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Every one of Cho's artwork was good from Draco's taste and wanted to buy them all. Cho laughed and told him that he's just being nice.
"No really," Draco said softly. "I am pleased with your work. You and I have the same taste in painting. Though I'm a very bad at painting."
"Well, my secret of my work is that it must come from the heart. Also, I did some sketches. I'm thinking of doing both, actually," she smiled at him. "Do you want to see it as well?"
"Why not. Show it to me. I'm really impressed with your work, Cho. You must sell everything to me and I am not kidding you," Draco smiled.
Cho laughed, "Just choose at least two. I'm sorry Draco but I bloody suck when it comes to accepting compliments. I'm not used to it."
"You're kidding!" Draco protested. "A pretty girl like you who's nice and very pleasant doesn't get a lot of compliments?" Draco smiled at her and hoping he wouldn't be obvious that he just told her she's pretty.
Cho's face reddened and smiled at him. There was bafflement on her face. She quickly shrugged her mind. "Er, I'll get the sketchbook." She consciously stood up and went to get her sketchbook, not meeting Draco's curious expression.
iWas there something I've said? Why is she being awkward about my honesty? Am I rushing things?/i
Cho came back and she was holding a notebook, quite larger than the normal ones. "Well, these are just random images. I usually go to the Mall when I want to sketch."
"Mall? Like in shopping mall? What do you sketch there?" Draco asked curiously.
Cho laughed and shook her head, "No. Not that kind of imall/i, Draco. The Mall that I'm talking about is the open field between the Capitol and the Pencil."
"Pencil?" Draco felt so stupid as he asked. He didn't bother to look at the scenery or the monuments Washington, D.C. have. He was too caught up with work. And he didn't have any interest with them
"It's the Washington Monument. We call it the Pencil since it kind of reminds you of a pencil when you look at it," Cho chuckled. "Americans had influenced me a lot."
"Are you planning to go back to London?" He was curious about it and he needed to ask.
"I don't think so. I love it here in DC, and besides, my family and friends are here in US. Probably for a vacation though. But to stay there," Cho shook her head, "nope. As I have said, I love it here."
"I love you too."
"What??" Cho almost choked the wine that she just drank. iDid he say he loves me too?/i
"Huh?" Draco felt his face reddened. iWhat was I thinking? How could I blurt it out! Damn brain!/i "Oh, I said, I love it here too," not meeting Cho's slightly pink face.
Cho looked at him for a moment. She was carefully studying Draco's face features. She didn't want any awkwardness between them so she decided to show her sketches.
Draco thankfully approved Cho's actions as he looked at the sketches. He couldn't concentrate on her work. He was still busily pounding his brains why he said that.
"Cho?" still looking at the sketchbook as he sat down on the sofa, "your work is truly remarkable. You made Potter look good here."
Cho waved her hand, "Draco, are you still mad at Harry after all these years? And I thought you had grown up," she teased.
"Well, he does look good here. I mean the way you did his hair, the jaw line and the use of charcoal, right?" He looked up and Cho nodded. "Even though I hate Potter, I can't say that he doesn't look good here."
Cho laughed and sat beside Draco, "Well, I'll let Harry know that," She took a quick sip of her wine. "So, what do you think, Mr. Malfoy? Should I stick my nose in painting or get a kick of sketching too?" she smiled at him.
Draco couldn't help his heart to melt every time he saw her smile. "Yes. Do both. Though I prefer your paintings. Oh well, I have a soft spot on paintings. I remembered the first painting that I bought. I got it at Italy and..." Draco didn't finish talking as he stood up, settling the sketchbook on the sofa and walked where the dining table was.
Cho looked at him oddly and she noticed that he was looking at her the painting near the dining table.
It was a scenery. A couple on a wide beautiful field, sitting on a picnic blanket and watching the sun to set. He looked closely at the couple and he noticed that they were kissing. Their faces were blurry. He also noticed the trees that surrounded the couple. It was very relaxed field. Draco could tell that this painting was about passion and romance because he felt it. He felt the love between the couple and the sweetness in the air around them. He felt that as if the picture was alive and was real.
"Do you like it? I'm sorry to say but it's not for sale. It's my first painting."
Draco startled by the voice of Cho, who was still sitting at the sofa, and all of a sudden, he forgotten where he was.
"Did you make this? Erm, h - how did you make... I mean, h - how... It looks so familiar...so... real..." Draco was lost for words as the beauty of the painting was drawn to him the second time.
Cho stood up and walked over Draco's side, who was still gawking at the painting. "I don't know how to say this but ever since I was a child, I always have this dream. This picture," she pointed at the painting. "It's always in my mind. It's like a photographic memory and the weird this about it, I'm still dreaming of it."
"What do you mean? Like it haunts you every night? Do you know who these people are?"
"Well, not really. I don't dream of it every night and it's not haunting me. It's like when I dream of it, I feel like it's really happening. Like I can taste the sweetness of the wind, the warmness of the person holding me, feel the ambiance around me, feel the energy of love," Cho shook her head. "Of course, I did search for that certain field and never found it. Maybe that happened to my past life or something," she laughed.
Draco looked at her and looked again at the painting. He had a lot of questions in his mind but he figured that it wasn't the right time to ask anything yet. "Well, when you decide to sell this painting, at any cost, let me know. I have never seen such a beautiful piece of art. To think I have seen a lot of paintings but this one," he looked at Cho and placed his palm on his chest, "it touched my heart."
Cho's cheeks turned lightly pink, "Aw, thanks Draco. Hey, I'm not trying to do anything here but we have to work tomorrow, you know. And it's getting pretty late."
Draco checked his watch and it said eleven. "Wow, it is late. Okay, how much are those paintings?" He quickly grabbed his wallet and looked at Cho.
Cho smiled, "How many are you getting? I was wondering if you can drop by on a weekend so you won't have a hard time carrying them tonight."
"Sounds great but I want to pay it now. I'm taking all of them."
"All of them?" Cho's eyes widen in shock.
Draco looked up and saw Cho's surprised look. iIs it okay if I give you a goodnight kiss?/i He smiled on that thought and said, "Yes, all of them. I really like your work and when you become a famous artist, I will sell your painting triple the amount that I'd paid."
Cho laughed. She told the price and Draco paid them. They set up to meet this coming Saturday so he can get the paintings.
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Draco and Cho had been meeting up almost every day for four months now. Draco met Cho's friends and vice versa. Their friends had been teasing them but they told them that they're good friends. Draco was enjoying living in Washington, D.C., even though he had a lot of litigation cases going on.
Most of the time, Draco comes to Cho's place after work and Cho would cook dinner for them. Talked about what happened earlier that day and said their goodbyes by midnight. When it was Draco's turn to treat Cho for dinner, he took her at the finest restaurant in DC. He doesn't know how to cook and if he did, it doesn't taste food at all.
Draco was at Cho's place on a sunny Saturday and Cho was sketching Draco. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Don't move. I'll be right back," she smiled at him and went to open the door.
When Cho opened the door, she screamed as if she was going to be raped. Draco rushed quickly to Cho's side but he stopped abruptly when he saw who was on the other side.
It was Harry Potter, along with his husband or wife or partner, Severus Snape.
"Cho darling, how great to see you!" Harry's voice sounded sweet and not like Harry Potter he used to know at Hogwarts. Harry embraced Cho and kissed her on the lips. Draco's blood boiled with jealousy but it was quickly reduced when Harry saw him.
"Oh my Cho, what a great body you have there! And blonde too! Boyfriend? I hope we're not interrupting," Harry whispered to Cho but still, Draco heard it. Draco's face turned pink.
Severus kissed Cho on the lips too and they hugged each other. Cho looked at Draco, giggled and shook her head. "It's fine. Oh Harry, Sev, it's great to see you guys. Come in. Come in. How was Spain? I loved the postcard you guys sent." Harry and Severus stepped inside Cho's pad. Both of them were looking at Draco and Draco felt awkward.
"It was beautiful in Spain and I recommend you should go there," Severus said. He turned his gaze at Draco, "You look so familiar but yet, I can not tell." He surveyed Draco from head to toe then he rested his eyes on his.
"He does look familiar, babe. It's on the tip of my tongue," Harry said sweetly.
"Do you want me to look at your tongue?" Severus teased.
Harry smiled. As they were about to explore each other's tongue, both of them jumped and turned their attention to Cho as she cleared her throat a little louder. She walked closer to Draco, grabbed his arm and said, "Harry, Sev, don't you guys remember him at all?" The couple shook their heads like they have no idea who's the gorgeous angel. "This is Draco. Draco Malfoy. Remember? From Hogwarts?"
Both eyes and mouth of Harry and Severus were wide like a galleon coin. As if they saw something scary. They looked at each other, and then looked again at Draco.
Draco extended his hands to Harry, "Nice to see you again, Pot- er, Harry."
Harry softened his face and shook his hands, "Malfoy, er, I mean, Draco. Boy, you've change a lot! Haven't seen you in ages but you look great!" Smiling, he was not letting go of Draco's hands.
Severus cleared his throat and Harry quickly removed his hands from Draco. Draco looked at Severus. "Professor..." but Severus interrupted him.
"Draco, its just plain Severus now. I don't teach anymore, remember?"
Slightly abashed, Draco smiled. He extended his hand but Severus knocked it away as he hugged him.
After a few seconds, it was Harry's turn to clear his throat. Severus slowly detached himself and put his arms around Harry. "It's good to see you, Draco. And from the looks of you, you are doing well."
Draco smiled at him and looked at Cho. Cho was smiling at him too. Not removing his eyes from Cho, he said, "I am, actually. Thanks to Cho."
Harry and Severus looked at Cho and Cho's face turned slightly pink. When Cho looked at the couple, both faces were plastered with a devious grin.
"Well," snapping at the couple, "are we going to stand up here all night or can we at least sit down on the floor?"
The three men laughed as they made their way to the sofa and talked about the old times.
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Harry and Severus bid their goodbyes, as they had to catch up an early train the next day to go home.
"Wow," Draco said as he helped Cho cleaned the dining table. "Those two are really in love with one another. I wish them more happiness."
"That's so nice of you, Draco. You really proved yourself that you're matured and erased any hatred you had over Harry. I'm quite impressed."
"Quite?" Draco teased as he slipped the plates in the dishwasher. Cho closed the dishwasher and started it up. They walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Well," Cho said, "maybe more than that," she smiled at him.
Draco looked at Cho's eyes intently. He'd been meaning to tell Cho that he wanted to be with her. But he's just too chicken to pour his feelings. He doesn't want to rush things but he also felt like he was running out of time. iIt's now or never, Draco. Just go for it!/i
With determination set on his heart, Draco slowly touched Cho's chin. Cho didn't back away but she looked puzzled. "What do you want me to do to make you say that you're fully impressed?" Draco spoke softly.
Draco stared at Cho's brown eyes and carefully touched her cheek. Cho gently closed her eyes from the warmth that she was getting from Draco's fingers. She slightly tilted her head as Draco stroked her face. Draco was looking at Cho's face, mesmerized by her beauty. He was looking intently to her long curled-up lashes, her perfect shaped eyebrows, her small kissable red lips and her small pointed nose. Cho slightly straightened up and looked at Draco. She batted her eyes a little and gave him a heart- melting smile.
"Are you saying that you want me to be impressed with you?"
"Yes. I'll do anything, Cho. Anything for you," Draco was moving closer, his hand was still stroking Cho's cheek.
"Uhmmm..." Cho was lost for words as she noticed that Draco was going to kiss her. She held her breath and closed her eyes. They were inches apart. Draco moved slower and slower until Cho can feel the warmth of Draco's face nearing hers. In a second, Draco would taste Cho's lips. He slowly moved his hand to cupped Cho's face, as he was about to kiss her. Cho slightly opened her eyes and tilted her head once more, getting ready to kiss him. He felt Cho's eyes on him as he looked at her. Noses now were barely touching. They were close. Close to seal the deal between them. Their lips almost brushed as they heard someone's voice.
"I'm telling you babe, you left it at the table. You'd..." Harry stopped talking the moment he saw Cho and Draco. Harry was still holding the keys, as Cho gave him a spare a while ago. Draco's hands were still cupping Cho's face. Severus followed Harry and looked at Cho and Draco. Harry and Severus's faces went pale as they stumbled on an awkward situation. Draco slowly removed his hands and stood up. He looked at Cho and bent slightly; he touched Cho's cheek once more.
"I'd better be going, Cho. Er, it's getting late. Call you tomorrow?" Cho nodded, eyes were still connected to Draco's. Draco didn't know what to do next. He felt like he was stunned by a spell. He was so embarrassed that Harry and Severus saw them, yet, he wanted to finish what he started. Before Harry and Severus had a chance to say something, he quickly excused himself, took his leather jacket and left.
A/N: Thanks for reading and don't forget to leave reviews, mmkay?
Every one of Cho's artwork was good from Draco's taste and wanted to buy them all. Cho laughed and told him that he's just being nice.
"No really," Draco said softly. "I am pleased with your work. You and I have the same taste in painting. Though I'm a very bad at painting."
"Well, my secret of my work is that it must come from the heart. Also, I did some sketches. I'm thinking of doing both, actually," she smiled at him. "Do you want to see it as well?"
"Why not. Show it to me. I'm really impressed with your work, Cho. You must sell everything to me and I am not kidding you," Draco smiled.
Cho laughed, "Just choose at least two. I'm sorry Draco but I bloody suck when it comes to accepting compliments. I'm not used to it."
"You're kidding!" Draco protested. "A pretty girl like you who's nice and very pleasant doesn't get a lot of compliments?" Draco smiled at her and hoping he wouldn't be obvious that he just told her she's pretty.
Cho's face reddened and smiled at him. There was bafflement on her face. She quickly shrugged her mind. "Er, I'll get the sketchbook." She consciously stood up and went to get her sketchbook, not meeting Draco's curious expression.
iWas there something I've said? Why is she being awkward about my honesty? Am I rushing things?/i
Cho came back and she was holding a notebook, quite larger than the normal ones. "Well, these are just random images. I usually go to the Mall when I want to sketch."
"Mall? Like in shopping mall? What do you sketch there?" Draco asked curiously.
Cho laughed and shook her head, "No. Not that kind of imall/i, Draco. The Mall that I'm talking about is the open field between the Capitol and the Pencil."
"Pencil?" Draco felt so stupid as he asked. He didn't bother to look at the scenery or the monuments Washington, D.C. have. He was too caught up with work. And he didn't have any interest with them
"It's the Washington Monument. We call it the Pencil since it kind of reminds you of a pencil when you look at it," Cho chuckled. "Americans had influenced me a lot."
"Are you planning to go back to London?" He was curious about it and he needed to ask.
"I don't think so. I love it here in DC, and besides, my family and friends are here in US. Probably for a vacation though. But to stay there," Cho shook her head, "nope. As I have said, I love it here."
"I love you too."
"What??" Cho almost choked the wine that she just drank. iDid he say he loves me too?/i
"Huh?" Draco felt his face reddened. iWhat was I thinking? How could I blurt it out! Damn brain!/i "Oh, I said, I love it here too," not meeting Cho's slightly pink face.
Cho looked at him for a moment. She was carefully studying Draco's face features. She didn't want any awkwardness between them so she decided to show her sketches.
Draco thankfully approved Cho's actions as he looked at the sketches. He couldn't concentrate on her work. He was still busily pounding his brains why he said that.
"Cho?" still looking at the sketchbook as he sat down on the sofa, "your work is truly remarkable. You made Potter look good here."
Cho waved her hand, "Draco, are you still mad at Harry after all these years? And I thought you had grown up," she teased.
"Well, he does look good here. I mean the way you did his hair, the jaw line and the use of charcoal, right?" He looked up and Cho nodded. "Even though I hate Potter, I can't say that he doesn't look good here."
Cho laughed and sat beside Draco, "Well, I'll let Harry know that," She took a quick sip of her wine. "So, what do you think, Mr. Malfoy? Should I stick my nose in painting or get a kick of sketching too?" she smiled at him.
Draco couldn't help his heart to melt every time he saw her smile. "Yes. Do both. Though I prefer your paintings. Oh well, I have a soft spot on paintings. I remembered the first painting that I bought. I got it at Italy and..." Draco didn't finish talking as he stood up, settling the sketchbook on the sofa and walked where the dining table was.
Cho looked at him oddly and she noticed that he was looking at her the painting near the dining table.
It was a scenery. A couple on a wide beautiful field, sitting on a picnic blanket and watching the sun to set. He looked closely at the couple and he noticed that they were kissing. Their faces were blurry. He also noticed the trees that surrounded the couple. It was very relaxed field. Draco could tell that this painting was about passion and romance because he felt it. He felt the love between the couple and the sweetness in the air around them. He felt that as if the picture was alive and was real.
"Do you like it? I'm sorry to say but it's not for sale. It's my first painting."
Draco startled by the voice of Cho, who was still sitting at the sofa, and all of a sudden, he forgotten where he was.
"Did you make this? Erm, h - how did you make... I mean, h - how... It looks so familiar...so... real..." Draco was lost for words as the beauty of the painting was drawn to him the second time.
Cho stood up and walked over Draco's side, who was still gawking at the painting. "I don't know how to say this but ever since I was a child, I always have this dream. This picture," she pointed at the painting. "It's always in my mind. It's like a photographic memory and the weird this about it, I'm still dreaming of it."
"What do you mean? Like it haunts you every night? Do you know who these people are?"
"Well, not really. I don't dream of it every night and it's not haunting me. It's like when I dream of it, I feel like it's really happening. Like I can taste the sweetness of the wind, the warmness of the person holding me, feel the ambiance around me, feel the energy of love," Cho shook her head. "Of course, I did search for that certain field and never found it. Maybe that happened to my past life or something," she laughed.
Draco looked at her and looked again at the painting. He had a lot of questions in his mind but he figured that it wasn't the right time to ask anything yet. "Well, when you decide to sell this painting, at any cost, let me know. I have never seen such a beautiful piece of art. To think I have seen a lot of paintings but this one," he looked at Cho and placed his palm on his chest, "it touched my heart."
Cho's cheeks turned lightly pink, "Aw, thanks Draco. Hey, I'm not trying to do anything here but we have to work tomorrow, you know. And it's getting pretty late."
Draco checked his watch and it said eleven. "Wow, it is late. Okay, how much are those paintings?" He quickly grabbed his wallet and looked at Cho.
Cho smiled, "How many are you getting? I was wondering if you can drop by on a weekend so you won't have a hard time carrying them tonight."
"Sounds great but I want to pay it now. I'm taking all of them."
"All of them?" Cho's eyes widen in shock.
Draco looked up and saw Cho's surprised look. iIs it okay if I give you a goodnight kiss?/i He smiled on that thought and said, "Yes, all of them. I really like your work and when you become a famous artist, I will sell your painting triple the amount that I'd paid."
Cho laughed. She told the price and Draco paid them. They set up to meet this coming Saturday so he can get the paintings.
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Draco and Cho had been meeting up almost every day for four months now. Draco met Cho's friends and vice versa. Their friends had been teasing them but they told them that they're good friends. Draco was enjoying living in Washington, D.C., even though he had a lot of litigation cases going on.
Most of the time, Draco comes to Cho's place after work and Cho would cook dinner for them. Talked about what happened earlier that day and said their goodbyes by midnight. When it was Draco's turn to treat Cho for dinner, he took her at the finest restaurant in DC. He doesn't know how to cook and if he did, it doesn't taste food at all.
Draco was at Cho's place on a sunny Saturday and Cho was sketching Draco. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Don't move. I'll be right back," she smiled at him and went to open the door.
When Cho opened the door, she screamed as if she was going to be raped. Draco rushed quickly to Cho's side but he stopped abruptly when he saw who was on the other side.
It was Harry Potter, along with his husband or wife or partner, Severus Snape.
"Cho darling, how great to see you!" Harry's voice sounded sweet and not like Harry Potter he used to know at Hogwarts. Harry embraced Cho and kissed her on the lips. Draco's blood boiled with jealousy but it was quickly reduced when Harry saw him.
"Oh my Cho, what a great body you have there! And blonde too! Boyfriend? I hope we're not interrupting," Harry whispered to Cho but still, Draco heard it. Draco's face turned pink.
Severus kissed Cho on the lips too and they hugged each other. Cho looked at Draco, giggled and shook her head. "It's fine. Oh Harry, Sev, it's great to see you guys. Come in. Come in. How was Spain? I loved the postcard you guys sent." Harry and Severus stepped inside Cho's pad. Both of them were looking at Draco and Draco felt awkward.
"It was beautiful in Spain and I recommend you should go there," Severus said. He turned his gaze at Draco, "You look so familiar but yet, I can not tell." He surveyed Draco from head to toe then he rested his eyes on his.
"He does look familiar, babe. It's on the tip of my tongue," Harry said sweetly.
"Do you want me to look at your tongue?" Severus teased.
Harry smiled. As they were about to explore each other's tongue, both of them jumped and turned their attention to Cho as she cleared her throat a little louder. She walked closer to Draco, grabbed his arm and said, "Harry, Sev, don't you guys remember him at all?" The couple shook their heads like they have no idea who's the gorgeous angel. "This is Draco. Draco Malfoy. Remember? From Hogwarts?"
Both eyes and mouth of Harry and Severus were wide like a galleon coin. As if they saw something scary. They looked at each other, and then looked again at Draco.
Draco extended his hands to Harry, "Nice to see you again, Pot- er, Harry."
Harry softened his face and shook his hands, "Malfoy, er, I mean, Draco. Boy, you've change a lot! Haven't seen you in ages but you look great!" Smiling, he was not letting go of Draco's hands.
Severus cleared his throat and Harry quickly removed his hands from Draco. Draco looked at Severus. "Professor..." but Severus interrupted him.
"Draco, its just plain Severus now. I don't teach anymore, remember?"
Slightly abashed, Draco smiled. He extended his hand but Severus knocked it away as he hugged him.
After a few seconds, it was Harry's turn to clear his throat. Severus slowly detached himself and put his arms around Harry. "It's good to see you, Draco. And from the looks of you, you are doing well."
Draco smiled at him and looked at Cho. Cho was smiling at him too. Not removing his eyes from Cho, he said, "I am, actually. Thanks to Cho."
Harry and Severus looked at Cho and Cho's face turned slightly pink. When Cho looked at the couple, both faces were plastered with a devious grin.
"Well," snapping at the couple, "are we going to stand up here all night or can we at least sit down on the floor?"
The three men laughed as they made their way to the sofa and talked about the old times.
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Harry and Severus bid their goodbyes, as they had to catch up an early train the next day to go home.
"Wow," Draco said as he helped Cho cleaned the dining table. "Those two are really in love with one another. I wish them more happiness."
"That's so nice of you, Draco. You really proved yourself that you're matured and erased any hatred you had over Harry. I'm quite impressed."
"Quite?" Draco teased as he slipped the plates in the dishwasher. Cho closed the dishwasher and started it up. They walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Well," Cho said, "maybe more than that," she smiled at him.
Draco looked at Cho's eyes intently. He'd been meaning to tell Cho that he wanted to be with her. But he's just too chicken to pour his feelings. He doesn't want to rush things but he also felt like he was running out of time. iIt's now or never, Draco. Just go for it!/i
With determination set on his heart, Draco slowly touched Cho's chin. Cho didn't back away but she looked puzzled. "What do you want me to do to make you say that you're fully impressed?" Draco spoke softly.
Draco stared at Cho's brown eyes and carefully touched her cheek. Cho gently closed her eyes from the warmth that she was getting from Draco's fingers. She slightly tilted her head as Draco stroked her face. Draco was looking at Cho's face, mesmerized by her beauty. He was looking intently to her long curled-up lashes, her perfect shaped eyebrows, her small kissable red lips and her small pointed nose. Cho slightly straightened up and looked at Draco. She batted her eyes a little and gave him a heart- melting smile.
"Are you saying that you want me to be impressed with you?"
"Yes. I'll do anything, Cho. Anything for you," Draco was moving closer, his hand was still stroking Cho's cheek.
"Uhmmm..." Cho was lost for words as she noticed that Draco was going to kiss her. She held her breath and closed her eyes. They were inches apart. Draco moved slower and slower until Cho can feel the warmth of Draco's face nearing hers. In a second, Draco would taste Cho's lips. He slowly moved his hand to cupped Cho's face, as he was about to kiss her. Cho slightly opened her eyes and tilted her head once more, getting ready to kiss him. He felt Cho's eyes on him as he looked at her. Noses now were barely touching. They were close. Close to seal the deal between them. Their lips almost brushed as they heard someone's voice.
"I'm telling you babe, you left it at the table. You'd..." Harry stopped talking the moment he saw Cho and Draco. Harry was still holding the keys, as Cho gave him a spare a while ago. Draco's hands were still cupping Cho's face. Severus followed Harry and looked at Cho and Draco. Harry and Severus's faces went pale as they stumbled on an awkward situation. Draco slowly removed his hands and stood up. He looked at Cho and bent slightly; he touched Cho's cheek once more.
"I'd better be going, Cho. Er, it's getting late. Call you tomorrow?" Cho nodded, eyes were still connected to Draco's. Draco didn't know what to do next. He felt like he was stunned by a spell. He was so embarrassed that Harry and Severus saw them, yet, he wanted to finish what he started. Before Harry and Severus had a chance to say something, he quickly excused himself, took his leather jacket and left.
A/N: Thanks for reading and don't forget to leave reviews, mmkay?
