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Chapter 9: The Perfect Answer
The Hogsmeade trip was only 1 day away and I had everything arranged.
I just really hoped that Harry would enjoy it, because I just didn't know what I would have done if he didn't.
Today was it was the ending of Friday and the date was scheduled for tomorrow, which was Saturday. Harry was really looking forward to the date. He'd been extremely giddy ever since that evening that I'd asked him out.
He would smile at me every morning at breakfast from his Gryffindor table and then widen his smile when I would smile back.
It made me extremely happy to see him so joyful.
He would try his hardest to make sure he could see me at least five times in the day! Not that I had any complaints of course! ( A/N: that line is quite clichéd, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else to say so just deal with it! Lol j/k)
He would pull me away from the crowd as soon as the breakfast bell would signal the ending of it and then kiss me passionately and say, "Have a nice day, love."
Then, he'd pull me aside after I'd finished charms and ask me if my day was going well and then leave after a quick kiss.
He'd then sit as close as possible to me in potions class without causing attention and then speak to me when people weren't paying attention.
But the times he spent the most with me were after classes during our 2- hour break before dinner and come to my Head Boy room with me to spend some "quality" time with me.
Then, after dinner, around 9:00 p.m. he would sneak into my room, never being caught, and I'd never known how he'd done it. (Of course, now, years later, I know that he'd used his father's invisibility cloak and a map called "The Marauder's Map.")
Hermione and Weasley never really questioned him much about where he was going as long as he got back by midnight.
They'd all ready come to their own conclusions as to where Harry always went.
We snuggled and kissed and help each other with homework, but we never really did anything like sex. I didn't want to push Harry into something that he might regret later on and that could result in ending our wonderful relationship.
It was now 9:00 p.m. and I was waiting for Harry as I always did.
I heard a silent knock on my door and said, "Come in." before I heard Harry whisper the password and open the door silently.
He never liked coming in without my permission first.
He said that it was rude and that I could possibly be busy at the moment, and so, it was something he always insisted on doing, even though I'd told him that I'd never be too busy for him, which had earned me a wonderful kiss.
You may think that this was just any ordinary line that was "corny" as you Muggles put it, but this was true and still is; there will never come a day when I am too busy for Harry.
Harry entered the door, empty-handed.
I'd found this a bit unusual, as Harry always brought his potions homework for my assistance with it.
I looked up into his dazzling green eyes quizzically and his only answer was a wide smile as he walked up to me on the bed and sat on my lap.
"I finished all my homework this evening so that I could have all my time completely devoted to you," he said, and then gave me a long-lasting kiss, which I gladly smiled into.
"You know, I can't wait until tomorrow," Harry said.
"Neither can I."
"Are you sure you can't tell me where it is that you're taking me?" he whined. He looked so adorable.
"I'm sure." I answered. "Besides, if I told you it would spoil the entire date. It's supposed to be a surprise and it can't be a surprise if you don't get surprised."
Harry groaned with a pout and then smiled as an idea came to him. "All right. How about this? I'll pretend to be surprised. I swear! You know, I'm a very good actor. In fact, I'll show you how good I am right now."
He gasped and put on a face of pure shock with a smile of happiness. I had to admit, he really was a good actor with that face. He looked like what I was hoping he would look like when he saw the place I arranged for our date.
But I couldn't hold it in anymore. Just seeing him posing there for me to judge was just a little too hilarious for me.
I started laughing hysterically and fell off the bed with thud.
"Oh come on." Harry whined, dropping the shocked look off his face as he leaned over the bed to look down at me on the floor.
"I put on a pretty good surprised face and you know it!" he argued as I stood up, my laughter starting to become less hysterical.
Once I'd calmed down and caught my breath, I answered him.
"True," I said. "But I don't want your surprise to be an act. I want it to be real. I hope you like it," I said, with a look of slight worry on my face.
Harry instantly jumped into my arms and gave me a light kiss as I carried him close to me.
He wrapped his arms around me and as he gave me another kiss he whispered seductively into my ear, "Of course I'll love it, especially if it's from you. But you know what I would really love right now?"
I pulled away and raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"Are you, the Gryffindor Golden Boy, actually suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" I asked, teasingly.
His only reply was a deep, lustful, yet loving kiss as he got off my arms and pulled me down onto the bed with him.
I kissed him tenderly and my lips slowly began their journey down his neck. I sucked o the skin for a moment before lifting my head and slowly pulling Harry's shirt off, over his head.
Once the shirt was completely off and forgotten on the floor, Harry pulled me back down for another kiss.
I smiled and then felt him smile too.
Just as we were about to really get things going. Tap, tap, tap.
A bird was pecking on my window.
Both Harry and me let out a very annoyed groan.
Of all the hours in the day, why did the owl have to choose now to send his letter!?
I reluctantly picked myself up off Harry and opened the window.
The bird flew in and headed straight for Harry.
He took the parchment from the owl's leg and opened it up. He read it to himself as I waited, curiously.
He looked up at me and then gave me an apologetic smile. "Draco, I'm sorry but Hermione's making me go up to her room to finish up a Transfiguration's project we got paired up for."
I smiled and said, "It's all right. It's not your fault that Granger can be so annoying."
He gave me a playful glare before grabbing his shirt.
He put his shirt back on and pulled his pants up a bit (I had been prying them off before that insolent bird interrupted us) and came up to me for a kiss.
I leant down and kissed him passionately and almost didn't let go of him, not wanting him to leave.
"Draco," he'd murmured against my lips. "I have to go."
"But why?" Now I was the one whining.
"You know how Hermione can get when it comes to schoolwork. Don't worry. We'll have the entire day to our selves tomorrow."
"Oh all right." I replied, reluctantly.
He smiled and gave me another quick kiss before exiting out of the door.
I sighed and thought to myself, 'I'll have to get back at Hermione for interrupting us.' And then smiled.
Oh well, at least Harry and I were starting to make some progress.
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It was Saturday morning and it was finally time for our date!
I walked over to where everyone was lining up for the trip to Hogsmeade. Harry smiled at me from the front of the line and raced all the way to the back, where I was.
"Harry! You were at the front! Why did you come all the way to the back?"
"Because I love you," he answered me with a kiss.
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When we got to Hogsmeade, we watched as Hermione and Weasley walked off, Weasley complaining and begging to know why they were leaving Harry alone with me.
Harry only chuckled.
"So.where are we going?" Harry asked slowly, trying with all his might to keep from jumping up and down with delight.
I chuckled as I leant down and gave him a quick peck on his forehead. "Somewhere nice. Don't worry. Just calm down, all right?" I asked with a smile on my face.
Harry pouted and didn't answer.
I chuckled once again before kissing him passionately on the lips.
"Draco," Harry mumbled against my lips, gently pushing me back. "Not in public." He finished, blushing red all over.
It was true, I looked around, noticing crowds of people and I didn't know if Harry was ready for everyone to know about us yet.
I don't think anyone apart from Weasley, Hermione, and myself even knew that he was gay.
For me, however, it was no problem. I was bi-sexual and everyone knew it. They were fine with it. I was fine with it.
It really didn't matter.
But if Harry didn't want anyone to know yet, then I wouldn't tell anyone yet.
We kept walking in silence with Harry's pout still placed upon his adorable face. I nudged him gently and said, "Don't be so grumpy. Pleeeeease?" I fluttered my eyelashes and put on a baby face.
Harry cracked and began to laugh.
I hugged him closely now that we were in a more secluded area.
Suddenly, when we getting very near the place of my date with Harry, I asked him to close his eyes.
"Why?" he'd whined.
"Because it'll spoil the surprise. Don't you listen to me when I talk to you?" I asked playfully.
"All right," he said grumpily after glaring at me a bit.
Just to make sure he wasn't looking, I covered his eyes with my hands.
"What's that for?" he whined.
"To make sure you're not peaking."
"You don't trust me?" Harry asked, feigning a hurt expression on his face, while still keeping his eyes closed.
"Well, no, not really," I answered with a playful tone in my voice.
"Hmpf," was all Harry said.
I ignored it as I continued to lead him to the place.
Finally, we were there. "Okay," I said as I grabbed a white rose from the table. "You can open your eyes now."
"YES!" Harry yelled with happiness.
Harry opened his eyes and then gasped.
He looked around at a large ballroom with a table right in the center. It had two, white, fire-lit candles with four little green leaves coming out of the bottom to give it a nature-like look and between the two candles was a white, rose-shaped candle with four leaves also coming out of it.
It floated in a glass bowl of crystal clear water.
The room was dimly lit to set the romantic mood.
Around them were white, red, and black roses floating in mid-air with pedals of those colors displayed beautifully around the room.
A beautiful, crystal chandelier hung high in the room, in the center.
A beautiful, soft melody of music filled the room, making my beautiful Harry's heart flutter. (He told me years later.)
"Draco," was all that escaped his beautiful lips before he gave up with trying to find words and grabbed me and gave me the most heart-warming kiss I'd ever gotten.
I swear, my knees buckled just a bit, and Harry laughed unsteadily as he was still shocked from the room.
"Draco," he began again, "It's beautiful. I.you didn't have to do all this for me. I mean-"
"Of course I did," I swiftly cut in. "I love you, Harry and I want everything we ever do together to be absolutely perfect." I finished as I leaned in for another beautifully delicious kiss.
Harry smiled at me and then jumped about a foot in the air with a yelp as a young male waiter spoke from behind him.
Harry twirled around as the waiter spoke, "Have a seat Mr. Potter."
He pulled the chair away from the table and instructed for Harry to take a seat.
I'd hired a personal waiter just for the two of us.
Once Harry had taken a seat, he pushed the chair in and then instructed for me to do the same as he pulled out the second chair.
I took a seat and he pushed me in all though I really didn't want him to. It made me feel...unmanly.
He then spoke again.
"What will it be, Mr. Potter? No. wait, wait. I know."
Suddenly, a plate of (A/N: well, I don't know...I don't really like restaurants and fancy food. I like fast food so use your imagination and make up your own food for what Harry is going to eat) delicious looking food appeared in front of Harry and his eyes opened wide in astonishment.
"And for you, Mr. Malfoy." A plate of (A/N: Once again, you'll have to use your imagination) equally delicious looking food ( A/N: lol. Corny, but I'm bad when it comes to fancy food. Sorry) appeared in front of me.
It was my favorite dish to eat as I was sure Harry's was also his favorite since this waiter was a very good waiter who knew what a person loved to eat the most just by looking at them.
The waiter then left us alone as he was supposed to. He wouldn't be coming back unless we summoned him.
Harry stared at me with his mouth hanging open before it turned into a beautiful smile.
" Oh Draco, thank you so much...this is all so beautiful, I just-" I silenced him with a kiss.
Harry blushed as I pulled away.
We began to eat. I didn't really want to waste time eating, I wanted to do something more. I'd brought Harry to a ballroom because I'd wanted to dance with him.
I hurried with my food, but in a courtly fashion as to not look rude. Harry didn't notice me eating quickly.
He was taking his time to enjoy the food and not really hurrying at all. He probably thought that all we were going to do was eat, but I really wanted to do much more.
I finished my food much sooner than Harry and silently waited as he slowly finished.
Instead of being irritating, however, it was quite wonderful.
I watched Harry as he slowly chewed his food and then swallowed it down his beautiful, slender neck.
When he finished I let out a sigh of relief and got a confused look from Harry and then chuckled.
He smiled at me, slightly confused but still happy all the same.
"Harry, I wanted to give you something." This hadn't been something I'd planned but I'd seen it in a store and just had to get it for Harry.
It seemed that Harry had no jewelry at all and it just seemed sad that there was no jewelry lucky enough to grace Harry with its presence, but this piece of jewelry, I'd decided, was.
Harry gave me a quizzical look as I pulled out a long black box out from my cloak pocket and handed it to Harry with a smile.
No, it wasn't a rich, expensive necklace with a high- quality jewel in it or a dragon-shaped locket or even a lion or anything like that. I really didn't want to give Harry something like that because I knew that he wouldn't accept it if it was too expensive for his likings and also because it would suit him.
I loved Harry because he didn't care what others thought of him. He didn't have to wear the finest clothing or the most expensive jewelry money could buy to make himself as beautiful as he was.
He didn't need to impress others, and I loved him for that.
Clamoring him with something so fancy and snobby like that would ruin him. It would change Harry's appearance in such a way that only a person close to him could notice.
Instead, Harry opened the long, thin, black case to a gold chain with golden cut letters attached to it. It spelled his name.
It was simple.
I hoped Harry liked it. I hoped he truly was the boy who I thought he was. The boy who didn't need fancy things and didn't pay much attention to such unimportant, fancy things.
After getting no reply from him I nervously said, "It's not much, you know, it's not fancy or anything but I just thought that it would look wonderful on you and." I faltered as I still didn't get a reply.
I continued.
"If you don't like it.I could just-"
"No! Of course not! I mean, of course I like it! I love it, Draco! It's just that you're doing so much for me and I really don't deserve all this and I'm putting you through so much trouble and-"
"Harry, it's not trouble at all. Honest. I just noticed that you didn't wear jewelry and I wanted to get it for you." I said, happy that he liked it.
"Come here," I said gingerly. "Let me put it on."
He came to me, smiling and handed me the chain.
I stood behind him and clicked the chain closed around his neck.
It hung loosely around his neck and looked simply dazzling on him.
I smiled and then asked, "Harry, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"
He blushed before mumbling, "I'm not a very good dancer."
"That's all right. You looked fine in our fourth year when you danced with Lavender."
"Well, yeah, but she was leading."
"All right, then, I'll lead."
He nodded with a blush and then let me wrap my arms around his waist. He nervously wrapped his arms around my neck. I pulled him closer to me and breathed in his wonderful scent.
He smelled of wonderful, fresh green apples.
I smiled as Harry became braver and leaned his head against my chest.
We danced to the beautiful song until it ended and he then looked up into my eyes and pulled me down for a kiss.
We kissed for a very long time before pulling away, breathless, my hormones completely in tune.
I wanted Harry, and I wanted him now!
"Harry, follow me."
He didn't complain as I lead him up a flight of stairs in the darkness of the ballroom and opened a door to a room; to a beautifully furnished bedroom.
I'd been hoping for this moment.
The bed was extremely large and covered with thin, black satin sheets.
I turned to Harry who was flushed and then leaned down to kiss him.
The kiss deepened and we moved to the bed, never losing contact. I stripped off Harry's shirt and beheld again his beautifully toned torso. I was pleased to see that the flush didn't end at his neck. He was quivering slightly as I touched him and I became slightly worried.
"Are you all right?" I asked him gently.
His blush deepened a bit, but he replied nonetheless. "I've never done this before," he said, so quietly I almost didn't hear him.
"If you're not ready." I started to say.
"No," Harry said quickly. "I'm ready. It's just. don't be rough with me." He looked down shyly and I felt my heart swell with love for him.
"I would never be rough with you, my love," I said softly, caressing his chest gently with my long, aristocratic fingers. "You were made to be caressed and pampered, not injured or forced."
He still didn't look up at me, but his hands had wandered to my stomach, touching gently. He touches were shy and very endearing. I tilted his head up to face me and was shocked to see tears standing in his eyes.
"Thank you," he whispered and then kissed me softly yet passionately. I didn't understand what had brought this surge of emotion from him, but I didn't say anything as my hands roamed the smooth surface of his toned back.
Slowly he unbuttoned my shirt and it fluttered to the floor with a soft rustling sound of fabric. We continued to explore each other's bodies as slowly the rest of our clothes joined our shirts on the floor. I lifted Harry and gently placed him on the bed. He was looking at me very trustfully with his beautiful green eyes.
"I love you, Draco," he said.
"I love you too, Harry," I replied. Slowly, I began to explore his exquisite body with my mouth, kissing every inch of bare skin that I could find. My body ached for him, and my heart cried out his name with every beat.
Our breathing was steadily increasing and Harry was whispering nonsense to me as he touched me softly. His hands ghosted over my flesh and made it break out in pleasant goose bumps. Slowly I prepared him for me with the jar of lubricant I had brought just for this occasion.
As I entered him slowly, he gasped and closed his eyes, his hands tightening around my waist.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He nodded vigorously. "Just. wait a moment," he whispered. He moved a little and then was still to allow his body to adjust to the intrusion. "Okay," he said after a moment. "I'm ready now."
I moved slowly at first and then we set a pace with each other. Our breathing sped up and our hands roamed freely, touching and remembering everything. Sweat broke out all over our bodies and our kisses remained soft and full of love.
As I neared my climax, I whispered words of love to Harry and then my world exploded in ecstasy. Harry cried out as he reached his climax and I found that I had never heard a sound so sweet in all my life.
I was tired after our lovemaking, but Harry was trembling all over. I told him so.
"I know," he replied. "I'll be all right."
I gently pulled myself off him and lay next to his body. He settled himself comfortably on my chest and closed his eyes. I lay in the bed, in complete bliss.
Harry and I had fallen asleep for a while but I'd later woken up to find Harry all ready awake.
I loved him so much, and still do.
I'd never thought it could be so wonderful. I'd had sex before...but I'd never made love to anyone. I'd never felt love during our intercourse. It was wonderful. Harry lay awake, but silent, resting his head on my chest with his right arm strewn across my slightly muscled stomach.
He was breathing silently, and looked as though he was going to fall asleep again. I smiled at him. I decided to talk to him before he fell asleep again.
"That was absolute bliss," I said.
Harry smiled up at me and leaned in for a kiss.
I did not object at all.
"Yes. It was," Harry answered after we broke apart and he rested back on my chest again.
"Harry," I began. "What's your favorite color?"
He pondered for a moment before replying, "Well, I tell everyone it's red, but really, I love the color green. It's just that if I told anyone I liked green, they'd bother me about it being a Slytherin color."
I smiled to myself. 'Interesting'. I thought.
"What makes you sad?" I continued.
"Thinking about Sirius," he said, suddenly getting a glum look upon his face.
Damn it! I thought to myself. How could I be so stupid to ask such a question? Of course thinking of his diseased godfather would make him sad. I felt horrible.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"It's Okay Draco. It's been nearly two years. I have to learn to deal with it."
He gave me a reassuring smile but all I could muster up was a sad, apologetic smile.
I decided to ask a better question that might lift Harry's spirits.
"Well, what makes you the happiest?" I asked earnestly, expecting him to say 'playing Quidditch.'
He stared at my eyes seriously, a smile appearing on his face as he said, "Being with you."
My eyes widened in shock.
I couldn't say anything to him. I was much too shocked.
He smiled, understanding why I was at a loss for words and let himself drift off to sleep.
Wow.
I didn't know what to think.
Of all the possible answers he could have given me, this was the best.
This was simply.
The perfect answer.
A very special thank you to: Menecarkawan. She is my beta and she wrote the love scene for me since I am not very good at that sort of thing. So you should all be very thankful that menecarkawan was nice enough to write it for me! Thank you! ;-)
A/N: Wow! Finally! That chapter was long and just took forever. I've been so busy with school I just haven't really had much time to update and I'm sorry I mean, it's only been the first week of school and all ready I've had 5 tests! School is such a drag! I swear! But I have to take it if I want to be a famous author, so I'll just have to deal with it for the time being. The only classes I like though, are English and literature of course! They're my majors. But I swear. My math teacher is out to get me! She gives the hardest work! I got a failing grade in the first week of school! A 40! Can you believe it!? But I've raised it a bit since I got a 95 and 100 on my last two tests. Of course, those are only homework grades and so they don't count very much but still. I'm like heroine, I;ve never gotten a C in my life and I don't plan on starting now! I've always gotten straight A's on my report card and I intend on keep it that way.it's just that this hasn't exactly been my week, but I'm working on it.
Well, I'll try to have the next chapter updated sooner than I did with this chapter. I can't promise anything, though. I seriously have to put a little more effort into my school work weather I like it or not.
Well, enough of my talking.
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Chapter 9: The Perfect Answer
The Hogsmeade trip was only 1 day away and I had everything arranged.
I just really hoped that Harry would enjoy it, because I just didn't know what I would have done if he didn't.
Today was it was the ending of Friday and the date was scheduled for tomorrow, which was Saturday. Harry was really looking forward to the date. He'd been extremely giddy ever since that evening that I'd asked him out.
He would smile at me every morning at breakfast from his Gryffindor table and then widen his smile when I would smile back.
It made me extremely happy to see him so joyful.
He would try his hardest to make sure he could see me at least five times in the day! Not that I had any complaints of course! ( A/N: that line is quite clichéd, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else to say so just deal with it! Lol j/k)
He would pull me away from the crowd as soon as the breakfast bell would signal the ending of it and then kiss me passionately and say, "Have a nice day, love."
Then, he'd pull me aside after I'd finished charms and ask me if my day was going well and then leave after a quick kiss.
He'd then sit as close as possible to me in potions class without causing attention and then speak to me when people weren't paying attention.
But the times he spent the most with me were after classes during our 2- hour break before dinner and come to my Head Boy room with me to spend some "quality" time with me.
Then, after dinner, around 9:00 p.m. he would sneak into my room, never being caught, and I'd never known how he'd done it. (Of course, now, years later, I know that he'd used his father's invisibility cloak and a map called "The Marauder's Map.")
Hermione and Weasley never really questioned him much about where he was going as long as he got back by midnight.
They'd all ready come to their own conclusions as to where Harry always went.
We snuggled and kissed and help each other with homework, but we never really did anything like sex. I didn't want to push Harry into something that he might regret later on and that could result in ending our wonderful relationship.
It was now 9:00 p.m. and I was waiting for Harry as I always did.
I heard a silent knock on my door and said, "Come in." before I heard Harry whisper the password and open the door silently.
He never liked coming in without my permission first.
He said that it was rude and that I could possibly be busy at the moment, and so, it was something he always insisted on doing, even though I'd told him that I'd never be too busy for him, which had earned me a wonderful kiss.
You may think that this was just any ordinary line that was "corny" as you Muggles put it, but this was true and still is; there will never come a day when I am too busy for Harry.
Harry entered the door, empty-handed.
I'd found this a bit unusual, as Harry always brought his potions homework for my assistance with it.
I looked up into his dazzling green eyes quizzically and his only answer was a wide smile as he walked up to me on the bed and sat on my lap.
"I finished all my homework this evening so that I could have all my time completely devoted to you," he said, and then gave me a long-lasting kiss, which I gladly smiled into.
"You know, I can't wait until tomorrow," Harry said.
"Neither can I."
"Are you sure you can't tell me where it is that you're taking me?" he whined. He looked so adorable.
"I'm sure." I answered. "Besides, if I told you it would spoil the entire date. It's supposed to be a surprise and it can't be a surprise if you don't get surprised."
Harry groaned with a pout and then smiled as an idea came to him. "All right. How about this? I'll pretend to be surprised. I swear! You know, I'm a very good actor. In fact, I'll show you how good I am right now."
He gasped and put on a face of pure shock with a smile of happiness. I had to admit, he really was a good actor with that face. He looked like what I was hoping he would look like when he saw the place I arranged for our date.
But I couldn't hold it in anymore. Just seeing him posing there for me to judge was just a little too hilarious for me.
I started laughing hysterically and fell off the bed with thud.
"Oh come on." Harry whined, dropping the shocked look off his face as he leaned over the bed to look down at me on the floor.
"I put on a pretty good surprised face and you know it!" he argued as I stood up, my laughter starting to become less hysterical.
Once I'd calmed down and caught my breath, I answered him.
"True," I said. "But I don't want your surprise to be an act. I want it to be real. I hope you like it," I said, with a look of slight worry on my face.
Harry instantly jumped into my arms and gave me a light kiss as I carried him close to me.
He wrapped his arms around me and as he gave me another kiss he whispered seductively into my ear, "Of course I'll love it, especially if it's from you. But you know what I would really love right now?"
I pulled away and raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"Are you, the Gryffindor Golden Boy, actually suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" I asked, teasingly.
His only reply was a deep, lustful, yet loving kiss as he got off my arms and pulled me down onto the bed with him.
I kissed him tenderly and my lips slowly began their journey down his neck. I sucked o the skin for a moment before lifting my head and slowly pulling Harry's shirt off, over his head.
Once the shirt was completely off and forgotten on the floor, Harry pulled me back down for another kiss.
I smiled and then felt him smile too.
Just as we were about to really get things going. Tap, tap, tap.
A bird was pecking on my window.
Both Harry and me let out a very annoyed groan.
Of all the hours in the day, why did the owl have to choose now to send his letter!?
I reluctantly picked myself up off Harry and opened the window.
The bird flew in and headed straight for Harry.
He took the parchment from the owl's leg and opened it up. He read it to himself as I waited, curiously.
He looked up at me and then gave me an apologetic smile. "Draco, I'm sorry but Hermione's making me go up to her room to finish up a Transfiguration's project we got paired up for."
I smiled and said, "It's all right. It's not your fault that Granger can be so annoying."
He gave me a playful glare before grabbing his shirt.
He put his shirt back on and pulled his pants up a bit (I had been prying them off before that insolent bird interrupted us) and came up to me for a kiss.
I leant down and kissed him passionately and almost didn't let go of him, not wanting him to leave.
"Draco," he'd murmured against my lips. "I have to go."
"But why?" Now I was the one whining.
"You know how Hermione can get when it comes to schoolwork. Don't worry. We'll have the entire day to our selves tomorrow."
"Oh all right." I replied, reluctantly.
He smiled and gave me another quick kiss before exiting out of the door.
I sighed and thought to myself, 'I'll have to get back at Hermione for interrupting us.' And then smiled.
Oh well, at least Harry and I were starting to make some progress.
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It was Saturday morning and it was finally time for our date!
I walked over to where everyone was lining up for the trip to Hogsmeade. Harry smiled at me from the front of the line and raced all the way to the back, where I was.
"Harry! You were at the front! Why did you come all the way to the back?"
"Because I love you," he answered me with a kiss.
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When we got to Hogsmeade, we watched as Hermione and Weasley walked off, Weasley complaining and begging to know why they were leaving Harry alone with me.
Harry only chuckled.
"So.where are we going?" Harry asked slowly, trying with all his might to keep from jumping up and down with delight.
I chuckled as I leant down and gave him a quick peck on his forehead. "Somewhere nice. Don't worry. Just calm down, all right?" I asked with a smile on my face.
Harry pouted and didn't answer.
I chuckled once again before kissing him passionately on the lips.
"Draco," Harry mumbled against my lips, gently pushing me back. "Not in public." He finished, blushing red all over.
It was true, I looked around, noticing crowds of people and I didn't know if Harry was ready for everyone to know about us yet.
I don't think anyone apart from Weasley, Hermione, and myself even knew that he was gay.
For me, however, it was no problem. I was bi-sexual and everyone knew it. They were fine with it. I was fine with it.
It really didn't matter.
But if Harry didn't want anyone to know yet, then I wouldn't tell anyone yet.
We kept walking in silence with Harry's pout still placed upon his adorable face. I nudged him gently and said, "Don't be so grumpy. Pleeeeease?" I fluttered my eyelashes and put on a baby face.
Harry cracked and began to laugh.
I hugged him closely now that we were in a more secluded area.
Suddenly, when we getting very near the place of my date with Harry, I asked him to close his eyes.
"Why?" he'd whined.
"Because it'll spoil the surprise. Don't you listen to me when I talk to you?" I asked playfully.
"All right," he said grumpily after glaring at me a bit.
Just to make sure he wasn't looking, I covered his eyes with my hands.
"What's that for?" he whined.
"To make sure you're not peaking."
"You don't trust me?" Harry asked, feigning a hurt expression on his face, while still keeping his eyes closed.
"Well, no, not really," I answered with a playful tone in my voice.
"Hmpf," was all Harry said.
I ignored it as I continued to lead him to the place.
Finally, we were there. "Okay," I said as I grabbed a white rose from the table. "You can open your eyes now."
"YES!" Harry yelled with happiness.
Harry opened his eyes and then gasped.
He looked around at a large ballroom with a table right in the center. It had two, white, fire-lit candles with four little green leaves coming out of the bottom to give it a nature-like look and between the two candles was a white, rose-shaped candle with four leaves also coming out of it.
It floated in a glass bowl of crystal clear water.
The room was dimly lit to set the romantic mood.
Around them were white, red, and black roses floating in mid-air with pedals of those colors displayed beautifully around the room.
A beautiful, crystal chandelier hung high in the room, in the center.
A beautiful, soft melody of music filled the room, making my beautiful Harry's heart flutter. (He told me years later.)
"Draco," was all that escaped his beautiful lips before he gave up with trying to find words and grabbed me and gave me the most heart-warming kiss I'd ever gotten.
I swear, my knees buckled just a bit, and Harry laughed unsteadily as he was still shocked from the room.
"Draco," he began again, "It's beautiful. I.you didn't have to do all this for me. I mean-"
"Of course I did," I swiftly cut in. "I love you, Harry and I want everything we ever do together to be absolutely perfect." I finished as I leaned in for another beautifully delicious kiss.
Harry smiled at me and then jumped about a foot in the air with a yelp as a young male waiter spoke from behind him.
Harry twirled around as the waiter spoke, "Have a seat Mr. Potter."
He pulled the chair away from the table and instructed for Harry to take a seat.
I'd hired a personal waiter just for the two of us.
Once Harry had taken a seat, he pushed the chair in and then instructed for me to do the same as he pulled out the second chair.
I took a seat and he pushed me in all though I really didn't want him to. It made me feel...unmanly.
He then spoke again.
"What will it be, Mr. Potter? No. wait, wait. I know."
Suddenly, a plate of (A/N: well, I don't know...I don't really like restaurants and fancy food. I like fast food so use your imagination and make up your own food for what Harry is going to eat) delicious looking food appeared in front of Harry and his eyes opened wide in astonishment.
"And for you, Mr. Malfoy." A plate of (A/N: Once again, you'll have to use your imagination) equally delicious looking food ( A/N: lol. Corny, but I'm bad when it comes to fancy food. Sorry) appeared in front of me.
It was my favorite dish to eat as I was sure Harry's was also his favorite since this waiter was a very good waiter who knew what a person loved to eat the most just by looking at them.
The waiter then left us alone as he was supposed to. He wouldn't be coming back unless we summoned him.
Harry stared at me with his mouth hanging open before it turned into a beautiful smile.
" Oh Draco, thank you so much...this is all so beautiful, I just-" I silenced him with a kiss.
Harry blushed as I pulled away.
We began to eat. I didn't really want to waste time eating, I wanted to do something more. I'd brought Harry to a ballroom because I'd wanted to dance with him.
I hurried with my food, but in a courtly fashion as to not look rude. Harry didn't notice me eating quickly.
He was taking his time to enjoy the food and not really hurrying at all. He probably thought that all we were going to do was eat, but I really wanted to do much more.
I finished my food much sooner than Harry and silently waited as he slowly finished.
Instead of being irritating, however, it was quite wonderful.
I watched Harry as he slowly chewed his food and then swallowed it down his beautiful, slender neck.
When he finished I let out a sigh of relief and got a confused look from Harry and then chuckled.
He smiled at me, slightly confused but still happy all the same.
"Harry, I wanted to give you something." This hadn't been something I'd planned but I'd seen it in a store and just had to get it for Harry.
It seemed that Harry had no jewelry at all and it just seemed sad that there was no jewelry lucky enough to grace Harry with its presence, but this piece of jewelry, I'd decided, was.
Harry gave me a quizzical look as I pulled out a long black box out from my cloak pocket and handed it to Harry with a smile.
No, it wasn't a rich, expensive necklace with a high- quality jewel in it or a dragon-shaped locket or even a lion or anything like that. I really didn't want to give Harry something like that because I knew that he wouldn't accept it if it was too expensive for his likings and also because it would suit him.
I loved Harry because he didn't care what others thought of him. He didn't have to wear the finest clothing or the most expensive jewelry money could buy to make himself as beautiful as he was.
He didn't need to impress others, and I loved him for that.
Clamoring him with something so fancy and snobby like that would ruin him. It would change Harry's appearance in such a way that only a person close to him could notice.
Instead, Harry opened the long, thin, black case to a gold chain with golden cut letters attached to it. It spelled his name.
It was simple.
I hoped Harry liked it. I hoped he truly was the boy who I thought he was. The boy who didn't need fancy things and didn't pay much attention to such unimportant, fancy things.
After getting no reply from him I nervously said, "It's not much, you know, it's not fancy or anything but I just thought that it would look wonderful on you and." I faltered as I still didn't get a reply.
I continued.
"If you don't like it.I could just-"
"No! Of course not! I mean, of course I like it! I love it, Draco! It's just that you're doing so much for me and I really don't deserve all this and I'm putting you through so much trouble and-"
"Harry, it's not trouble at all. Honest. I just noticed that you didn't wear jewelry and I wanted to get it for you." I said, happy that he liked it.
"Come here," I said gingerly. "Let me put it on."
He came to me, smiling and handed me the chain.
I stood behind him and clicked the chain closed around his neck.
It hung loosely around his neck and looked simply dazzling on him.
I smiled and then asked, "Harry, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"
He blushed before mumbling, "I'm not a very good dancer."
"That's all right. You looked fine in our fourth year when you danced with Lavender."
"Well, yeah, but she was leading."
"All right, then, I'll lead."
He nodded with a blush and then let me wrap my arms around his waist. He nervously wrapped his arms around my neck. I pulled him closer to me and breathed in his wonderful scent.
He smelled of wonderful, fresh green apples.
I smiled as Harry became braver and leaned his head against my chest.
We danced to the beautiful song until it ended and he then looked up into my eyes and pulled me down for a kiss.
We kissed for a very long time before pulling away, breathless, my hormones completely in tune.
I wanted Harry, and I wanted him now!
"Harry, follow me."
He didn't complain as I lead him up a flight of stairs in the darkness of the ballroom and opened a door to a room; to a beautifully furnished bedroom.
I'd been hoping for this moment.
The bed was extremely large and covered with thin, black satin sheets.
I turned to Harry who was flushed and then leaned down to kiss him.
The kiss deepened and we moved to the bed, never losing contact. I stripped off Harry's shirt and beheld again his beautifully toned torso. I was pleased to see that the flush didn't end at his neck. He was quivering slightly as I touched him and I became slightly worried.
"Are you all right?" I asked him gently.
His blush deepened a bit, but he replied nonetheless. "I've never done this before," he said, so quietly I almost didn't hear him.
"If you're not ready." I started to say.
"No," Harry said quickly. "I'm ready. It's just. don't be rough with me." He looked down shyly and I felt my heart swell with love for him.
"I would never be rough with you, my love," I said softly, caressing his chest gently with my long, aristocratic fingers. "You were made to be caressed and pampered, not injured or forced."
He still didn't look up at me, but his hands had wandered to my stomach, touching gently. He touches were shy and very endearing. I tilted his head up to face me and was shocked to see tears standing in his eyes.
"Thank you," he whispered and then kissed me softly yet passionately. I didn't understand what had brought this surge of emotion from him, but I didn't say anything as my hands roamed the smooth surface of his toned back.
Slowly he unbuttoned my shirt and it fluttered to the floor with a soft rustling sound of fabric. We continued to explore each other's bodies as slowly the rest of our clothes joined our shirts on the floor. I lifted Harry and gently placed him on the bed. He was looking at me very trustfully with his beautiful green eyes.
"I love you, Draco," he said.
"I love you too, Harry," I replied. Slowly, I began to explore his exquisite body with my mouth, kissing every inch of bare skin that I could find. My body ached for him, and my heart cried out his name with every beat.
Our breathing was steadily increasing and Harry was whispering nonsense to me as he touched me softly. His hands ghosted over my flesh and made it break out in pleasant goose bumps. Slowly I prepared him for me with the jar of lubricant I had brought just for this occasion.
As I entered him slowly, he gasped and closed his eyes, his hands tightening around my waist.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He nodded vigorously. "Just. wait a moment," he whispered. He moved a little and then was still to allow his body to adjust to the intrusion. "Okay," he said after a moment. "I'm ready now."
I moved slowly at first and then we set a pace with each other. Our breathing sped up and our hands roamed freely, touching and remembering everything. Sweat broke out all over our bodies and our kisses remained soft and full of love.
As I neared my climax, I whispered words of love to Harry and then my world exploded in ecstasy. Harry cried out as he reached his climax and I found that I had never heard a sound so sweet in all my life.
I was tired after our lovemaking, but Harry was trembling all over. I told him so.
"I know," he replied. "I'll be all right."
I gently pulled myself off him and lay next to his body. He settled himself comfortably on my chest and closed his eyes. I lay in the bed, in complete bliss.
Harry and I had fallen asleep for a while but I'd later woken up to find Harry all ready awake.
I loved him so much, and still do.
I'd never thought it could be so wonderful. I'd had sex before...but I'd never made love to anyone. I'd never felt love during our intercourse. It was wonderful. Harry lay awake, but silent, resting his head on my chest with his right arm strewn across my slightly muscled stomach.
He was breathing silently, and looked as though he was going to fall asleep again. I smiled at him. I decided to talk to him before he fell asleep again.
"That was absolute bliss," I said.
Harry smiled up at me and leaned in for a kiss.
I did not object at all.
"Yes. It was," Harry answered after we broke apart and he rested back on my chest again.
"Harry," I began. "What's your favorite color?"
He pondered for a moment before replying, "Well, I tell everyone it's red, but really, I love the color green. It's just that if I told anyone I liked green, they'd bother me about it being a Slytherin color."
I smiled to myself. 'Interesting'. I thought.
"What makes you sad?" I continued.
"Thinking about Sirius," he said, suddenly getting a glum look upon his face.
Damn it! I thought to myself. How could I be so stupid to ask such a question? Of course thinking of his diseased godfather would make him sad. I felt horrible.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"It's Okay Draco. It's been nearly two years. I have to learn to deal with it."
He gave me a reassuring smile but all I could muster up was a sad, apologetic smile.
I decided to ask a better question that might lift Harry's spirits.
"Well, what makes you the happiest?" I asked earnestly, expecting him to say 'playing Quidditch.'
He stared at my eyes seriously, a smile appearing on his face as he said, "Being with you."
My eyes widened in shock.
I couldn't say anything to him. I was much too shocked.
He smiled, understanding why I was at a loss for words and let himself drift off to sleep.
Wow.
I didn't know what to think.
Of all the possible answers he could have given me, this was the best.
This was simply.
The perfect answer.
A very special thank you to: Menecarkawan. She is my beta and she wrote the love scene for me since I am not very good at that sort of thing. So you should all be very thankful that menecarkawan was nice enough to write it for me! Thank you! ;-)
A/N: Wow! Finally! That chapter was long and just took forever. I've been so busy with school I just haven't really had much time to update and I'm sorry I mean, it's only been the first week of school and all ready I've had 5 tests! School is such a drag! I swear! But I have to take it if I want to be a famous author, so I'll just have to deal with it for the time being. The only classes I like though, are English and literature of course! They're my majors. But I swear. My math teacher is out to get me! She gives the hardest work! I got a failing grade in the first week of school! A 40! Can you believe it!? But I've raised it a bit since I got a 95 and 100 on my last two tests. Of course, those are only homework grades and so they don't count very much but still. I'm like heroine, I;ve never gotten a C in my life and I don't plan on starting now! I've always gotten straight A's on my report card and I intend on keep it that way.it's just that this hasn't exactly been my week, but I'm working on it.
Well, I'll try to have the next chapter updated sooner than I did with this chapter. I can't promise anything, though. I seriously have to put a little more effort into my school work weather I like it or not.
Well, enough of my talking.
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