a very rough start but had finally fallen in love. Draco couldn't remember the last time he slept so well.
Harry woke up first, slightly confused as to where he was. He was aware that someone was holding him, which he had gotten used to, sleeping with both his dads holding onto him. But this didn't feel like any of his dads. And then he realised and relaxed into the touch. He turned around carefully and looked at Draco's sleeping face. He looked so peaceful, with his eyes closed and his mouth just slightly open. Harry gently put his hand on his cheek and just rested there with him. The fire was still burning bright and it felt like they had been there an eternity, yet no time at all. It was like this was their own little universe, independent of trivial things like time and space. Harry already knew this, but it wasn't until now that he truly realised that he didn't prefer being the big spoon, nor small spoon. He liked the both positions equally. But now, when he was secure in Draco's arms, he might be able to pick a favourite.
He slowly ran his thumb along Draco's soft lower lip. He very much wondered what it would be like to kiss those lips. Those pale, soft lips with many million little creases. He had felt them against his forehead. They had still been a little bit cold, but they had been careful, and soft and caring. His kisses, so careful, so nervous, so unsure, but so very wonderful. It was a sensation he never wanted to loose.
What if he just.. stole a kiss? While he slept? He would never know.. was that so wrong? Harry moved closer. He wanted so badly to know what those lips tasted like. His heart was racing as he felt the soft, hot breaths against his mouth.
Just a small little kiss…
No!
But why not? Please?
Idiot, you can't steal his first kiss!
Harry swallowed hard and pulled back. It felt like it physically hurt. Oh, how he didn't want to pull away. He needed to kiss this boy!
Harry placed a kiss right next to Draco's lips. Then one more. Then one more. Then one on his cheek. Then on the tiny little mole under his ear. Then on his sharp jawline. Then on his warm neck. Draco's grip tightened around him and Harry grinned.
Oh, so you like that? You naughty Slytherin...
Harry spread soft, innocent kisses on his neck, earning a grin from the sleeping beauty.
" Hey, wake up… Sweetheart, wake up. " Harry mumbled and kept kissing his neck. Draco moved and mumbled something. Harry grinned and pecked his nose.
" Wake up, I'm bored. " That wasn't true. Harry could go on for hours and just press his lips against Draco's skin. When his sleeping beauty still wouldn't wake up, he whined and sat up. He repeatedly poked his face, but still nothing. Harry sighed and leant down, whispering in his ear.
" Do I need to wake you with a true love's kiss? "
" Yes, please. " Draco whispered back and Harry grinned.
" You sneaky Slytherin. How long were you faking it? " Harry kissed the top of his ear and sat up again. Draco opened his eyes slowly and smiled up at his darling, who were putting his glasses back on.
" Not sure. From about when you called me your sweetheart. " Draco reached up and touched Harry's cheek.
" It feels like I have been covered with tiny fairy kisses. "
Harry grinned.
" I don't know what you're talking about. " Harry leant down and they shared a sweet Eskimo-kiss. Draco tangled his fingers into Harry's hair and sighed.
" I can't wait until I get to kiss you for real. " Draco sighed and closed his eyes.
Harry blinked.
" What?" But Draco just laid there, looking blissful.
" No, Draco, what's stopping you from doing it now? "
Draco laughed at the adorable expression on his face.
" Because, Potter, we haven't even been on our first proper date yet. It would be unacceptable to have our first kiss. " Harry pouted.
" But the fire is all romantic and we cuddled and had a nap together. "
" Yeah, I agree. But what if our date goes to shit and I don't want to be with you? I'm not just going to give my first kiss to anyone. "
" Oh, I'm just anyone to you? " Draco kissed his cheek and leant their foreheads together.
" You know you're my special sweetheart. "
Harry smiled and nodded.
" I know… so.. how badly do I need to fuck up that date to not get that kiss? "
" Pretty damn badly. "
Harry grinned.
" Do I have a chance? "
Draco nodded and Eskimo-kissed him.
" I would have to say that you have all the chances in the world. "
Harry sighed and laid down again.
" Finally the odds are on my side. "
Once they had said their proper goodbyes and goodnights, Harry returned to the Gryffindor tower. Waiting was hell. After confirmation that yes, Draco wanted to kiss him too, it was nearly impossible to stay away. He just wanted to hold his soft cheeks and plant a big one right on his lips. He sighed.
Draco, you're killing me…
" Harry. " Harry snapped his head up to see who was talking to him. Ron was sitting on the couch in front of the Gryffindor fireplace. Harry swallowed and hitched his bag higher up on his shoulder.
" Ron. "
Ron ran his hand thru his hair.
" Can we talk? "
" …. I guess. "
" Will you sit down? "
" No. "
" Fair enough. Look i… I have realised many things since you left. After I called you… that word… even when I said it I felt like I wanted to throw up. I just… My family found out and literally everyone told me what a fucking idiot I was and how disappointed they were… Ginny even gave me a black eye. "
Harry crossed his arms.
" Am I supposed to have sympathy for you? "
" Hermione broke up with me. "
" Look, man, I'm not surprised. "
Ron hid his face in his hands and clenched his jaw.
" I'm.. I'm so so sorry. " He whined and sobbed quietly.
" I fucked everything up and I miss my friends and… "
Harry let his arms drop. He sighed and went and sat down next to his mate.
" I never, ever meant to call you that. I don't think anything less of you because you prefer blokes... I.. you will always be my first, best mate I have ever had and I really really hope that you and Malfoy are really happy together and you.. "
He sobbed and stared at the floor.
" I just… I'm so sorry and I just.. I want to be friends again. "
Harry gave his friend a hug and rubbed his back.
" Moony and dad got engaged. "
" Really? "
" Yeah. "
They hugged tightly and Ron sniffled into Harry's shoulder.
" Hey ~ It's okay. It's fine... " Harry pulled away and looked at his face.
" Come on, no need to cr- shit that is a ….. black eye. "
Ron nodded.
" She was livid. Didn't even curse me or anything just straight up punched me. "
They sat up and talked for quite some time. About Ginny, about Draco, about Hermione, about Remus and Sirius, about the whole adoption thing. And they kept talking when they laid down in bed. Harry was surprised that they really had that much to talk about. Then again, they hadn't talked properly since school started. When the clock struck two, they finally decided to go to sleep. Ron started snoring almost immidiatly, but Harry just couldn't. Something was missing. The warmth of flames and gentle arms around him. He sighed and buried his face in his pillow.
Stupid Draco, making me all… like this!
Not kissing certainly didn't get easier over time. The week that followed Harry's return was torture. It contained a lot of begging, groaning, kissing up, pleading, but nothing would work. Draco did soften up a little tho, by allowing Harry to kiss him anywhere but his lips. Harry had smirked when he said it, but hadn't dared to do anything even remotely inappropriate. But that didn't mean Harry didn't take advantage of the rule. He kissed his hands, his shoulders, his collarbones, his neck, his jaw, his face, his head, his feet… He loved it, because random little kisses seemed to make Draco really happy.
That tall dork
Harry thought to himself as he walked down to breakfast with Ron and Hermione. There was somewhat of a tense atmosfear as they walked together. Ron had somehow convinced Hermione to get back together with him, but Hermione was still pissed and Ron walked on eggshells.
As they stepped into the great hall, Harrys eyes immediately looked over at the edge of the Slytherin table where his beautiful Draco was sitting all alone. Their eyes met and they both grinned. Harry reached his hand out and Draco blinked, a bit confused. Harry rolled his eyes and walked up to the Slytherin table, now with most of the great halls eyes on him and took Draco's hand. The one which wasn't holding a bit of toast.
" Come on, you're gonna come and sit with us today. "
Draco looked over at the red table.
" Are you sure that's okay? I won't be attacked? "
Harry chuckled and tugged on his hand
" No one will hurt you as long as I'm around. They wouldn't dare. "
Draco smiled and stood up, walking with Harry to the Gryffindor table. Once there, he was met by a smiling Hermione Granger and a confused Ron Weasley.
" Hello, Malfoy. " Hermione greeted.
" Hi.. " Draco looked at Harry for directions and the raven haired boy laughed.
" You don't need to be scared, it's just a table. " Harry sat down and patted the seat next to him. Draco sat down and looked around. Most people seemed to have stopped staring by now, but he still felt very vulnerable. There was only one solution in his mind.
" Harry, hold me. " He mumbled.
" Hm? " Harry turned to him with his mouth filled with tentacle tart. Draco leant in close and whispered harshly.
" Hold me. People are staring. " Draco relaxed as Harry's strong arm wrapped around him and pulled him closer. He was warm, as always. And he was safe. Draco leant his knee against Harrys as to say sorry for sounding angry. He somehow though that Harry would understand.
" Better? " Harry asked softly, and Draco nodded. He felt a soft kiss to his temple and smiled a bit. He stayed like that for a moment before stealing some of Harry's tart.
They said goodbye to Ron and Hermione and walked out of the castle hand in hand. This time, a lot more people noticed. They got a lot of looks and glares, but Harry barely even seem to notice them. Maybe he was too used to it. Draco held his head high and held Harry's hand tightly, letting them know that he didn't care what they thought. The two of them got into a carriage and Harry grinned. It was a bumpy, windy ride down to Hogsmeade, but it didn't matter much since Harry got to hold Draco's hands thru their mittens. However, they were lucky, because this particular November day the rain held up and displayed a pale blue sky. Once they arrived, Draco insisted on helping Harry down from the carriage. Harry just shook his head and laughed, but he allowed it. It was quite fun. They walked hand in hand down the semi-busy road, knowing both of their hearts were clapping hard in their chests. It was one thing to cuddle in the room of requirements, or hold hands inside of Hogwarts, but to publicly display their relationship would come with untold consequences. Harry, being the saviour of the wizarding world and all that would make the first page both for being gay, only that would have made headlines, but also falling in love with an ex- death eater. And the press would most likely not be gentle to Draco. They both knew that on some level, but hadn't dared to say it.
But they were safe for now so Harry squeezed Draco's hand lovingly and suggested they get a butterbeer at The three broomsticks. Draco agreed and they stepped into the warmth, grinning as the smell of old wood, fire and sugar reached them.
" I'll go order and you can pick a table? " Harry looked at Draco, who nodded and kissed his cheek before hurrying to get a table in the corner for a bit more privacy. Harry ordered for the both of them, paid, and brought the two big cups over to Draco. The blonde had removed his coat and scarf and was nervously waiting, looking around himself constantly. Harry smiled softly and sat down opposite of his nervous ferret and took his hand.
" Relax. No one knows we are here. No one cares, either. " He ran his thumb over Draco's fingers, making the taller boy smile.
" Sorry. " Draco leant forwards and Harry placed a calming kiss on his forehead.
" Do you want a protection kiss too? " Harry mumbled against his forehead, and Draco grinned.
" That wasn't a protection kiss? "
" No, that was a calm-down kiss. " Harry kissed his forehead again and pulled back.
" I forgot to ask if you like whipped cream or not so you didn't get any.. uhm.. I hope that's okay. "
Draco nodded and took a sip out of his butterbeer.
" For future dates- " Draco looked into his eyes and smirked slightly.
" I love whipped cream. "
Harry smiled and nodded, completely oblivious to what Draco was trying to imply. The blonde rolled his eyes and sipped his beer.
Why do you have to be so clueless, potter?
They sat in bliss, holding each other's hands over the table and just talked. Just chatted about, making jokes, holding hands. After all, they were teenagers, and they were on a date. That was all it was, really. But that wasn't what people saw.
When suddenly there was a huge flash of white light, Harry thought they were being cursed, and his heart started pounding. But it wasn't a curse, it was a camera flash. No, there was more than one. Harry turned his head. People were shouting at him. At Draco. They were asking things. And the cameras wouldn't stop flashing. He felt as tho the world suddenly went in slow motion.
All kinds of people were there. Young girls, old men, unidentifiable people behind the cameras, young men, old ladies, and everyone was suddenly shouting.
The world disappeared around him and was replaced with trees and a grey sky. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and hugged him tightly.
" Are you okay? " He held him close and buried his face in his messy, Black hair. When Harry didn't respond, he pulled back and looked into his eyes.
" It's okay! I'm here, it's just the two of us. Just you and me. " He touched his pretty face and watched as Harry's gorgeous green eyes focused back on him. The first thing Harry did was to grab Draco's scarf off the ground and carefully wrapped it around his neck.
So many things ran thru Draco's mind. He couldn't believe that the first thing Harry thought of doing was to make sure he wasn't cold. Focused on him, instead of himself.
That was all confirmation Draco needed that this boy was the one. He held Harry's face and softly pressed his lips against Harrys.
Suddenly, there weren't many thoughts in his head anymore.
(* Hey everyone. Is anyone even reading this story anymore? I feel like no one is reading anymore. If you like this story, please leave a review and let me know, because if no one likes it, I don't see a reason to continue writing it.
