Harry was sitting at the kitchen table. After his first attempt at breakfast, he decided to give up, not feeling too hungry. He wondered again what errand Malfoy was talking about but quickly gave up on that too.

It was well into the afternoon when he heard a knock at the door. Hoping it was Malfoy he raced to the door and opened it. Malfoy stood there slightly smiling, waiting to be let in.

"Potter, I barely got my hand away from the door when you answered it. Were you waiting for me to show up?" Harry felt himself blush and stepped back to let Malfoy in. "You don't have any plans tonight, do you Potter?"

"Not that I know of." Harry didn't have any plans now that Eric was out of the picture though he knew that now was his chance to start getting his life back together and start having fun again.

"Then it's set. We're going out for dinner."

"Wait, what? Who said?"

"Please? I know this really great place and I want to take you there. Don't worry, it's not the manor or any high end place so you don't have to dress up, but you should still wear some clean clothes and-"

"No." Malfoy looked stunned. Harry was sure he didn't expect to be turned down.

"Why not?"

"Because maybe I don't want to. Maybe I just want us to stay here together for dinner." Harry had finally realized how much control Eric had over his life and he wasn't about to let Malfoy take his place. Harry especially didn't like the fact that he chose for them. He wanted to test Malfoy's limits

"Please Potter? Just this once. We could stay together on any other night just not tonight."
"No. I don't want to go." Harry decided to be stubborn. He wanted to stay and not be whisked away to someplace where he probably didn't even want to go to. Malfoy looked at him a little desperately then just gave in.

"Fine. We could stay here tonight but let me first write a letter apologizing to Granger, telling her why we can't come to dinner when she so kindly invited us," Malfoy snapped.

"Hermione? That's where we were going to go? To Hermione and Ron's?"

"I wanted to keep it a surprise. I saw Granger today in Diagon Alley and had a nice chat. In the end, she invited us to dinner."

"You told her about us?"

"No, she asked what my relationship with you is, and I told her she had to ask you if she wanted to know." Harry walked over and flopped down on the couch.

"I feel bad now. I thought you were going to take me to a restaurant that I would feel uncomfortable in. So I wanted to stay in a more private environment. All you wanted to do was take me out to see my friends at their house. I feel like an idiot." Malfoy walked over to the couch ad sat down next to Harry.

"You're not an idiot. You just didn't know. It's ok. I'm sorry for snapping at you."

"Don't worry about it. I've had worse." That only made Malfoy feel worse about it, knowing that Harry didn't deserve someone snapping at him after the way he's already been treated. After a few moments of silence Harry jumped up.

"What am I waiting for? I need to get cleaned up before Hermione gives me a lecture on hygiene."

"So you're going?" asked Malfoy.

"Of course, unless you aren't going. Hermione might have warmed up to you but I can't say anything about Ron."

"I'll go. I'll take my chances with Weasley. I've always been the better wizard so he can't really do much harm." Harry started heading to his bedroom when a question from Malfoy stopped him.

"What am I to you?" Harry turned to see the face of a man who must have been stressing on this question.

"My punisher," he said and walked into the bedroom, leaving no chance for Malfoy to respond.

"Punisher?" Draco whispered to himself. He better have a different word tonight or those two will have his head. It would be good bye Draco. He began to think of what they would do to him if that's what Harry said. Granger would use a spell that she probably learned from one of her many books. Weasley would probably use physical torture.

The bedroom door opened and Draco wished he closed his eyes because Potter came out wearing only a towel. It was making him react more than he wanted. Great, getting all horny before he was supposed to convince Potter's friends that he was the best man for Potter. He just got a head job this morning, how could he already be ready for more?

"Malfoy? Have you seen my soap? It should be in the shower but it's not. I just bought a new bottle so I thought I might not have put it in yet."

"You know, you really shouldn't come out dressed like that." Potter looked down then suddenly realizing his mistake; he blushed and headed for the door.

"Oh no, you don't," said Draco as he hurried to catch Potter. "I think I'll have to give you a little punishment for that." Potter blushed more and tugged against Draco's grasp. Draco grabbed both his arms pulling him closer. "I wouldn't struggle, the towel might fall." Harry stood still and blushed. The blush didn't stop at his face but spread down his neck and to his bruise covered chest.

Draco began to kiss him. Starting at the lips and working his way down. He made a path down Potter's neck then to his chest. He placed his mouth on one of Potter's nipples, sucking and nibbling, while his hand was copying the movements on the other.

Potter had to lean against the wall to keep from falling. Little moans kept escaping his lips. Draco pulled his mouth away from the first nipple and put it on the second, again using his hand on the other. Potter reached up and pulled Draco away from his nipples and to his mouth, their tongues swirled around each other. Potter pushed himself from the wall and pulled Draco into the bedroom.

He pulled himself from Potter's mouth long enough to say, "We can't."

"I know which is why we aren't going to the bed. We're going to the shower," he said and placed his mouth back where it was before Draco pulled away.

Draco thought for a moment. He didn't exactly want to have their first time in a shower. He wanted to do it right, on a bed, for hours of nothing but that, not quickly in the shower lasting a couple minutes. He also disapproved of the whole sex without love concept. He loved Harry, but what about Harry?

"Potter, no. Not today," said Draco trying to pull away. Potter just pulled that much closer.

"Why not?" He asked between kisses. Draco could tell Potter was really starting to lose himself to Draco. Draco pulled himself completely away, holding Potter an arm's length away.

"I don't want our first time to be some quick thing right before we head out for dinner because that's exactly where it's heading. If make love to you, it's going to be a full night of passion. I also don't like sex without love."

"Oh. Sorry. I guess I'll go take a shower now," he replied ashamed of his suggestion. He released himself from Draco's light grip and hurried to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him with a little too much force. Draco thought he might have been a little too harsh but he couldn't put it any other way.

Notes: Thanks guys! Hope you like the story so far! I couldn't find a good name for this chapter so sorry if it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. I hate coming up with names. I'm starting get the feeling I sort of rushed at a few of these chapters but I think the rushing fits in a little better later in the story. Anyways, thank for the support! I love the reviews!