Without You Chapter 19- Maybe Next Year…

The start of school lead to nothing climatic. We went to Hogwarts with anticipation and nothing bad happened, so it went by rather quickly and it was as if suddenly it was time for Christmas. It was just before winter break when I realized just how much of my Gryffindor my Harry really was. He tried in his own way to surprise me with a Christmas present. It started with the first week of December and a simple question. We were hanging out in the library together when Harry got my attention with a simple, "Draco?"

"Yes?"

"What would you like for Christmas?"

"I have everything I could ask for right here in your arms. I don't really want anything for Christmas. What about you, anything you want for Christmas?"

"Hmmm…" Harry seemed to think about it. He smiled before he gave his answer. "Well, unfortunately the only present I wanted this year was to marry you, and you insisted on waiting a year." He laughed at his small joke as I glared at him. "Honestly, Draco there really isn't anything I want. Though I would appreciate something to let others know I'm taken. I get a lot of random people asking me out and some of them don't believe me when I say I am taken so maybe something to ward people away from me?"

I smiled knowing exactly what to get him. "Alright, Harry I will get you something. Personally, I wouldn't mind something like a big jacket that reminds me of you, preferably with your sent on it. I'm sure you can think of something to get me."

We sat together for a while and Harry sighed, turned on some music and offered his hand to me for a dance. I smiled taking the hand and going for a dance with Harry. "You know," He said as we swayed, "ever since you said you could have kids I was sort of hoping for little ones being my present this year, as well as calling you my wife as we danced. I guess I was hoping to shout to the world you are mine by now. Don't get me wrong the first two weeks after the war were awful with people blaming you for your fathers mistakes, and I knew then you were right in asking for me to wait, but after a month of us publicly dating things died down and I was hoping that you would change your mind about it. I kept wondering why you wanted to continue to wait."

He twirled me around and pulled me in giving me a sweet kiss before we continued our swaying.

"Harry, we are in no rush for those things. No ones pushing us to be apart yes, but if we hurry things people will think bad things about us. Plus, I insisted so that we could finish school, so that any future we dreamed of would be easier to obtain. Harry, we can have those things next year… maybe." I said this blushing. "It's not as if we will never have this." I mumbled.

Harry smiled, and as the music stopped he held my cheeks and passionately kissed my lips, slipping his tongue in my mouth and thoroughly tasting every centimeter of what he found. He left me breathless before he spoke. "So, what your telling me is it might not be this years present so maybe next year?"

"Yes."

This time the kiss was swift and gentle. He looked me in the eyes before he spoke next. "What did I do to deserve someone like you to be mine?"

I smirked as I spoke. "Ah but, you see Potter, I'm not your yet so… Maybe next year." We laughed at the stupid joke before deciding we needed to go to sleep. Harry refused to let me go before giving me one last kiss and whispering. "Maybe next year, taking you to bed will mean something else."

He walked away after that leaving me to watch him as he went; he left me with a single thought. "Maybe next year…"