These get shorter and shorter as I go along, but I had to get this bit out, so I hope you guys don't mind the shortness. Cute Harry and Draco? Most defiantly, we'll get to the screwy problem with Pouncer eventually.
He sat beneath an old tree on the outskirts of the school. He was waiting for someone, his relaxed posture said it all. The young man, cloaked in a Hogwarts uniform and robes, a silver 'P' adorning them, naming him as a Prefect of his house. He was reading a book, deep blue eyes gliding over the words on the page. A single strand of his long blonde hair obscured his view for a bare moment before he slipped it back into place behind his ear. At sixteen he was quite tall with a pale, but not sickly, complexion.
Draco Malfoy was waiting quite patiently for the love of his life. And he was late.
"Draco!"
He lifted his blue eyes from his page, returning a bookmark to it as a vision ran to him. Draco would never grow tired of seeing him. His raven hair shone against the sun and the glasses that rested on the bridge of his noes didn't seem to impair his beauty, only highlight it. Emerald green eyes sparkled at him from behind them and a healthy flush had risen to his cheeks. He had obviously run all the way here.
Harry Potter flopped down beside Draco, lying down and breathing heavily. Draco put his book down, manoeuvring Harry so the other boy lay with his head in Draco's lap. He ran his delicate fingers through his love's black hair, smiling at him even as the green eyes looked imploringly up at him.
"I'm sorry," Harry gulped for breath. "Hermione wanted me to study with her I-"
His sentence was cut short as Draco lent down, kissing him and silencing his apologies. Harry seemed a little off put out at having his conversation stopped so suddenly, but didn't complain much, falling into his boyfriend's gentle caress. Draco broke the kiss when the need for air overrun the joy of the kiss.
"You don't have to apologise my Prince."
"Must you call me that?" Harry grumbled, pouting and making Draco smile.
"I must, because you are my Prince and I love you."
That brought a sunny smile too Harry's face and it made Draco's heart melt, as it did every time. "Does this mean you're my shining Knight?"
Draco snorted, "I wouldn't quite call myself that. Dragon Knight perhaps, but shinning? No, I don't think so." The laughter such a statement caused was much welcome. Harry was too serious for his own good, and recently it was worrying Draco. He knew the one he loved was not sleeping well. "What worries you my Prince?"
Harry sighed, his eyes closing for a moment. When he opened them again the stare was full and worried. "I know its silly to worry, I mean, it's been almost forever since he last tried anything but I still-"
Draco could not handle his love being as thoroughly worried as he was now. He kissed him so suddenly that Harry could do little to protest. He wanted to wipe away all those worries, to wrap him up in his arms and tell him over and over again that everything would be all right. He knew he couldn't, it was a lie that he did not deserve, but he could comfort, and do his best to protect him. He loved him too much to do anything but.
Harry took comfort in Draco's loving kisses, he knew it was the only thing Draco could offer him. He was glad that he didn't have to pretend here in Draco's arms. Harry Potter didn't have to be strong, or perfect, or clever or happy. He could be a frightened boy looking for help and reassurances that he was loved completely by someone who asked for nothing more then to be loved in return. Harry let the stress run out of his body as Draco held him. Heaven would be like this.
"Harry Potter there you are!"
Harry and Draco pulled apart as a flustered looking girl joined them. Her untameable light brown hair was kept in place with a band and sparkling blue eyes looked a little grumpy. Her robes were haphazard in her obvious haste to find Harry. Hermione Granger had her hands on her hips as she strode over to them. Harry had the grace to look a little shame faced.
"You promised you would study with us, the tests are only a month away, if you don't pass its not on my head. You're welcome to join us Draco, we could use your help with potions." She pulled him up from his place on the ground, beginning to drag him away. Draco followed at a more sedate pace, smirking slightly.
"Are you going to let her manhandle me like this?" Harry asked indignantly.
"And get in the way of Hermione?" He asked, smiling lightly. "Don't be silly, I might be a Slytherin, but I'm not suicidal."
Hermione grinned at him over her shoulder even as Harry pouted. "Some boyfriend you are!"
"That's right," Draco kissed those pouting lips fleetingly, teasing Harry even as Hermione rolled her eyes, letting go of Harry, trusting Draco to bring him along. Draco took Harry's hand in his own, kissing the back of it lightly as they continued to follow Hermione. "And you know you love me."
"How could I ever resist you?" Came the sarcastic reply…