Author's Note: I probably wouldn't have updated this amazing story right now if it wasn't for the lovely TheMorganGirl! She's super and she's writing a Harry and Draco story for the first time, so go cheer her on and help me convince her to post it ;D
Chapter 10: First Year Part 3
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The school year slowly progressed and before the small group of Slytherins realized it, Halloween was approaching. Draco was excited to an extreme, it was his favourite holiday after all! His mother had told him he could not dress up…but, he had some ideas up his sleeve - you can't ignore the traditions of Halloween!
Harry woke up early the morning of Halloween, surprisingly, what wasn't surprising was Draco's small frame cuddled against him. He grinned and slowly made his way out of the bed, heading to the bathroom. He cast a quick 'tempus' charm that Draco had taught him, and realized it was still six in the morning. Oh, well.
About half an hour later, Harry was assaulted by a small blonde boy. "Harry James Potter, why did you wake up at six and not wake me up also!"
Harry gave him an innocent smile, "Well, you looked so cute. I couldn't live with myself if I woke you up!"
Draco only glared and proceeded to get ready. Darn Harry! Now he would have to work extra hard if he wanted his plans to go perfectly. "Why are you awake so early, anyway? Especially since there are no classes today," He wrinkled his brow in confusion while he spoke, unable to understand the mystery that was his boyfriend.
"I'm not sure, really. I just woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided I might as well get ready."
Draco shot him a suspicious look, "Why would you get ready so early, though?"
Harry shrugged, not really wanting to know why Draco was behaving so…oddly.
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It was bordering ten and Draco still wasn't ready - didn't he wake up, what, four hours ago? Harry was lying on his - well their - bed, and counted the ceiling tiles for the fifth time in the last hour. Why was he taking so long?
"Draco, what are you doing? It's almost ten! You've been in there for four hours! Don't you want to have breakfast?"
Draco's muffled reply could be heard through the bathroom door, "Go on without me, I'll be there in a bit."
Harry rolled his eyes but complied with the younger male's wishes. No point in waiting any longer.
Down in the common room Blaise and Pansy were seated waiting, "Finally! What's taken his majesty so long this time?" Blaise asked, sour.
"I have no clue, he's still not ready! Maybe his hair is being weird, or something. I can never know with him… I mean, I think he always looks perfect, but no my opinion doesn't really matter… He's just never satisfied with his -"
Pansy quickly stopped him from continuing his, what was going to be long, rant. "That's Draco for you, let's just go to the Great Hall. I'm sure he'll be there soon."
"What about Ron?" Harry asked them, not sure if he had seen the other male get up.
"He's still sleeping - of course. It is the weekend, do you honestly think he'd get up before twelve? Fat chance!" Blaise scoffed, but didn't admit that if he could, he would probably be sleeping in too.
Harry chuckled and led the way to the portrait hole, "Yeah, let's just go have breakfast - I'm starving! I think I may just be able to eat about…a quarter of what Ron eats!" They all laughed at this and headed to the Great Hall. Harry still couldn't help but wonder what was taking Draco so long.
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Pansy, Blaise, and Harry were all seated eating their respective breakfasts when silence reined over the Great Hall, which was probably a first in years.
Harry's head instantly jerked to the entrance.
There, standing like he owned the Great Hall and all its inhabitants, was Draco…dressed up in a costume…a kitty costume. He smirked and made his way into the hall, strutting around the tables, and finally sitting at his regular seat among his friends.
"Hello, my not dressed-up friends. Isn't it such a lovely - Halloweenish - day?" He began to pile up his plate with food, ignoring the whispers around him and the blatant stares. "Harry, dearest, perhaps you should close your mouths - you might catch flies! Or worse…drool," Draco shuddered at his last statement and proceeded to eat.
Harry rubbed his eyes slowly, making sure he could in fact see Draco dressed as a…cat. It didn't work - he was still donning the pink kitty costume. "Uhhh, Draco?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Why the hell are you dressed up as a pink cat?!"
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The school eventually warmed up to Draco's costume and the day commenced normally. A lot of people actually liked it - among these, Harry. How could he not? It was pink…and fleecy! The perfect combination, if you asked him.
"So cupcake, what gave you the idea?" Pansy finally asked during lunch.
"Well, I just love dressing up for Halloween so much, and I didn't like the thought of not being able to dress up!" Draco sighed nostalgically, "I do love my costumes…"
Harry began to laugh, beginning quietly, then eventually getting so loud, even Dumbledore looked at him strangely. Draco pouted and glared petulantly at him, "What has you in such fits?"
Harry waved at him, as he clutched his stomach, unable to control the laughter pouring from his mouth. "One…minute…please!" He managed to get out, before bursting into more laughter.
This caused Draco to send him his 'Signature Malfoy Death Glare of Slytherin Doom', "Harry James Potter, stop laughing this minute and explain yourself!" His words and his not-so-threatening glare sent Harry into more laughter, pulling Pansy, Ron, and Blaise in with him. Draco huffed and ignored their plebeian ways - honestly, how ill mannered!
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Harry and Draco lay in bed that night, cuddling as they always did, when Draco decided to interrupt their comfortable silence. "Harry, why were you laughing earlier?" He was still quite puzzled about this event.
Harry chuckled and patted Draco's blonde head, "I was thinking of all the cute costumes you've worn over the years."
Draco seemed to accept this answer and take it as a compliment, so he snuggled further into the covers and began to drift into his dream land.
He was almost asleep until he realized something, "Harry, was that cute sarcastic?!"
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Lily dabbed at her eyes as she read the latest letter from Harry. "Oh, James they're doing so well! It just makes me miss them so much!"
James nodded and skimmed the letter quickly, "Yes, Harry does sound rather happy. Did you notice this part right here: 'Draco's been adjusting pretty well to life at Hogwarts, although, he and I are still used to sharing a bed, so he's seemed to take it upon himself to continue our tradition'." James chuckled as he read over the words, recognizing his son's innocence.
Lily glared at James and seized the letter from his hands, "You must have read it wrong or - ah! They are, aren't they?! Those little devils! They better not think for a minute -"
Sirius heard the commotion and instantly bounded in to save his Godson from a rather angry Howler, "Now Lily, I'm sure it's shared in pure innocence - was it not always you who said they would not kiss until later in their lives?" Lily reluctantly nodded, prompting Sirius to continue, "You don't have to worry until the hormones start raging - then, we'll have a problem!" He winked and bounded out of the room, an angry Lily Potter behind him.
"SIRIUS BLACK! DID YOU JUST IMPLY MY BABY IS GOING TO HAVE RAGING HORMONES?!"
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To Be Continued ;D
A/N: I do love that end part, I decided to add the adults last minute, as we hadn't heard from them in a while!
Hugs, kitties, and spreading of uke boys asses!
Laynie xox