Chapter 10: Flowers and Chocolates and Other Cliche Stuff
Harry laughed and lunged for Draco's stomach as they skated around the huge Muggle Ice Skating rink. Draco tipped backwards before pushing him back with surprising athleticism. "Nice try, but I'm not that old!" Harry yelped and steadied himself on the ice. Draco laughed and put both hands on Harry's shoulders to keep him up. Harry thanked him and pulled him back towards the edge of the rink. "I guess I'm not as good at this as I thought I would be." Draco raised his eyebrow at him. "Oh, the golden boy not so good at something on his first try for once? The horror." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Very funny, prat. It's not like I'm the great Malfoy who's been on the ice rink since he was a toddler." Draco shrugged and pulled Harry out into the ice rink again. "They had to entertain me somehow when I wasn't in the manor. Skating lessons was a good way to keep me out of the way." Draco grimaced. "My ego made me fall on my own arse a lot." Harry chuckled. I wouldn't doubt it, Harry thought, admiring Draco's reckless form as he skated across the circle with abandon of any fear. "Anything else you learned you would like to share?" Harry called after him, as Draco skated farther from him.
"Not much. I learned skating, French, skiing, sledding, lacrosse, polo, and other sensible skills a man should learn." Harry's jaw dropped as he tried to catch up with him without falling on the ice himself. "Are you joking? That's a shite load! And I'm guessing you learned other stuff you weren't supposed to, too?" Draco looked back at him and smirked. "Of course. And you're failing to skate in the right form, Potter." Harry blushed and corrected his form to what he saw Draco was doing, well, backwards now. "You should be helping me, prat." Harry yelled at him, not caring if muggles looked at them weird.
Draco grinned and skated back towards him, then circled him as if he was a bird weighing in on his prey. "You look like you're doing fine." Draco incorrectly observed. "I'd be better if you'd stop swirling around me and helped me go faster than a baby duck." Harry said, wobbling on his skates. Draco finally indulged him and stopped by his side. "Fine. Grab on." Draco said, holding out his arm. Harry took it, a little concerned with what Draco was going to do, but nevertheless needing his help more than anything. Besides, if Harry fell, he'd be taking Draco down with him. "Do your worst." Harry told him.
Draco gaped at him mockingly. "Oh Harry, I would never! You do trust me, don't you?" Draco said, pulling Harry's arm close. Harry rolled his eyes. "Like I trust the Prophet with my arse." Draco gave him a look and looked like he was debating about whether to push him, but decided not to because it would only prove Harry's point. Harry smirked at the gears working in Draco's head. "You're so predictable." Harry said as Draco's arm drooped from where it had tensed. Draco growled at him and pulled him in for a kiss. "Did you expect that?" Draco said, pulling away just as fast. Harry grinned. "Kinda."
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After annoying Harry for another hour, Draco was parched and wanted the two of them to go and get something to drink. Luckily, the muggle place had a bar, and they could easily take their skates off just to sit down. Draco was surprised when Harry's aura of goldenness didn't immediately attract a waiter to their table. "Yeah, in the muggle world it's not so much about prestige that gets first order, than the size of a girl's bits." Harry whispered to him. Draco's eyes widened as he saw that indeed, waiters gravitated to the girl who showed the most cleavage first. "Harry! Hermione would hit you if she heard you say that."
Harry laughed and soon enough, the waiter finally came over to take their order. Draco ordered the most prestigious wine on catalog, as he told Harry, the most expensive is always the best, Harry, and Harry ordered a house favorite. What they do the most is what they do the best, Draco, Harry told him in response. When the drinks finally got there, Draco stole a flower out of a nearby pot and handed it to Harry. "For you, my love." Harry laughed and took it. "Oh, you're a dick. You know you're not supposed to take those, right?" Draco grinned as he sat back down on his stool, drink still in hand. "Of course."
Harry put the carnation inside his coat pocket and took a first sip of the drink. It didn't taste that good as a Butter Beer, but he would never let Draco know that, so he kept drinking with a smirk on his face as Draco drunk his. It seemed to be turning into a contest, and Draco kept his eyes on Harry as they finished their drinks at the same time. "Damnit." Draco said, cleaning his mouth with a napkin as he spoke foul words. Harry laughed and grabbed his own napkin and wiping it off less as neat. "You're such a pig!" Draco said, looking ghastly as he dropped the napkin into the empty glass.
"And you're not?" Harry questioned, getting up and offering a hand to Draco mockingly. Draco dismissed it, instead getting up himself and wobbling only a little bit, but enough to make Harry notice. "You're drunk already, aren't you?" Harry asked. Draco glared at him. "Of course not!" Draco wheezed. "Okay, whatever. You know I'm a lightweight!" Draco defended himself as he leaned on Harry. Harry laughed as Draco looked around as if the world was ending. "I got you, don't worry." Harry said, half-carrying Draco to the apparation point. "Home? Already? How boring of you, Potter." Draco slurred.
"If I knew you'd be so drunk after one drink, I would've taken you home sooner." Harry responded, reaching for his wand hidden in his coat pocket. "Ugh!" Draco complained, squeezing on Harry tight as they apparated back. "Try not to puke on my coat, please. Hermione just bought it for me." Harry complained as Draco's cheeks resembled a frog's. "I'm not going to puke, you slag!" Draco said, steadying himself on the ground. "Ok. I'm good. I'm good-" Draco said as he hurled on the ground. "Merlin. Now I know why you can never finish a wine." Harry said, cleaning up with his wand. "Let's just go and get you a box of chocolates, okay?" Draco nodded and sighed.