Something To Be Jealous For… By HPFangirl71

Harry and Draco walked hand in hand through Diagon Alley. They were busily shopping for last minute Christmas items. Each was carrying several bags already. Draco had a playful scowl upon his face.

"I can't believe Pansy sent us such a huge list of things to get for her!"

"I can." Harry said ruefully, "After all… I owe her a life's debt for helping me find you."

Draco gave another scowl that made Harry laugh softly.

"I would've come to my senses eventually…"

"Darling, you're as stubborn as a mule. I might've been spending the holidays alone with your tenacity. I for one am very grateful to Pansy for her help. It gives me that much more holiday time to spend with my future husband."

Harry reached up to touch Draco's cheek. The tenderness pouring out from the blue grey eyes sent Harry's heart in a tailspin. He leaned in and kissed the soft lips of his lovers.

"I love you Draco. You know that right?"

"Of course I do, but you just go ahead and keep reminding me my little lion."

Draco smiled that sexy smirk that Harry loved so dearly. The two were oblivious to the other shoppers around them. Finally Draco broke the incredibly heated silence that lay between them.

"We should find somewhere to stop and eat."

"Where do you suggest we go?"

"I heard there's a new little French place that just opened up down by the Weasley's joke shop. Supposed to have an excellent wine list."

"It's the middle of the afternoon Draco. I doubt we'll be in need of a wine list."

"Harry my love, when I'm treated like a common house elf then I do indeed need a glass of wine. Perhaps even several." Draco waggled his eyebrows at him in a mischievous way. Harry just gave him an amused smile then headed towards the other end of Diagon Alley, pulling his lover in tow.

Soon the two men were seated in a quaint little restaurant near a window, which overlooked a group of beautifully decorated trees. They all contained a multitude of fairy lights and sparkling tinsel, which glittered in the midday sun. They were enjoying a wonderful meal at a semi private table. Draco had ordered a salad of cabbage greens with duck comfit while Harry had opted for a hearty bowl of onion soup. Draco had already polished off two glasses of a bottle of chardonnay, while continuing to work on his third.

Everything was going wonderfully until he walked in… he as in Orion Mayfair. Harry became nervous at his entrance to the restaurant. The man still looked incredible, but Harry knew better than to be sucked in again. He knew that everything he'd ever need in his life was sitting across from him right now.

Draco spotted Harry sneaking a look over a few tables. He looked nervous and agitated, like he couldn't wait to get out of the room. Only moments before they had been talking and laughing up a storm.

"Harry, what is it?"

"Huh? I don't know what your talking about love."

"Quit the bullshit Potter. What is it? You promised to be honest with me from here on out."

"I'm sorry Draco. I just didn't want to upset you." Harry took his hand in his and let out a soft sigh.

"Its Orion… he's over there at that table. I was hoping you and he wouldn't ever come in contact, but…"

His sentence drifted off into thin air. Draco's grip on his hand became tightened. He glanced over at Orion's table in what could only be considered an envious glare.

"Draco love, are you alright?" Harry questioned him.

"Of course dear." Draco whispered softly.

He quickly pulled his hand from Harry's and reached for his wine glass. His hands were a tad bit shaky, but he seemed outwardly in control other than that. The two men finished their meals in relative silence. As they were leaving the establishment, Draco looked over at the dark haired man sitting in the corner booth. Harry saw again that flash of jealousy in the blue eyes and it worried him. Worried him because he knew that jealousy could eat away at a person and make them do crazy things. Worried at the fact that he might still lose the beautiful blonde beside him…