Author's Note: Written for my best friend's birthday. Rated T just in case. When I wrote this, it was eighth year in my head, but if you wanted it could fit elsewhere in canon, enjoy!
"Draco," Harry breathed, locking gazes with the blonde who raised an elegant eyebrow. "I love you," he spoke in a rush.
"Thank Merlin," he drawled and tugged the startled brunet against him before ducking his head for a kiss.
When he pulled back, Harry pressed his lips together for a moment before he opened his eyes. "Thank you for not declaring it on Valentines," the blonde drawled.
"I couldn't wait that long," Harry stated. "I wanted to get the rejection over with," he murmured.
"Why tell me, if you didn't think I would be receptive?" he asked gently.
"Because you deserve to know that there is someone that knows you for all of your flaws, and loves you anyway. Everyone does," he added softly.
Draco cupped his cheek and the lion leant into the touch. "As do you," he stated and kissed the brunet sweetly. "I love you too."