Title: So, romantic, huh?
Author: Marina
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: nothing mentioned in Harry Potter books belongs to me
Summary: The first time should always be perfect.
Chapter three.
Standing in the middle of the muggle store Harry held up two round candles to Hermione, one purple and one red.
"Lilac or rose scented, what do you think?" he asked.
Several days ago he owled her and asked if she would like to join him for a little shopping spree. At the time he did not tell her, but today he confessed to her that he needed her advise to plan a romanticl evening with Draco. As a girl, Harry believed, her help was requisite for his cause.
Hermione agreed for two reasons. First, Harry was her friend, and even if she did not like Draco all that much, she would help Harry no matter what. Second, she was a girl, and any girl liked to plan romantic evening, even if for the other people.
She looked at the candles critically.
"I think for the diner you should get couple of rose scented, but if you want to put several in the bedroom you should get lilac ones!"
"Both then!" concluded Harry and turned back to the shelf. "How much should I get of each?"
"For diner two will be enough! For the other, you should get much more! Put it all over the room! Think of all the place where you can put them!"
Harry thought. There was a window sill, and the table, and the book shelves, and the little magazine table, and he probably could get several candle holders from the basement.
"Twenty?" he asked Hermione.
"Twenty sounds good!" agreed she.
Earlier at lunch they talked about the lay out of the evening. While wanting it to be perfect, Harry thought to keep it pretty simple as well. Thus the diner would be home and not in the restaurant. After diner they would enjoy a little talk by the fire place, for which Harry got a little rug made of tiger skin and afterwards the main action.
Together with Hermione they discussed where the diner would be, what color the bed sheets would be better, what music should be played. Earlier they bought table cloth and plates for diner, and now two of them were walking down the aisles of the little store that sold different little handy things for houses, like candles and vases and sofa cushions.
Looking around the store, Harry asked another question.
"Should I get him some kind of present?"
Hermione smiled.
"You know, listening to you worry about the evening some much, one would think that you're not just some random couple, but a two people who just can't live without each other! You know, Ron and I, we just did it!"
"Yeah! And I've heard Ron's version. What about yours?"
"Well, it was awkward first time, I guess! It wasn't all sparks and fireworks! But with time it became great! It's like school, practice makes perfect!"
Harry rolled his eyes. It was so like Hermione to manage to compare even sex to learning. He laughed.
"But you still didn't answer my question. Should I get him a present?"
"Well, I'm thinking that if it's not something really good, then there's no point! That is if you still plan to keep it perfect!"
"No! I think I have an idea for a present! The other day Draco and I were talking, and he said, that there's no pictures at all in our house, and in his manor there were a whole bunch of really big pictures of the family members. I thought that may be I could have a picture of two of us painted and we would put in in the living room on one of the sides of the fireplace."
Hermione looked at him a little bit surprised.
"Harry, that's almost like saying, we're a family now! Are you sure you want to commit yourself so much to this relationship?"
Harry looked uneasy.
"Well, he did say that we need pictures! And, it's always a memory! It's not a commitment!" denied Harry.
But to himself he wondered if it was. Or if it was what he wanted. He long ago admitted that he liked Draco. Whenever around him, he could think only about the other boy, and whenever away from him, all he could think about was wanting to be around the other boy. Ron and Hermione were always a good friends for him, he liked spending time with them, playing or talking, planning different ventures and solving various mysteries. He never felt lonely with them.
When Sirius came into his life, Harry found himself a family. The older man was not only his friend, but he also was his father, tought him to make right choices and helped him as a parent would.
Draco was something completely different. He could for no reason make him all of a sudden happy beyond words. On the rainy days he would warm him up and take away his saddness, and during the long night he could make time pass with the speed of the light. He could bring up in him the most unexpected and unexplained behavior, make him forget about anything in the world but the two of them. "He's good for myself esteem," thought to himself Harry.
"Whatever you say, Harry. If you want, go ahead and do that. It actually sounds like a really good idea!"
Author: Marina
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: nothing mentioned in Harry Potter books belongs to me
Summary: The first time should always be perfect.
Chapter three.
Standing in the middle of the muggle store Harry held up two round candles to Hermione, one purple and one red.
"Lilac or rose scented, what do you think?" he asked.
Several days ago he owled her and asked if she would like to join him for a little shopping spree. At the time he did not tell her, but today he confessed to her that he needed her advise to plan a romanticl evening with Draco. As a girl, Harry believed, her help was requisite for his cause.
Hermione agreed for two reasons. First, Harry was her friend, and even if she did not like Draco all that much, she would help Harry no matter what. Second, she was a girl, and any girl liked to plan romantic evening, even if for the other people.
She looked at the candles critically.
"I think for the diner you should get couple of rose scented, but if you want to put several in the bedroom you should get lilac ones!"
"Both then!" concluded Harry and turned back to the shelf. "How much should I get of each?"
"For diner two will be enough! For the other, you should get much more! Put it all over the room! Think of all the place where you can put them!"
Harry thought. There was a window sill, and the table, and the book shelves, and the little magazine table, and he probably could get several candle holders from the basement.
"Twenty?" he asked Hermione.
"Twenty sounds good!" agreed she.
Earlier at lunch they talked about the lay out of the evening. While wanting it to be perfect, Harry thought to keep it pretty simple as well. Thus the diner would be home and not in the restaurant. After diner they would enjoy a little talk by the fire place, for which Harry got a little rug made of tiger skin and afterwards the main action.
Together with Hermione they discussed where the diner would be, what color the bed sheets would be better, what music should be played. Earlier they bought table cloth and plates for diner, and now two of them were walking down the aisles of the little store that sold different little handy things for houses, like candles and vases and sofa cushions.
Looking around the store, Harry asked another question.
"Should I get him some kind of present?"
Hermione smiled.
"You know, listening to you worry about the evening some much, one would think that you're not just some random couple, but a two people who just can't live without each other! You know, Ron and I, we just did it!"
"Yeah! And I've heard Ron's version. What about yours?"
"Well, it was awkward first time, I guess! It wasn't all sparks and fireworks! But with time it became great! It's like school, practice makes perfect!"
Harry rolled his eyes. It was so like Hermione to manage to compare even sex to learning. He laughed.
"But you still didn't answer my question. Should I get him a present?"
"Well, I'm thinking that if it's not something really good, then there's no point! That is if you still plan to keep it perfect!"
"No! I think I have an idea for a present! The other day Draco and I were talking, and he said, that there's no pictures at all in our house, and in his manor there were a whole bunch of really big pictures of the family members. I thought that may be I could have a picture of two of us painted and we would put in in the living room on one of the sides of the fireplace."
Hermione looked at him a little bit surprised.
"Harry, that's almost like saying, we're a family now! Are you sure you want to commit yourself so much to this relationship?"
Harry looked uneasy.
"Well, he did say that we need pictures! And, it's always a memory! It's not a commitment!" denied Harry.
But to himself he wondered if it was. Or if it was what he wanted. He long ago admitted that he liked Draco. Whenever around him, he could think only about the other boy, and whenever away from him, all he could think about was wanting to be around the other boy. Ron and Hermione were always a good friends for him, he liked spending time with them, playing or talking, planning different ventures and solving various mysteries. He never felt lonely with them.
When Sirius came into his life, Harry found himself a family. The older man was not only his friend, but he also was his father, tought him to make right choices and helped him as a parent would.
Draco was something completely different. He could for no reason make him all of a sudden happy beyond words. On the rainy days he would warm him up and take away his saddness, and during the long night he could make time pass with the speed of the light. He could bring up in him the most unexpected and unexplained behavior, make him forget about anything in the world but the two of them. "He's good for myself esteem," thought to himself Harry.
"Whatever you say, Harry. If you want, go ahead and do that. It actually sounds like a really good idea!"