The rest of the day continued in a similar fashion, without the undercover fondling. They watched an assortment of movies and snacked on whatever Aggie and Leaf brought in.
Harry and Draco almost shamelessly cuddled, under respective blankets. Draco had never seen anything like this that Harry had set up. Every once in a while, one of the kids would get up and leave, none of them made to stay.
Many of them snoozed in and out through the movies, Draco among them.
Finally, around 6pm, Harry called it at the end of Arthur Christmas.
Everyone got up and stretched, no one was hungry from the continuous stream of snacks, and over half the kids went to bed.
"Harry, sweetheart, we need to be going. Have to finish getting everything ready for tomorrow, but we'll be back in the morning." Molly said, hugging him.
"Yeah see you."
"Actually, can I have a word with you? Privately?" she asked him.
"Uhh, yeah. Sure." Harry ran his hands through his hair nervously.
Harry walked Molly out to the front steps. "Are you dating that boy?" She asked harshly.
"Mrs. Weasley, it isn't like you think." Harry defended.
"I saw you less than a week ago and you had no interest and promised you would never do Luna like that and you two were canoodling like a couple of kittens." she scolded.
"I wouldn't," he said loudly.
She glared at him, "Luna broke up with me a few days ago. Nothing happened between Draco and me until after that happened, I promise. Do you think I would do that? to anyone?" his voice hardened, "Do you think Draco would do that, Molly?"
She took a small step back, "no. of course not, I'm sorry. I didn't know about Luna, obviously. I'd say sorry, but it seems like you're over it."
She looked a bit ashamed, "it's okay. We weren't doing a very good job of pretending like we aren't together." Harry laughed, "I'm just waiting to tell the kids, you know. Right before Christmas and everything."
"Right. Right. Well. I'll see you tomorrow, dear."
She was gone.
Harry walked back into the entrance hall to find Draco leaning against the wall.
"Was that about me?" he asked
"You know it was, you were listening in, after all."
He shrugged, "Old Habit."
I laughed at him.
"So." he started, "do you want to come up to my room? I have a . . . book I think you'd like to read." he smirked.
"Hmmm, It's hard to pass up, but I have some . . . Christmas things I need to finish up, maybe later? Perhaps when the kids are in bed?"
"Oh, I see. Playing hard to get, well, if you get to break the rules, then so do I, and I am much better at it."
Draco took one step towards Harry, flicking his wand above them "Invisibilia, Silentium," then pointed his wand at Harry, "Sensitivo"
Harry gasped loudly, "what are you doing?!"
"No one can hear or see us, but you are certainly going to feel me." Draco pushed Harry gently against the wall behind him, kissing him slowly as he snaked his hand to Harry's waist.
Harry felt every touch ten fold, Draco had increased his sensitivity, he instantly had an erection at the feel of Draco's mouth on his.
Draco unbuttoned his pants and plunged his hand into Harry's underwear, caressing his hard erection underneath.
"D-Draco." Harry stammered, his eyes closed.
Draco removed his hand, "oh, do you want me to stop?"
"No!" Harry yelled.
"Hm, I might have to, you have Christmas things to get to, after all." Draco stopped touching Harry in any way.
Harry grabbed him by the collar of his jumper, "if you do not fuck me right now, I might literally kill you, do you hear me?" his eyes were dark, his pupils blown with need.
Draco growled at him and pulled his hands off his jumper and turned him around and bent him over. Draco waved his wand to cover his fingers in lube, he pressed a finger against Harry. He moaned at the touch.
"Draco!" Harry begged, his hands holding onto the wall.
Draco pushed into Harry with one finger, quickly adding a second, reveling in the sounds Harry was producing.
After only a few in and outs with two fingers, Draco added a third, really loosening Harry.
Harry whined with pleasure, trying to move into it.
"Stop moving." Draco ordered. Harry did as he was told.
Harry's sensitivity was off the charts, he was surprised he hadn't exploded When Draco's hand was down his pants, but his cock was aching with need to be touched and released.
Draco dropped his own pants, stroking his own hard erection with lube. He pressed his head against Harry's hole, Harry whimpered.
Draco's lips were at Harry's ear, "beg." he growled.
"Draco," Harry whispered.
"What's that?"
"Please," he said.
"Sorry, I think I hear my book calling me back to my room."
"Jesus Christ, Draco, Fuck Me Please!" Harry yelled.
"Ahhh, there it is." Draco wasted no time and wasn't gentle.
Draco aligned his cock with Harry and pushed in, both men moaned, Harry started to leak.
He started to reach for himself for some release, "Don't you dare, Potter." Draco snarled.
Harry returned his hands to the wall. Draco moved in and out of Harry, his hands clenched on Harry's hips, slowly at first, but picked up speed rather quickly. He felt himself ready to come undone in little time. He reached around Harry and wrapped his hand around his cock, slick from all the precum.
"Yes." Harry whimpered, "Don't stop, Draco." he pleaded.
Draco Stopped moving in Harry, and ran his hand along Harry quickly, waiting for him to reach just the edge of cumming.
"Draaaccoo" Harry whined again.
Draco started to thrust against Harry again, his hand moving along Harry in time. He didn't hold back, his cock throbbed inside of Harry, releasing inside him. Draco felt Harry's own cum covering his hand, "Fuuuuuuuccck" Harry moaned, shuddering.
Draco remained inside Harry until he was sure he was empty, he pulled out, waving his wand over himself, then at Harry, "Inanio".
Harry was still bent over shaking.
"Draco, take off this fucking sensitivity spell." he murmurred.
"Oh, right. Redhibeo"
Harry fell to the floor, his chest heaving.
After several minutes, Draco reached down to help Harry stand up. Harry pulled up his trousers and pajama pants over his hips.
Draco smirked and pushed him against the wall again, biting his neck, "that was . . . delightful." he whispered.
"You shouldn't have done that." Harry said.
Draco frowned at him.
"I mean, I liked it, fuck, I loved it, but it was irresponsible."
"More irresponsible than giving me a hand job in the television room? At least I put up an invisibility and a muffling charm." Draco retorted, annoyed at what Harry was saying.
Harry looked at his feet, sighing, "you're right. That was wrong too. I made those guidelines and I just broke them. I'm sorry, I can't be mad that you broke the rules when I did too."
"It's fun isn't it, breaking the rules?" Draco smirked.
Harry looked evenly at him, a bit nervous of how quickly his feelings were evolving. He'd been acting like a teenager, being risky like that.
"I need to - I need some time to think, Draco."
"What?" Harry had already left the bubble of invisibility that Draco had set. He removed the charm and walked to the kitchen, thinking about what had just happened.
'Maybe I was out of line. But so was he, earlier.' Draco thought to himself, 'the kids are so independent, it's the day before Christmas, there was hardly any risk to being caught."
He sat at the table with a cup of coffee, staring into the dark liquid as it got colder.
Draco jumped when the feisty 6th year, Olivia, walked in.
"Olivia. Hi."
"Mr. Malfoy, please call me Livvy."
"Okay, but please never call me Mr. Malfoy again." Draco gave a dramatic shudder, earning him a smile from the brown haired child.
"Uh, sure . . . Am I supposed to call you Draco?"
"Most people do."
"What does Harry call you?"
Livvy reached into a high cabinet for a box of some snack food. Draco faltered for a minute.
"What?" he asked quietly.
"Does he call you Draco or does he call you Malfoy?" they asked casually, reaching a hand into the snack box.
Oh, duh. Get it together, Draco. "He calls me both, depending on his mood."
"Yeah, my girlfriend does the same thing." They looked Draco dead in the eye, a small smirk spreading across their lips.
Draco knew she knew, there was no way to deny it. Livvy looked at him with zero doubt, "uh, yeah. Significant others, what are you gonna do?"
Livvy gave him a small nod and walked out the kitchen. Draco waited ten minutes before bounding up the stairs to the first landing. He was about to knock on Harry's door, but saw him sitting out in the common area.
"Harry, we need to talk."
Harry didn't look up from his notebook that he was scribbling in, "not now, Malfoy. I need to work on this for the department."
"Harry, I think you're gonna want to talk to me. Now." Draco sharpened his tone at the end, Causing Harry to look up and meet his eyes.
He nodded his head towards Harry's door, asking for privacy. He got up and followed Draco to the room.
"Draco, really, I told you that I needed some space -"
"Livvy knows." Draco interrupted him.
"Knows what?" Harry asked, seemingly uninterested.
"She -"
"They" Harry corrected.
"They?" Draco asked, "Never-mind, they know about us!"
"No. they don't" Harry denied, but his face started to get red with nerves and he felt his body temperature rise, "how do you know they know?"
"If you had the conversation with," them? Them. "that I just had, then you'd know they knew too." Draco urged.
Harry looked at Draco, seeing the honesty in his eyes and hearing the slight fear in his voice.
"Okay." Harry said.
"Okay? That's it?"
"I'll have a chat with them. Right now."
Draco took in a deep breath keeping eye contact with Harry. His ability to stay calm in a scenario that he absolutely did not want happening was astounding, and sexy.
Harry left Draco standing in the middle of his room, he returned with a grumbling teenager, munching on crackers.
Harry left the door open but cast the silencing charm on the door.
"Hey Liv, so -"
"Save your breath Harry. I know you two are together."
Harry looked at her, his emerald eyes wide with worry.
"I don't know to what extent, but you're both pretty obvious. If anyone around here were half as observant as me, they'd know too."
Draco started to speak but Livvy cut him off, "yes, that means that I haven't told anyone, I don't plan too, and to my knowledge, noone else knows. But, I have one question." they turned to Harry, "Where's Luna? Is she okay?"
Harry's features softened hearing his charge ask so kindly about one of their caretakers.
"Yes, Luna is perfectly okay. She is with her Dad in Prague. We broke up . . . just a few days before the holiday."
Livvy nodded in understanding, "can I go now?"
"Sure."
Harry turned to Draco, relief written on both of their faces, but Harry's quickly turned.
"Thanks for bringing that to my attention. If you'll excuse me, I have work to do." Harry skirted around Draco and moved back to his seat in the common area.
Harry and Draco didn't speak for the rest of the day.