A/N: Thank you again for all your wonderful reviews. I'm sorry I couldn't reply, but that was because I was busy writing this. Harry and Draco did not want to wait another week for their date. "Write it now!" they said and well, who am I to keep them apart?
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It was the morning of the next day. The papers continued to be full of speculation about the Potter-Weasley divorce and the owls kept flying in all through breakfast, even as Harry and Ginny collected the letters and incinerated them. It was almost a repeat of the previous day, but it wasn't as irritating; it even started to look funny after a while. They were all in a fairly good mood...the kids were looking forward to seeing their friends and having a party. Harry was looking forward to being with Draco and Ginny was looking forward to spending the day at her mother's house, doing exactly as she pleased.
She wanted to go back to her old room and spend a day looking through all those things that she had prized as a child and a teen...she somehow felt a need to reconnect with the girl that she had once been. She wanted a day of nostalgia before she moved out of her house and her marriage and into a new and hopefully better life. She knew that her mother would be looking for every opportunity to nag her, but she was sure that with so many kids in the house, her mother wouldn't really have the time.
Ginny and the kids got ready to leave right after breakfast. It was going to be an all day party, starting with a game of Quidditch and they were really looking forward to it all. Albus was reluctant to leave Harry alone at home, so Harry told him that he wasn't going to be alone, that he was in fact, going to be spending the day with Draco. Albus had brightened visibly at that. James and Lily had looked a bit relieved as well, though they seemed a bit puzzled by his choice of companion.
They knew of course, that Harry and Draco were friends and they were aware that the two of them had become rather close, of late and they were happy about it...they knew that their dad needed a friend right now who was neither a Weasley not married to one. But they didn't know Draco the way that Albus did. To them he was the stern and formal Professor Malfoy, a man who didn't seem like he would be fun to be around. But if that was who their dad wanted to spend time with, it was fine with them. Anything was fine with them so long as it meant that Harry wasn't going to alone at home, brooding over things that he couldn't change.
Ginny had frowned, but she hadn't said anything. She didn't like it, but Harry had made it abundantly clear that it was none of her business where he went or who he chose to be with, so she let it go. Harry saw them off and then he went up to his bedroom, took a long bath and got dressed and then he disapparated, only to appear in the living room of Malfoy Manor a few seconds later. Draco was standing by the window and looking out into the garden when he heard the crack of Apparition. He turned around and he smiled. Harry smiled back and waited as Draco crossed the long room and drew him into a hug. He let out a relieved sigh the moment Draco wrapped his arms around him.
"I missed you," he said.
"I missed you too," Draco said as he nuzzled against Harry's neck.
It was a gesture that made Harry feel all warm and fuzzy. He could feel all his tension and stress melting away as he stood in the warm circle of Draco's arms. He felt loved and cherished...it was an unfamiliar feeling and he found it a bit overwhelming. He didn't think he would ever get used to it.
Draco, for his part, wondered at the rush of feelings that he had every time that he found himself in Harry's arms. There was just something so passionate and possessive about the way Harry held him...like he never wanted to let go. It made Draco's stomach flutter and his heart twist in the nicest way possible.
They held each other for a couple of minutes, just wanting to be close. Then they pulled away for a moment only to reach for each other again...with their lips this time. They pressed their lips together in the briefest and most chaste of kisses, but even that was enough to set their hearts racing. Then they began to kiss in earnest, opening up to each other and letting their feelings and all their pent up passion take over until it felt as if nothing and no one existed in that moment other than the two of them.
It was a while before they were able to stop. They collapsed on to the couch, still holding each other close as they tried to catch their breaths. Harry lay on his back while Draco lay on his side with his head resting on Harry's chest. Harry ran his fingers through the silver blond hair splayed across his torso and wondered when he had last been so content.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," Draco said as he ran his hand over Harry's chest, marvelling at how solid and perfect it felt under his fingers.
"You said you were going to take me somewhere," Harry said.
"I was...I will, but I'm...a bit distracted at the moment," Draco said as he reached up and kissed Harry on his cheek and his chin, and all the way down his neck, relishing the way Harry moaned when he bit lightly at the base of his neck.
"Draco, not here," Harry said even as he arched up and turned his head a bit so as to give Draco better access.
Draco continued to kiss him as if he hadn't heard. Then he stopped and he pulled away a little, smiling as he took in Harry's dishevelled and flushed appearence. He smirked as he gently ran his thumb across Harry's lips.
"You're right," he said softly and then he kissed Harry lightly on his lips and pushed himself off the couch. "Let's go."
He held his hand out. Harry took the offered hand and got up. He still looked a bit dazed. Draco got what looked like a metal ring out of his pocket and held it out. Harry grabbed the ring and then he felt the familiar tug in his navel. He tightened his hold on Draco as they landed with a soft thud in an unfamiliar room. It was obviously a hotel room. There was a large bed at one end and a door oppsite, probably the en suite. There was a closet on the other side of the bed and then there was a couch, a couple of arm chairs and a small table. Harry looked around the modest room, surprised by how warm and cosy and downright homely it felt. It was such a contrast to the Manor.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"In a resort, on Mont Blanc. It's called Charmonix."
Harry's eyes widened. "We're in the French Alps?" he said.
Draco chuckled. He turned Harry around so he was looking at the window. He felt rather pleased with himself when Harry gasped. The view really was quite spectacular. The resort was located at the top of a sloping valley and from the window of their room, they could see the majestic Mont Blanc all covered with snow and ice...the sheer face of the mountain as it rose into the sky...it was an awesome sight.
"It's beautiful," Harry said as he leaned back against Draco. They stayed like that for a while, arms about each other, looking out at that incredible view, knowing somehow that this was a moment that they would remember forever.
Harry turned around after a while and gazed at Draco with all the love that he felt for him, shining through his eyes and lighting up his face. Draco couldn't believe how happy Harry looked. He realised only now how much it had hurt to see Harry looking tired and stressed out over the last few days.
"Thank you," Harry said softly.
"I'm glad you like it, love, but you don't have to thank me. I'd do anything to make you happy. This is nothing," Draco said.
"It may be nothing to you Draco, but it is a big deal for me...no one has ever done anything like this for me. It's so thoughtful and downright wonderful of you," Harry said and then he reached up and ran his fingers lightly along Draco's cheek. Then he moved his hand to the back of Draco's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. It was kiss that was full of feeling, desire and longing.
Draco could feel his heart pounding as he wound his arms around Harry and angled his head to deepen the kiss. Harry felt as if his heart was going to burst out of his chest as he felt Draco's tongue tangle with his own, making every inch of his body tingle and burn as he pressed himself closer. Closer...that was the only thought on Draco's mind as he lost himself in the feel of Harry's arms holding him in a vice like grip and the feeling of that solid chest against him as he ran is hands up and down Harry's back, wishing he could rip those clothes off...he wanted to touch Harry so badly.
It seemed that Harry was thinking along the same lines. "I want you," he said breathlessly as he unbuttoned Draco's jacket and pushed it off his shoulders.
"I want you too," Draco gasped, trying to keep his voice steady and failing miserably. He reached for Harry's jumper and pulled it off. They reached for each other's lips again, feeling quite unable to stay apart even for a moment. And then they were fumbling with their clothes and their socks and their shoes, desperate to get them off, desperate to touch and to feel and to love. And then Harry lost his patience and vanished their clothes...Draco stood there feeling dumbstruck as he looked Harry up and down and found himself falling in love all over again. "Harry you are gorgeous," he breathed as he reached out and ran his hand almost reverently down Harry's chest.
Harry was having trouble breathing as he looked at Draco..."You are so beautiful, oh my God!" he said as he looked up and down that slender body with all that pale skin that seemed to glow, almost. He put his arms around Draco and hugged him tight. Harry was very aroused and desperate to make love to this beautiful man but this was about so much more than sex. This was about giving himself unreservedly to this wonderful man who was so thoughtful and kind and loving and everything that Harry was not used to...Draco seemed to know what Harry was thinking and feeling. "I'm all yours, love. I'm all yours," he said as he began to run his arms up and down Harry's back and then he began to nibble on his ear, smiling when he felt a shudder go through him.
Harry stepped away from him pushed him into bed. Draco lay on his back while Harry settled himself in between his legs and then he moved and both of them arched and moaned at the contact and then they pretty much lost all control over themselves as they touched and licked and kissed as they continued to move against each other, relishing the contact and the friction as they moved closer and closer to completion...Harry felt his vision go white as he climaxed. Draco thought he might actually explode as he held on to Harry and shuddered through his orgasm. They collapsed into the mattress with their arms wrapped around each other and their bodies pressed close, feeling breathless and weightless and ridiculously happy...
Neither of them wanted to move. Harry wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep, but that wouldn't be a particularly smart thing to do, so he forced himself to stay awake. He reached for his wand a cast a cleaning spell on them both. Then he snuggled up to Draco and nuzzled his neck. Draco hummed appreciatively as he tightened his grip on Harry.
"I wish we didn't have to leave," Harry said. "I wish we could at least stay the night..."
"We can if you want," Draco said, as casually as he could manage.
"You know we can't," Harry said with a sigh. "There isn't one plausible excuse that we could come up with."
"Maybe we don't have to come up with an excuse," Draco said. It looked like he was trying hard not to smile. It was obvious that he had something up his sleeve.
"What are you saying?" Harry asked.
"Let me show you something," Draco said and then he picked up his wand and something flew out of his jacket. Draco caught it neatly and turned to Harry. "I think you know what this is," he said softly.
"It's a time turner!"
"Well you did say you wanted to get away from everything for a week...so I decided to make it happen."
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A/N: That's another short chapter, but at least I got it to you quickly and to be honest, I had to stop there...I had to let it dangle. Explanations and more Draco/ Harry love in the next. And the party too, of course. The next chapter will probably be a bit of both. And now it is time for you to tell me what you think.
