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Chapter 9: Home Sweet Home
Dancing in the dark
Middle of the night
Taking your heart
Holding it tight
Emotional touch
Touch my skin
And asking you to do
What you've been doing all over again
It's a beautiful thing
I don't think I can keep it all in
I just gotta let you know
What it is that won't let me go
"Madam Pomfrey? Can I come see Harry?" Draco asked timidly, sticking his head in the door. The plump nurse sighed.
"I suppose there's no way I'm going to keep you out any longer, am I?" she asked, a tired tone in her voice. Draco grinned and shook his head. "Fine. No rowdiness." Draco nodded and rushed to Harry's side as Madam Pomfrey left the room.
"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Draco asked softly, smoothing Harry's hair back from his forehead and kissing him.
"Mmmm, better now you're here," Harry replied, deepening the kiss. He slid over a bit and motioned for Draco to join him.
"I'm serious," Draco said, perching himself on the side of the bed and wrapping his arms around Harry.
"So am I," Harry told him, leaning into the warm arms of his boyfriend.
"Harry..." Draco warned.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'm fine, you can stop worrying now," Harry insisted.
"All right, I believe you," Draco responded. He and Harry were silent for a moment, reveling in each other's love. "You know, you really scared me there, Harry," Draco whispered, running his fingers over Harry's bare arms. "I thought Id lost you."
Harry smiled.
"Nope. You're going to be stuck with me for a long time," Harry assured him. He then spotted the little bag on the bedside table. "What's that?"
"Uh, nothing," Draco replied hastily, carefully dropping it on the floor.
"Okay. So, when are you busting me out of here?" Harry asked teasingly. "I'm getting kind of bored."
"How can you be getting bored? I visit you everyday," Draco replied, unconsciously stroking Harry's arm.
"Exactly," Harry responded, grinning impishly. Draco was just about to retort when Madam Pomfrey walked back in the room.
"Well, Mr. Potter, how are you feeling?" she asked.
"Bored, bedridden, unoccupied, itching to fly, I have more, need I go on?" Harry replied, ticking them off on his fingers.
"No," both Madam Pomfrey and Draco answered.
"Are you feeling well enough to leave?" the nurse added.
"Yes! Oh, hell, yeah!" Harry shouted excitedly. "Ooh, um, sorry."
"I'll go inform Professor Dumbledore," Madam Pomfrey said. "I believe you're recovered enough to leave."
"Okay. Yay," Harry squeaked happily to Draco when the Hogwarts nurse had left the room. Draco grinned and gently threw his arms around Harry.
"Congratulations, sweetie!" he cried.
When Madam Pomfrey returned ten minutes later, she told them Dumbledore agreed that Harry could go, but on one conditions. It was that Harry mustn't move around much, as his wound was still healing. That meant he was confined pretty much to the private apartment he and Draco shared. The two boys quickly packed all of Harry's gifts and sweets and such. Draco carefully helped Harry out of the hospital wing bed, his first time being on his feet in over a week. As a result, he would have fallen flat on his face had Draco not been there to steady him.
"Come on, gorgeous," Draco murmured, picking Harry up.
"Uh uh, put me down, I'm walking," Harry insisted stubbornly. Draco glanced warily at him.
"Be careful," Draco warned uneasily, setting Harry down. "You're just leaving. We don't want you to fall and break a leg or something, only to have you end up right back here."
"I won't. Just...help me along," Harry requested. Draco nodded and pulled one of Harry's button-up shirts out of the drawer. He slid it onto Harry's arms and, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's broad shoulders, began buttoning the shirt up with Harry's help. When they were done, they each picked up a bag, said goodbye and thank you to Madam Pomfrey, and slowly started the trek back to their room.
~*~*~*~Twenty-five minutes later~*~*~*~
"Here we are," Draco announced, flinging open the door behind the portrait. "Home sweet home."
"Drac, you have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that," Harry breathed, carefully walking inside, wincing every couple of steps, and setting down his bag.
"I can imagine," Draco murmured also placing his bag near the bedroom door and walking over to Harry. He stood behind his boyfriend and began gently stroking his arms; placing gentle kisses along Harry's neck and jaw line, kisses that sent shivers up and down Harry's spine.
"Drac...I've missed you so much," Harry whispered, turning around and throwing his arms around Draco's neck.
"I missed you, too, sweetie," Draco murmured, caressing Harry's face and kissing his forehead. "Now, let's get you to the bedroom before something happens to you," Draco added, sweeping a startled Harry off his feet and into his arms in one swift motion.
"Hey!" Harry objected.
"Sh. You are going to stay in bed until you are fully healed," Draco told him sternly, heading through the door into the spacious bedroom.
"Draco, put me down. I can walk, as you saw example of a few minutes ago," Harry demanded.
"Yeah, I know, but I need to feel the one I love in my arms," Draco explained as he set Harry on the bed and went back into the living room to bring the bags in. Harry paled when Draco said that.
"What did you say?" he whispered hoarsely. Draco reappeared in the bedroom, dropped the bags, and crossed the room to lie next to his boyfriend. Harry sighed and snuggled up to Draco. Draco paused a moment, thinking about what he was about to say. He felt it was going to be a crucial point in their relationship.
"Harry, sweetheart, d'you...do you remember what you whispered to me right before you fell unconscious?" Draco asked him, pressing a quick kiss to the back of Harry's neck.
"Yeah," Harry replied quietly, almost inaudibly.
"Guess what?" Draco murmured into Harry's unruly hair.
"What?" came the slightly choked answer.
"I love you, too, gorgeous," Draco told him earnestly, gazing deeply into Harry's sparkling emerald eyes.
"Y-you...do?" Harry asked hopefully, sitting up and staring back at his boyfriend. Draco laughed as he, too, sat up, a light, musical laugh.
"What, you think I'd lie about that?"
Harry said nothing; he only reddened in embarrassment. He suddenly flung himself at Draco, hugging him tightly and kissing his face all over.
"I love you, too, Drac," Harry whispered a few moments later. He wound his arms around Draco's neck and laid his head on Draco's shoulder. Draco sighed contently as he lay back down, gently pulling Harry to lay on top of him.
"Harry, you know I'd never do anything to hurt you," Draco told him, smoothing Harry's hair back.
"I know," came the muffled reply.
"And you know I'd do anything for us, right?"
"Of course."
Draco kissed the top of Harry's head and held him ever tighter.
"Okay, just making sure." Suddenly, Draco flipped Harry over so he was straddling Draco and kissed him deeply. Harry sank into the kiss and buried his hands in Draco's fine hair, causing Draco to emit a low moan. Harry smiled inwardly and took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Draco's mouth. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry waist and pulled him impossibly closer, welcoming the sweet invasion. Then, unexpectedly.
"Whoa! Shit, sorry, you guys!"
Harry and Draco broke contact and breathlessly whirled around. Ron and Hermione were standing in the doorway with their hands clapped over their eyes. Draco and Harry burst out laughing at the sight. Harry eased himself off Draco and winced as he set himself back on the bed. His stomach always seemed to ache more painfully than ever after he laughed.
"It's okay, Ron, Hermione, you can look now," Harry assured. They both peeked through their fingers and grinned sheepishly. The both started apologizing profusely, although Draco and Harry tried to make them stop.
"You guys! Shut up! It's okay!" Harry shouted finally, silencing his best friends. Hermione looked strained.
"Sorry, Harry," she squeaked suddenly, as if she couldn't bear not to say it one more time. Harry tried to look furious, but failed as he caught sight of Ron and Draco trying hard to stifle their laughter.
"Her-oh, shut up, you two," Harry mumbled; only succeeding in making his best friend and boyfriend laugh even harder.
"So, what was so important that you needed to interrupt us?" Harry prompted a few minutes later. Ron and Hermione's faces sobered immensely and they exchanged worried and nervous glances before replying.
"Um, Harry," Ron began in a small voice, "S-Sirius is waiting for you. Out in the hall." Harry's face brightened at this news.
"Really? Excellent!"
"Harry, he-uh-he doesn't know," Hermione hurriedly told him. "About you and Draco, I mean." At this, Harry's face fell and a look of uncertainty grew in his eyes.
"Uh-oh," he murmured as Draco helped him up from the bed. They shared a quick kiss before they hobbled out of the room with Hermione and Ron at their heels.
A/N: Uh-oh (if I may quote Harry)!!!!!!!! How will Sirius react? Tune in (please, I'm begging you!) when I post the next chapter! I dunno when it is, but I'll be glad to tell any of you that email me when I do know! Love all of you!!!!!!! See you soon (not literally, of course.)!!!!!!
Chapter 9: Home Sweet Home
Dancing in the dark
Middle of the night
Taking your heart
Holding it tight
Emotional touch
Touch my skin
And asking you to do
What you've been doing all over again
It's a beautiful thing
I don't think I can keep it all in
I just gotta let you know
What it is that won't let me go
"Madam Pomfrey? Can I come see Harry?" Draco asked timidly, sticking his head in the door. The plump nurse sighed.
"I suppose there's no way I'm going to keep you out any longer, am I?" she asked, a tired tone in her voice. Draco grinned and shook his head. "Fine. No rowdiness." Draco nodded and rushed to Harry's side as Madam Pomfrey left the room.
"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Draco asked softly, smoothing Harry's hair back from his forehead and kissing him.
"Mmmm, better now you're here," Harry replied, deepening the kiss. He slid over a bit and motioned for Draco to join him.
"I'm serious," Draco said, perching himself on the side of the bed and wrapping his arms around Harry.
"So am I," Harry told him, leaning into the warm arms of his boyfriend.
"Harry..." Draco warned.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'm fine, you can stop worrying now," Harry insisted.
"All right, I believe you," Draco responded. He and Harry were silent for a moment, reveling in each other's love. "You know, you really scared me there, Harry," Draco whispered, running his fingers over Harry's bare arms. "I thought Id lost you."
Harry smiled.
"Nope. You're going to be stuck with me for a long time," Harry assured him. He then spotted the little bag on the bedside table. "What's that?"
"Uh, nothing," Draco replied hastily, carefully dropping it on the floor.
"Okay. So, when are you busting me out of here?" Harry asked teasingly. "I'm getting kind of bored."
"How can you be getting bored? I visit you everyday," Draco replied, unconsciously stroking Harry's arm.
"Exactly," Harry responded, grinning impishly. Draco was just about to retort when Madam Pomfrey walked back in the room.
"Well, Mr. Potter, how are you feeling?" she asked.
"Bored, bedridden, unoccupied, itching to fly, I have more, need I go on?" Harry replied, ticking them off on his fingers.
"No," both Madam Pomfrey and Draco answered.
"Are you feeling well enough to leave?" the nurse added.
"Yes! Oh, hell, yeah!" Harry shouted excitedly. "Ooh, um, sorry."
"I'll go inform Professor Dumbledore," Madam Pomfrey said. "I believe you're recovered enough to leave."
"Okay. Yay," Harry squeaked happily to Draco when the Hogwarts nurse had left the room. Draco grinned and gently threw his arms around Harry.
"Congratulations, sweetie!" he cried.
When Madam Pomfrey returned ten minutes later, she told them Dumbledore agreed that Harry could go, but on one conditions. It was that Harry mustn't move around much, as his wound was still healing. That meant he was confined pretty much to the private apartment he and Draco shared. The two boys quickly packed all of Harry's gifts and sweets and such. Draco carefully helped Harry out of the hospital wing bed, his first time being on his feet in over a week. As a result, he would have fallen flat on his face had Draco not been there to steady him.
"Come on, gorgeous," Draco murmured, picking Harry up.
"Uh uh, put me down, I'm walking," Harry insisted stubbornly. Draco glanced warily at him.
"Be careful," Draco warned uneasily, setting Harry down. "You're just leaving. We don't want you to fall and break a leg or something, only to have you end up right back here."
"I won't. Just...help me along," Harry requested. Draco nodded and pulled one of Harry's button-up shirts out of the drawer. He slid it onto Harry's arms and, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's broad shoulders, began buttoning the shirt up with Harry's help. When they were done, they each picked up a bag, said goodbye and thank you to Madam Pomfrey, and slowly started the trek back to their room.
~*~*~*~Twenty-five minutes later~*~*~*~
"Here we are," Draco announced, flinging open the door behind the portrait. "Home sweet home."
"Drac, you have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that," Harry breathed, carefully walking inside, wincing every couple of steps, and setting down his bag.
"I can imagine," Draco murmured also placing his bag near the bedroom door and walking over to Harry. He stood behind his boyfriend and began gently stroking his arms; placing gentle kisses along Harry's neck and jaw line, kisses that sent shivers up and down Harry's spine.
"Drac...I've missed you so much," Harry whispered, turning around and throwing his arms around Draco's neck.
"I missed you, too, sweetie," Draco murmured, caressing Harry's face and kissing his forehead. "Now, let's get you to the bedroom before something happens to you," Draco added, sweeping a startled Harry off his feet and into his arms in one swift motion.
"Hey!" Harry objected.
"Sh. You are going to stay in bed until you are fully healed," Draco told him sternly, heading through the door into the spacious bedroom.
"Draco, put me down. I can walk, as you saw example of a few minutes ago," Harry demanded.
"Yeah, I know, but I need to feel the one I love in my arms," Draco explained as he set Harry on the bed and went back into the living room to bring the bags in. Harry paled when Draco said that.
"What did you say?" he whispered hoarsely. Draco reappeared in the bedroom, dropped the bags, and crossed the room to lie next to his boyfriend. Harry sighed and snuggled up to Draco. Draco paused a moment, thinking about what he was about to say. He felt it was going to be a crucial point in their relationship.
"Harry, sweetheart, d'you...do you remember what you whispered to me right before you fell unconscious?" Draco asked him, pressing a quick kiss to the back of Harry's neck.
"Yeah," Harry replied quietly, almost inaudibly.
"Guess what?" Draco murmured into Harry's unruly hair.
"What?" came the slightly choked answer.
"I love you, too, gorgeous," Draco told him earnestly, gazing deeply into Harry's sparkling emerald eyes.
"Y-you...do?" Harry asked hopefully, sitting up and staring back at his boyfriend. Draco laughed as he, too, sat up, a light, musical laugh.
"What, you think I'd lie about that?"
Harry said nothing; he only reddened in embarrassment. He suddenly flung himself at Draco, hugging him tightly and kissing his face all over.
"I love you, too, Drac," Harry whispered a few moments later. He wound his arms around Draco's neck and laid his head on Draco's shoulder. Draco sighed contently as he lay back down, gently pulling Harry to lay on top of him.
"Harry, you know I'd never do anything to hurt you," Draco told him, smoothing Harry's hair back.
"I know," came the muffled reply.
"And you know I'd do anything for us, right?"
"Of course."
Draco kissed the top of Harry's head and held him ever tighter.
"Okay, just making sure." Suddenly, Draco flipped Harry over so he was straddling Draco and kissed him deeply. Harry sank into the kiss and buried his hands in Draco's fine hair, causing Draco to emit a low moan. Harry smiled inwardly and took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Draco's mouth. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry waist and pulled him impossibly closer, welcoming the sweet invasion. Then, unexpectedly.
"Whoa! Shit, sorry, you guys!"
Harry and Draco broke contact and breathlessly whirled around. Ron and Hermione were standing in the doorway with their hands clapped over their eyes. Draco and Harry burst out laughing at the sight. Harry eased himself off Draco and winced as he set himself back on the bed. His stomach always seemed to ache more painfully than ever after he laughed.
"It's okay, Ron, Hermione, you can look now," Harry assured. They both peeked through their fingers and grinned sheepishly. The both started apologizing profusely, although Draco and Harry tried to make them stop.
"You guys! Shut up! It's okay!" Harry shouted finally, silencing his best friends. Hermione looked strained.
"Sorry, Harry," she squeaked suddenly, as if she couldn't bear not to say it one more time. Harry tried to look furious, but failed as he caught sight of Ron and Draco trying hard to stifle their laughter.
"Her-oh, shut up, you two," Harry mumbled; only succeeding in making his best friend and boyfriend laugh even harder.
"So, what was so important that you needed to interrupt us?" Harry prompted a few minutes later. Ron and Hermione's faces sobered immensely and they exchanged worried and nervous glances before replying.
"Um, Harry," Ron began in a small voice, "S-Sirius is waiting for you. Out in the hall." Harry's face brightened at this news.
"Really? Excellent!"
"Harry, he-uh-he doesn't know," Hermione hurriedly told him. "About you and Draco, I mean." At this, Harry's face fell and a look of uncertainty grew in his eyes.
"Uh-oh," he murmured as Draco helped him up from the bed. They shared a quick kiss before they hobbled out of the room with Hermione and Ron at their heels.
A/N: Uh-oh (if I may quote Harry)!!!!!!!! How will Sirius react? Tune in (please, I'm begging you!) when I post the next chapter! I dunno when it is, but I'll be glad to tell any of you that email me when I do know! Love all of you!!!!!!! See you soon (not literally, of course.)!!!!!!