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The story is now in present tense.

I had to change the year because it started to not make sense. So everything before this is a memory.

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"Happy birthday, Lotty." Draco said. He'd started calling me Lotty second term first year. He told me he loved me last year. "May this year be our best together. I love you." He kissed me gently, his soft lips pressing against. I wanted to dive deeper, but we were still in the Slytherin common room, celebrating with our friends on "his side of the family" as we said it. Though everyone had come to accept my relationship with Draco, they refused to mix. So, we celebrate everything separately. Today, we're here, with Slytherin. Tomorrow, we'll be with Gryffendorr celebrating in that common room. Next weekend, Draco planned something for just the two of us. He won't tell me anything.

"Pansy, you can't keep me in the dark." I say to her.

"I'm sorry, hon. I've been sworn to secrecy. I can't tell you anything." She looks at me and smiles. "Draco, the girl does hate surprises."

He smiles at me. "Well, she hasn't complained about mine yet, she'll love it."

My watch rang, times up. "Already?" Pansy exclaimed. "Wait, I have one more gift for you, come on." I followed her to the dorms I could find with my eyes closed. "Listen, you love him right?" I nodded. "He loves you more than anything, Lo. you're his everything. Here." She handed me a scrapbook full of me and Draco. All ages. I teared up.

"Pans, how did you…"

"I called Dobby." I hugged her tight.

"Thanks, Pans."

"Anything for my best mate. Now, go get your birthday on."

I smiled, and ran back to the common room. Draco catching me. His embrace lifting me off of the ground, I laughed.

"Ready to go, Love?" He asked. I nodded in excitement.

…

By the time we reached the fourth floor, we had to stop for a breath. I looked up at him.

"We should be used to this by now. It's been three months."

"At least we're not sweating." I laughed, Draco leaned down to kiss me, but I pulled away.

"Nope, three more floors."

"Buzzkill"

…

"It's your turn." Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes.

I need a couples bedroom.

Crossing the wall three times, as well as repeating that thought, made a door appear and open. I grabbed Draco by his tie, pulling him with me.

"Nice job, Lotty." He was looking at the room I'd created.

"Thank you." I could tell he was waiting. I sat on the king size I'd made.

"What's the matter?" I asked, worried. He smiled, sitting with me.

"I haven't given you your gift yet." He pulled out a beautifully wrapped box. I could tell without opening it that it was a jewelry box. Removing the packaging, the box was maroon velvet. Inside was a peppermint-shaped locket.

"Draco, it's beautiful."

"Just like you." I smiled.

"Thank you" I kissed him. Gently, at first. But, I couldn't stop myself, I went deeper.

Opening my mouth, slightly, he slipped his tongue inside. His lips traced my jaw. I ripped off my robe, my tie.

"Wait," Draco stopped. "Love, if you want to stop,"

"If I want to stop, I'll use the safe word." He nodded, still unsure. Running my fingers through his hair, I told him, "Draco, if I want to stop, you'll know. You always know." I kissed his nose. "Lotty," I was getting annoyed. I bit his ear, his favorite, I'd learned. That got him going. He dove to my neck, kissing and biting.

"Draco," I whispered, I felt him on my leg. He was about to lay me down, so I tore off his robe. Before I knew it, I was in the air, then all the way on the bed. I ripped his tie off. My shirt. His shirt.

"Longbottom!" He said. When he pulled back, I saw why he stopped.

"Draco," Deep scars covered his chest and middle. Now I understood why we never got this far. "Draco! Who did this to you?" I was filled with anger and fear. "Was it Lucius? I'll kill him. That twat!" Draco put his hand on my cheek.

"It wasn't my father." He said, tears filling his stormy eyes. "I-it was Harry."

My eyes widened in anger. "What? Harry did this to you?" Draco nodded.

"Fourth year. I didn't want to tell you because you had so much happening. Then last year, your father-your family, really-hated us being together. Lotus, you haven't seen your family since last christmas. We've spent our holidays together here. We have our own house together in this world. The only people who visit us are people from school, Dobby, and my mother." He was crying, harder than he had in years.

"Draco, it's okay. I'm not angry with you." I kissed the tears from his face.

"You're not?"

"No, just, no more secrets. Okay?" I made him promise me.