"Have I Ever Told you…"
By: Jaylynn Jean Lee
Disclaimer: Do not own Harry Potter or anyone else in this story.
Dedications: Due to the OVERWHELMING (twenty-one) amount of reviews I got on my third chapter, I decided to get on with the next one.
Oh, and I'm sooooooo sorry about not having this chappy out sooner…like I said before, it takes me a bloody long time to think of stuff, and I can only write when I'm in the mood, so here's the almost, and probably next to final chapter. Thank you, to everyone who has reviewed past and present. I appreciate every word you guys have said. Thank you again.
And if any of you ever want to contact me, my e-mail address is slytherin_seeker_@hotmail.com
Now that that's over, on with the fic!
Chapter 4
As soon as Potions were over the next day, Draco had a poem on his lips and a song in his heart. Of course, the after-effects of the Likesumjos Potion. No big deal. Just uncontrollable rhyming for about three hours. Draco didn't mind it. He might actually be able to be romantic towards Harry today.
"Hello, Harry. My big bowl full of berries!" Draco almost sang as Harry walked past him. Harry looked at Draco weirdly. Harry wasn't the experiment for Snape's class today, fun for him. Watching other people get tortured…but then again, if it was Draco, Harry was a little concerned.
"Hi, Draco, is that Likesumjos Potion workin' well for you?"
"Oh, yes, thank you! It's quite fairly good'ums too!" Draco said in a singsong voice to Harry.
"Uh, okay. How're you holdin' up, love?"
"Pretty well, everything's swell!"
Harry had to laugh at this one.
"'Everything's swell,' huh? Gosh, you're weird."
"I know I am, you still love me, com'on Har-ry, let's get some tea."
"I might take you up on that one later, Draco. I have Charms and I'm late."
"Okay, Harry, my big bowl full of berries."
Harry rolled his eyes, shook his head, sighed and walked off.
About the time lunch came around, the Liksumjos Potion was wearing off of Draco, and Harry was kind of glad for this; a rhyming Draco just wasn't for Harry. It just wasn't natural for Draco to be rhyming!
"What's up Harry? Worried 'bout somethin'?" Ron asked sitting down at the table, looking at Harry with his head in his hands looking at his plate with nothing on it.
"Nope, just…er, nothin'."
"Thinkin' about Draco, Harry?"
"Yeah, a little bit," Harry said sighing.
"Well, he just walked in the door…and looking bloody tough today, might I add."
Harry turned around. Ron wasn't lying; Draco had a look that could freeze fire. Draco walked over to the Griffindor table and grabbed Harry by the hand, which automatically told Harry to stand up.
"Yes, Malfoy?" Harry said coldly, acting so that other people wouldn't try to catch on to what they were doing.
Draco quickly grabbed Harry's black robe close to him. He quickly planted a kiss on Harry's soft, red, full lips.
What the… Harry tried to resist Draco's move but staring at the other boy's sparkling blue eyes made him fall into a trance. Harry then slowly gave in to Draco's actions. He gently pressed his lips against Draco's and then moved it slightly to give way for Draco's tongue. Draco did the same as they continued the most passionate kiss they ever had.
Girls in the background screamed.
"Boys, if you don't mind," Professor Dumbledore said almost calmly.
Draco and Harry parted reluctantly. Harry stared at his lover square in the eyes and said these five words: "Have I ever told you…"
To Be Continued
Author's notes: I'm soooooooo sorry that I didn't get this up sooner! If I could control my writer's block I would be famous by now!
I know this chapter was short, but short and sweet! The next chapter will be the last chapter in this series. I might make a sequel…or maybe even a prequel, but it depends on what I think is more important…my school grades or writing fanfics…FANFICS ALL THE WAY!!!
