Hey, new chapter. This is quite fluffy and "aaw" but I was in the mood. You'll see that I jump in time (forwards) quite a bit, but it was crucial for the story. Hope you don't mind. At the beginning the POV changes (still told in the third person), but it's not for a long time, so nothing to worry about.
WARNINGS: cute Harry/Draco, lots of making out and cuteness
Professor McGonagall was sitting on the main table having breakfast, as usual. She was chatting with other teachers, and meanwhile she looked at her sleepy pupils. Some had arrived, some still were in their Common Rooms getting prepared. Minerva was talking with Pomona when two people came in walking fast. It wasn't running, but they got everyone's attention.
Harry Potter had his arms around Draco Malfoy's neck. The Slytherin was holding the boy by his ass, while Potter anchored himself on the blond's body, like a koala. They were snogging, Draco leading the way to the iGryffindor/i table. The boys crashed against Ron Weasley, who moved out of the way and let Draco place his… boyfriend? against the table.
The Great Hall was silent, the only thing you could hear were the grunts that came from the two boys and the wind caressing the windows. Everyone was shocked, even the teachers. But McGonagall knew what to do. This behaviour was completely inappropriate. Of course you can kiss your partner at the Great Hall, but you can place them against a table and start kissing them as if you were in one of those Muggle movies.
"Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy," Minerva said after she stood up.
The boys stopped kissing and looked at her. Malfoy's hair was as messy as Potter's, and the couple stared at her as if they hadn't realized that she was there. McGonagall started walking down the main corridor until she reached them, "Come with me," she said. The boys looked at each other and started walking behind the Headmistress, who hadn't stop to wait for them. Everyone could see them holding hands, and the couple wasn't hiding it. Finally, after what felt like a long walk for McGonagall, they reached the door, which she magically closed behind them when they left. Behind the doors people started shouting. Of course, everyone knew that they had been on a date and that there might have been something, but this was more than an official statement.
McGonagall reached her office with the two students trailing behind her. "Sit down, we have to talk" said the Headmistress. "Now, I obviously don't care whether you two are a 'thing' or not, but that was completely out of the place. It might be shocking for many people, it's like having Voldemort and Dumbledore dating," at Draco's stare, she added, "You know what I mean, Malfoy. You both used to represent one of the sides of the war. The 'youth wing', at least. Don't be angry," McGonagall added. A voice started speaking behing her, "Minerva, he might not be angry, but I can reassure you that nor me nor Voldemort would've liked that. Nice comparison, though," the Dumbledore of the portrait said. McGonagall glimpsed at him and kept talking with her students. "Why did you do that, could someone explain?" the teacher asked. "Well… we… wanted to make it official (although many people knew) and we thought that it'd be a good way," Draco said. "And didn't you think about holding hands? Now we have a bunch of students hysterically shouting instead of having breakfast" McGonagall complained. "I'm taking 20 points from each of your Houses You can kiss wherever you want, but remember that this is not one a soap opera. Howver, I'm going to give you 5 points each. You know, for House friendship and all that stuff. Now, I'm going downstairs to finish my breakfast, you can stay here if you like, but don't use my table for making out." And then she left.
The news flew all over the castle, students telling each other about what they'd witnessed. Even the portraits were passing the news to other paintings of the castle. Harry and Draco held hands together, which caused jealousy among the boys and gasps and comments such as "Merlin, they're so cute!" among the girls. A few Hufflepuff girls had started the contest "Cutest (official) couple of the year", and Harry and Draco were winning by far, followed by Dean and Ginny and two fourth-year girls.
It was November and boys still approached Harry, especially when he was on his own or with Ron and Hermione, to ask him if he was still available on Wandr. Harry always said "no", although that didn't mean that an offer for some random sex didn't appeal to him. Draco had also given up his hookups, although he didn't use to fuck as many men as Harry did. Ron accepted that his best friend was going out with his enemy, not for the fact that Draco used to be his enemy, but because the relationship meant no more sex with Harry, who had told him that once him and Draco were official he'd stop his hookups. The Gryffindor boys were sad too, no more private parties with their Golden boy.
But Hermione was the exception. She was so happy. She could see happiness in her best friend's green eyes, and she had even started to like Draco. She even hanged out with him and Ginny whenever they could, and she'd discovered that Draco also liked going to the library as much as she did. This only became a problem for her. Girls and boys followed her everywhere, even approached her in the Great Hall when she was alone, asking for used underwear, autographs of the couple or even videos of the boys having sex. Now, whenever someone she didn't know came to her, she just stared at them, threatening them with her eyes.
One day, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Draco decided to go to the lake for a picnic. They had to get some plants for Herbology, so they decided to make out of such boring mission a nice day. Draco brought the food and Ginny and Harry bought some drinks at Hogsmeade, while Ron and Hermione grabbed a few blankets so that they could sit on the grass. It wasn't the perfect day, November was coming to its end and the clouds covered the fields, but they had to find those plants. Before doing so, they decided to have lunch. They placed the blankets next to a tree, which Draco used to rely on, with Harry between his legs, his head on Draco's shoulder. The Slytherin started feeding his boyfriend, giving him a kiss between bites. Ginny rolled her eyes, grinning, and Hermione sensed how much Ron liked the scene. He couldn't deny it, his pupils were dilated and he couldn't stop looking at the boys.
"So, what are you gonna do once school is over?" Hermione asked.
Draco and Harry looked at each other, "We haven't thought about that," Harry said, "Have you two even done so?" Ron and Hermione nodded.
"We're staying at the Burrow, but we're going to rent a flat as soon as possible," Ron explained.
"Dean and I will move in a flat his mother has until we find something better," Ginny added.
"Well, you're all in a different moment of your relationships. Ginny, you're fucking married, although your husbands still has fun with other men, and you two have been dating since the war, and you liked each other since the day you met. Don't deny it," Draco said.
"Oh, come on, Malfoy. You two have had a crush since the day you met too, everyone knew. You've been in a relationship since you were eleven, the problem is that none of you wanted to see that. And now school is almost over and you need a plan," Ron replied.
"Anyways, we'll talk about it. Don't pressure us, please," Harry said. Draco kissed his boyfriend, trying to reassure him, and then he glared at his new friends. He was saying, iDon't you see how easy he is to stress out?/i. Harry moved closer to Draco, smelling his neck as if its fragrance were the oxygen he needed to survive.
The group kept talking until a soft drizzle started to fall from the clouds, covering the nature with little drops. They decided to collect all the plants they needed before it started to rain more heavily, Hermione, Harry and Draco going to the shore of the lake, while Ron and Ginny looked for other plants somewhere else. Hermione's hair was full of small drops, like Harry's glasses. Draco took the glasses and cleaned them with his T-shirt, "Why don't you use magic?" asked Harry, "Because now I can kiss you without having those glasses against my flesh," Draco explained, kissing Harry, who smiled and bit his boyfriend's lips. "Oh, come on, let's get done with this. You can make out in the Gryffindor Common Room if you want. With glasses or not," Hermione complained.
Ginny, Ron, Hermione and THE couple were in the Common Room after being showered when they were going back to the castle. The storm had caught them when they were fetching everything they'd brought to the picnic, and now they were soaking wet. Harry didn't know if it was wise to bring his boyfriend along, but Ginny insisted. So now Harry and Draco were lying on the sofa in front of the fireplace, their legs entwined and a mug of chocolate in their hands. They were almost full, since they'd followed Hermione advice and the boys had just been kissing and sharing their saliva. "I wanna do this on my sofa at the manor, in front of dad," Draco said. "I'm sure he wouldn't like it, the same with your mother," Harry replied, blushing. "My mother? No, no. She doesn't invite you because she wants to be polite, she's inviting you because she's a fag hag. Like, really. If she doesn't ask us to kiss in front of her then it'll mean that she's sick," Draco told his boyfriend, "I'm so excited, hopefully Christmas will come fast," Draco said, ending the sentence with a kiss.
November and December flew by and the school had been decorated. Students were really excited, some were staying, like Neville, Dean and Seamus, and others were visiting their families. Harry didn't understand why Neville, who lived with his grandmother, didn't want to visit her, but the boy must have his reasons. It was the day before Christmas holidays and everyone was heading down to the Great Hall for dinner. Once all the students had sat down, McGonagall stood up. "Another December has arrived, and thus some of you leave. This year we've had more students, and I know you have all made friends, especially the boys, and some of you have made really good friends. So remember to come back after Christmas, your friends will need you and we still have to torture you for your finals. Enjoy your holidays!" McGonagall finished.
Once in their room, Seamus started talking about what they had planned for Christmas, "Me and Dean want to fuck Neville, but with a Christmas theme, like reindeer horns or something," Seamus explained. "And we're also organizing a Wandr party again. Such a shame you won't be here, Harry. We all already miss you," Dean said. "Wait, a party? Oh, why did I tell mom I'd come back!?" Ron grunted, "The worst part is that you won't be there for a few days, Harry." Neville and Seamus looked at him, "Where are you going, then?" Neville asked. Harry looked at the boys, not knowing whether he should reveal his small secret. "Eh… I'm… I'm going to have dinner with the Malfoys," Harry muttered. "Oh really? Well, it's more than official, then!" Dean said. "Dean, it's always been official, since they were eleven," Seamus said while he changed to his pyjamas. "That's what I said. Now, goodnight," Ron said, shutting the curtains of his bed.
The next day the teachers had changed the protective charms so that those students who could Disapparate could do so. They also prepared two fireplaces with Floo connections. However, most students still preferred the Hogwarts Express. Harry didn't know if it was due to Wandr, but many students who could Apparate inside their bedrooms (literally) had decided to go home by train. Harry and the rest didn't do so, and in the Great Hall Harry found Draco, waiting for him so that they could go to the Manor together. Hermione, Ron and Ginny had already left, the Weasley girl using Floo powders because she still hadn't learnt to Disapparate. "Come here, babe. Put your arms around my neck," Draco said. "You know it's not necessary, right?" Harry asked. "Yeah, but just think about my parents fainting when they see the scene. My father will be disgusted that this isn't a 'fuck buddy relationship', and my mother will be so pleased she won't last." And in that moment, Harry sensed that feeling on his belly that told him that he was about to Disapparate.