Disclaimer: Harry Potter, characters, names and related indicia are trademarks of Warner Bros. They are used here for entertainment purposes only.

Warnings: Slash. Kisses. Angst. Mushiness.

Spoilers: None. Written Pre-OotP.

Like Glass
Chapter 7 - Oh, So Happy

They'd stopped kissing a few minutes ago, and were sitting on the wet grass of the Quidditch pitch, staring at one another. Harry had a soft smile curving up his lips, and Draco was starting to feel queasy.

"What about my parents? They'd like to see you dead."

"We'll avoid your family reunions."

"I'm serious."

"I love you."

Draco blinked and felt his mouth go dry. He coughed and moved on.

"What about your friends? They don't like me, either. With pretty good reason."

"I talked to them already. They're okay with it. Generally. Sort of."

"That's reassuring."

"I love you."

Draco sighed and looked down at his fingers entwined in the grass.

"What about our houses? The whole school? We'll both be shunned for this."

"I know. Won't it be great?"

"What is wrong with you?"

"I love you."

"That's definitely something."

"Listen, Draco," Harry sighed and leaned in as close as Draco would let him since he'd had this little nervous breakdown and began worrying. "There's no telling your parents would have liked anyone you brought home. If they truly love you, then they'll be happy that you're happy."

"And if they're not?"

"Then they don't truly love you."

Draco had thought that he had rid himself of the need for his parent's love years ago, when he'd recognized what a weakness it could be, but he was wrong. It was still there. Like an aching hole in his heart that wouldn't be filled, and he felt small and weak and unloved. And guilty. Harry didn't have any parents at all, and Draco felt bad that his weren't loving enough.

Maybe he hadn't been getting rid of his weaknesses for so long. Maybe he'd just been shutting them away.

"Do you really?"

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Do I what?"

"Love me?" Draco asked softly.

There was a momentary pause in which Draco worried that Harry might have changed his mind and they subconsciously leaned into one another.

"Very much," Harry breathed, and leant forward to brush their lips together. "Do you love me?"

Draco paused and pushed down his nervousness at having to say it out loud. "I have... for a very long time. I love you, Harry Potter."

Harry's soft smile turned in to a grin and Draco wondered if he was going to whoop or something when Harry merely leant in even more quickly before and captured his mouth in a rough kiss.

* * *

Minerva McGonagall had been a Professor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for many, many years, and she was used to the shocks. Why, just a few days ago some Hufflepuff had accidentally transfigured a toad into a poisonous snake that had disappeared somewhere in her room. They hadn't found it yet, but she had a whole bottle of anti-venom in her room, just waiting to be used for when she... did find it.

But this. Well, this was a shock indeed.

Some young Ravenclaw had seen a couple on the Quidditch pitch snogging, and had reported it to Professor McGonagall when she'd been unable to find her own head of house. So here she was, making her way out to the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch. And it was cold.

Why, in her day, students went up to the Astronomy Tower like normal people to snog. The Quidditch pitch. Hmmph.

She was spending her leisurely walk imagining the detention she was going to give the couple.

When she came within distance to make out just exactly who was wrecking her beauty sleep, she was given yet another surprise. Harry Potter.

Since when did he have a girlfriend?

She rolled her eyes at the passionate sounds they were making.

"Oh... Draco..."

At this, she choked on a breath of air and began a coughing fit that allowed the couple time to scramble to their feet. Harry looked on, worried for her, as she fought to regain her breath. When she finally did feel slightly normal again, she studied both boys carefully in the silence. Harry, now past his concern for his head of house, was smiling slightly. A slow, sly smile.

And Draco looked just a little flushed. A little flushed and oh-so-happy.

End Chapter