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Warning: This is a yaoi pairing for anyone you doens't realize, but no warnings other then that
AN: Next chappie Hope everyone enjoy's I take suggestions and crititism as well as nice comments. Oh talking about comments, I recieved this one:
corveruth
OK so, fanfiction update alerts are officially defunct! i just took a chance and checked, and voila- this story had updated- to think that If I hadnt been feeling adventurous I might have missed the new chapter altogether:D
keep writing!
cheers..
corveruth
This is that part I want you to read: P.S- can you include a flashback on how it all began :D fun!
And so i decided to take their wonderful advice Thanks btw, I do take suggestion! In fact I love suggestions, they make me a better writer!! (oh, and it's not the way beginning of their relationship, but it's close )
"Hey hero, Weasley has dinner for us." Draco called into the room knocking gently on the door. He paused waiting for an answer. There was none. Rolling his eyes he opened the door, the Hero in particular was sitting in the window seat overlooking muggle London. He looked so lost, and angry.
"Harry?" Draco said walking closer. The only sign from the raven-headed boy that he had heard him was a soft shift in his body.
"I'm not hungry." Voiced the boy suddenly not turning his head from the window. Draco snorted and sat down in front of him.
"You're eating." Draco stated.
"You're not my mum." Harry retorted, turning his head to glare at him. Draco went unphased and saw Harry turn his attention back to the London scene.
"I'm not, but I'll make sure to go get one, such as a Mrs. Weasley." Harry threw him another dirty glare before sighing.
"What's up." Draco finally asked leaning back in the small alcove, he head on the window so he would be able to see Harry's face.
"Just thinking." Harry murmured not looking at him.
"That's a first." Draco replied grinning. He received another annoyed look before Harry broke out in a small smile,
"Yeah imagine that." Harry said finally, his hands nervously clasped and Draco caught the jade glancing over his features and quickly jerking away for fear of gettign caught. This wasn't the first this had happened, and Draco was getting pretty annoyed that Harry wouldn't just ask, for gods sake's Harry knew he was gay.
"What were you thinking about?" Draco asked softly, leaning forward to make sure Harry couldn't look away when he answered. Harry only stared at him looking down again mumbling something. Draco made a sound of extreme annoyance, putting both hands on either side of Harry's cheeks and pushed the face upwards; waiting until the jade eye's snapped up to his.
"What were you thinking about?" He asked again. Harry face went warm under his hands as the boy flushed.
"You." Was the final uttered reply. Draco took it in for a second, watching if anything the blush grow even brighter and hotter under his hands. He stared at Harry for a second before realization dawned on him.
"Me?" he asked gently, "Are you telling me you're gay?" Draco went on his face only inches from Harry's. He could feel the erratic breath.
"I don't know." Harry replied softly, his eyes flickering over Draco's face before landing on the lips and then jerking themselves back to the blonds eyes.
"Do you want to find out?" Draco asked weighing each word carefully. The jade orbs went wide as Draco moved in even closer, invading his personal space, before leaning into him.
"Draco…" Harry started, his hand pressed on the chest. The Slytherin cut him off with a look, then,
"Kiss me."
"Wha—what?" Harry stuttered his jade his wide.
"We're going to prove right now if you are gay or not." Draco confirmed, "So Kiss me."
"But…I…I've…I don't know…how." Harry finally managed out. Draco bit back his smirk,
"You've never kissed anybody before?" He asked softly, his lips almost millimeters from Harry's, he glanced down and then back up to Harry's eye's waiting for the answer.
"Cho Chang. And she was crying." He muttered. At that the Blond let out a snort of laughter dropped his head grinning.
"Oh shut up." Harry growled, Draco looked up again, his face set and serious.
"Kiss me." He repeated.
"Draco I already told you I don't know how!"
"Just do it." Draco urged, his hands had made their way to around Harry's neck and had been playing absentmindedly there for awhile. Harry gave him a look that cleary said, 'Fine, but you're going to regret this.'. He leaned in brushed his lips up against Draco's. The mouth dropped slightly and he flicked his tongue out to caress Harry's bottom lip. The boy in question pulled back.
"See. I kissed you." He muttered looking away.
"No you don't." Draco said forcing him to look at him before he pressed his mouth back to Harry's feeling the mouth gasp. He flick his tongue gently into the hot cavern before retreated. He felt Harry hesitate before relaxing and the other boy's hands pulled him closer. Draco slowed the kiss until their lips were both separated and both were breathing a bit more raggedly then they had been earlier.
"Draco…" Harry started, his teeth gnawing his bottom lip, "That wasn't just a random whim of yours was it?" He asked his voice almost too soft to hear. The Slytherin smiled softly cupping the face once more.
"What do you think?" Before he kissed him again.
"Harry…Harry!"
"We're going t have hot sex up against you're bedroom door tonight." Harry jerked back to reality in a flash feeling a hot breath at his ear. He turned to stare at Draco incredously.
"That got his attention." He heard Ron mutter on his other side choking on his meal. Luckily no one else had heard Draco's comment and Harry glared at him.
"What?" he hissed in annoyance.
"You. Potter. Need to stop thinking so much."
"That's a lovely shade of Red Harry." Fred said laughing, interrupting their conversation.
"Fred! Don't rude!" Mrs. Weasley snapped
"Sorry Mum." Fred murmured, flashing Draco a grin. Harry managed to control his flush and turn his attention back to his food.
"So, Mr. Potter, what were you thinking about?" Draco asked quietly glad the din of the room.
"What do you think I was thinking about?" Harry retorted.
"Brooms and Snitches." Draco replied flippantly, "Don't forget we weren't done with our conversation from earlier."
"Not here." Harry whispered,
"Fine then." Draco replied, "But tell me what were you thinking." Harry flushed again.
"Our first kiss…" The raven-headed man murmured. Draco started in surprise, then smiled...
"Big Game tomorrow right?" The both heard Mr. Weasley ask and Harry look away quickly,
"Yeah, Wood said our first team was tough, but I think these guys will be just as hard." Harry suddenly spoke up. Draco glanced from the flowers at the centerpiece and then to the raven-haired man, rolling his eyes, annoyed they were interrupted again. Not that that surprised him at all, they were at the Weasley's, even though their were only five Weasely's their.
"Says the one not playing." Ron said grinning.
"Hey!"
"Dinner was excellent as always Molly." Draco said gallantry,
"You've always been such a gentlemen—Fred, George why can't either of you be like him, I know your both older but for merlins sake!"
"But mum, we wouldn't look good as blonds!" George said indignantly earning the scary Mrs Weasley glare.
"And Harry, please don't be a stranger." Molly said giving Harry a motherly hug. They were both laden with four years of Weasley mother stitching when they walked out the front door.
"Don't be late tomorrow." Harry said to Fred, George.
"Have faith in us at least once!"
Harry laughed and turned hearing the door close behind them. The Blond saw him raise his wand for and apparation spell but grabbed his wrist.
"You're not leaving." He said.
"But…"
"No buts. We have a discussion to finish."
"Here?" Draco looked around and nodded as he observed the long winding drive way leading into the country.
"We're going to take a walk."
"Fine." Harry muttered. They started walking in relative silence down the dirt road. The blond finally began the conversation when they were a good distance away from the house.
"If you knew, then why did you push me away like that?" Draco asked softly, The raven-hiared man sighed softly, his face controting in thought and anger.
"I was...a wreck…Draco I killed…so many…I didn't know what to do afterwards…I couldn't imagine you actually wanted to still be with me and then when I found out Hermione had…died…" Harry trailed off not finishing his sentance. Draco glanced over at him,
"I wanted to help." He said, "And I still do." He stopped and grabbed Harry's hand lacing his fingers with the other mans. Harry looked at him, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Are you sure, I've treated you pretty ridiculously for the past few weeks." He managed. Draco cupped his cheek with his hand thumbing under an eye.
"I've waited years to see you again, do you think I'd let you go so easily?"
"You certainly were in high hopes of me getting me out of your life until I…which I'm sorry about…I didn't mean to come onto you like I did—" Draco captured his lips in his own, the others mouth dropped open in an inhale of breath which he quickly flicked his tongue teasingly against Harry's hearing a soft whimper in return.
"It was wonderful. I was just in denial." Draco said at the lips sighing as he wrapped his arms around the Harry's neck feeling two hands snake around him pulling him deeper into the hug.
"I'll never let go again." He heard Harry whisper, the tightening arms around his person affirming the statement. Draco smiled into the neck, It felt so good to be back in his arms. He pulled back slightly,
"I'm still pissed at you." Draco voiced.
"Oh...Is there anything that will make stop beign mad at me?" Harry asked, The blond smirked running his finers through harry's hair pushing the dark locks back away from his face.
"Yes." He said. Harry waited for him to answer but he didn't he only smiled, "But you'll have to figure that out yourself."
"You're aggrevating." Harry muttered, Draco tightened his fingers, fisting the hair and saw Harry wince,
"Says the man whom is walking a fine line."He loosened his fingers gingerly pshing the hair back in place.
"Then can I start with a kiss?" Harry asked leaning into him,
"AS long as we only finish with a kiss." Draco replied airily before Harry hasitly pressed his lips to his in a warm kiss.
"450 to 435! The Gryphons Eyrie win!!" The announcer shouted above the crowd as Draco held the fluttering snitch in his gloved hand smirking over at Fred who was grinning widely.
"Bit close their dontcha think Draco?" He asked before Draco was almost barreled over by another maroon and white streak. He gripped the handle of his broom almost loosing his balance—
"If you didn't catch that snitch I would of killed you!" Wood roared. Draco tried to breath around his strangle hold and heard a loud laugh through the roaring crowd.
"Hands off Wood!" He grinned and struggled back watching Harry fly towards them, snorting in laughter as two Weasley's attacking him from both sides.
"Guess what! Your boyfriend caught the snitch!! Your boyfriend caught the snitch!!!" They both yelled together.
"No shit—Get off of me!!" Harry attempted to untangle himself from all the Weasley limbs but didn't manage very far. Wood had finally let go of him but Harry was still trying to get out of the arm lock the twins had on him,
"Let go you bloody Weasley's!" Harry choked.
"Hey, hey, hey, he's mine." Draco said with a wide smirk.
"That's no fair, now that he's back on form you want him all your self. What a prick." Fred huffed indignantly letting Harry go hastily with an upraised nose.
"Yeah, honestly." George affirmed with the same gesture, "Have him back—If that's all we mean to you—after having to shove you guys back together!" the red-head said wiping a finger under his eye in mock sorrowfulness.
"Bugger off." Said the blond with a grin.
"Humphe!—the nerve of some people!" Fred said as the two Weasley's flew off.
"Good save." Harry said nodding towards the snitch in Draco's hand as they began descending back to the ground.
"Well the lot of them were bloody cheaters in my opinion." Draco replied, absentmindedly. Things weren't still back to normal between them, and Harry had turned practically back into the teenager the war seemed to had killed off. Somewhat bashful, but still slightly moody. Harry was glancing at him every given moment as they walked in silence after his last comment.
"You hide nothing from me." Draco said stopping and turning towards Harry with a small smile, "What is it?"
Harry started in surprise, then grinned,
"I have one more gift." He finally said leaning towards the Blond and smirking, the other man in question waited expectedly, either for the gift or for a kiss, but he got neither. He looked down to the lips then to Harry's eyes, "But you'll have to wait till later to get it."
"What!" Draco exclaimed, "That's not fair." He pouted. He only got a teasing kiss in return.
"All fair in love and war, And anyway, I thought you were still mad at me" Harry replied starting to walk away still grinning.
"I so did not sign up for this." Draco muttered to himself before following the other and watching his backside appreciatively. "But I so signed up for that." He continued with a small grin.
"And I'm still mad at you--don't think you can win one over me just yet!" He called after Harry. The raven-hiared man only turned his a knowing smirked placed on his lips.
"That's what you think Draco." He called back. Draco glacned over his features once more and sighed with a smile.
TBC
AN: So yay!! They're getting back together--Everyone cheer And whoop and holler and all that jazz