Just like that?
Chapter 21: Finally Together
(this version is not beta-ed. I am truly sorry for that. I just didn't want to leave you hanging much longer)
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"Harry?"
"..."
-knip- light on.
"Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"Harry!"
"What?"
"I can't sleep."
"Why's that?"
"Well... I don't know... I'm too excited...And I feel dirty..."
Harry slowly opened his eyes and looked right into Draco's big stormy grey eyes. They'd just gone to bed, because Harry was exhausted. Apparently Draco wasn't.
"Dirty?" Harry groaned.
"Yes! I didn't even get to take a bath or a shower! I'm still covered in dirt!" Draco exclaimed indignantly.
"We washed ourselves before we went to bed," Harry said, still feeling really sleepy. They were sleeping in separate beds.
They entered the bedroom and all of a sudden there were two beds instead of one. It was quite a disappointment, read a really big disappointment. They both knew Dumbledore was behind this. They shoved the two beds against each other, but they were still two beds. You couldn't cuddle or anything like that. Well it was possible, but you would be lying on a very painful wooded beam or you would sleep on one bed totally squashed. They both needed their sleep so they decided to go to sleep after they washed themselves with some towels and went to bed. Harry was about to fall asleep when Draco started nagging.
"Harry, would you please come with me?" Draco pouted, looking terribly cute.
Harry sighed dramatically. "Why do I have the feeling that you're not planning to wash yourself...?"
"But Harry..." he whined, coming closer to Harry. "I want you."
Harry looked at him getting closer. "You're not playing a fair game, Malfoy! You know I would never be able to reject you!"
Draco smirked and came so close that their noses were touching. "I'm sorry, it's my Slytherin nature. I can't help myself. I intend to get what I want," he smirked.
Harry mock glared. He brought his hand up to Draco's face and began to play with a blond string of hair. He noticed there was still sand in there and looked back into Draco's twinkling and excited eyes.
"Harry... Please come with me. I love you and now I finally have the opportunity to show you just how much," Draco whispered.
Harry smiled and felt as if someone cursed his stomach, because it just wouldn't stop flipping. And his heart was beating so hard that he was sure Draco heard it. He couldn't wait much longer and closed the space there was between their lips. Draco's lips were dry, but soft.
Draco quickly moved closer to feel Harry's body warmth against his. He deepened the sweet innocent kiss Harry was giving him. His hands moved over Harry's body, pulling him even closer, as if he wanted to melt into Harry's body. As if he would die if he didn't feel Harry's skin pressed against his. Draco growled as he softly bit on Harry's lips. He felt Harry's arms close around him. His big hands rested on his back, making him feel safe. His fingers nails were making slow circles, making him even more exited.
Harry pulled back from the kiss and stared in his eyes. "I'm a bit nervous you know..." he whispered, blushing in crimson.
Draco sighed. "You are so adorable! Did you know that? I could just eat you right now!"
Harry grinned and rolled over, pulling Draco on top of him. The weight of Draco's body in top of him and Draco's leg between his aroused him enormously. Draco grabbed his hands and pinned them over his head. When their lips collided again, both of them were eager and the kiss deepened almost immediately.
Draco wiggled his legs in excitement, not knowing the effect it had on the brown haired boy he was kissing. Slowly Draco let go of Harry's hands again, allowing them to embrace him again. He entangled his fingers in Harry's hair and moaned as he rubbed his arousal against Harry's stomach.
When the kiss ended, Harry's hair was even more messed up than usual. His lips were red and swollen from Draco's kisses and nibbling. His eyes were full of need and excitement, widened and twinkling. Just like Draco liked them so much. He loved to see Harry so ruffled and ... well ... horny.
"I've waited for this for so long," Draco said, caressing Harry's cheek with his fingers. "I can't believe this is happening."
"Me neither," Harry whispered. "To think that we were fighting this morning."
"That would be yesterday morning, Potty. What was that nightmare about?" Draco asked, slapping himself mentally a second later. This could totally mess things up.
Harry broke their eye-contact and looked down. "Nothing really. It doesn't matter anymore. Voldemort is gone; he'll never get the chance to rape me."
"Was that where the dream was about? That Voldemort was going to rape you?" Draco whispered, looking concerned. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well... It was just so horrible and I told you I wanted you to... you know... have my virginity, and you never brought it up again after that. So I thought you didn't want to. I couldn't sleep knowing I would have to fight Voldemort soon and, well, the dream haunted me... And I was afraid you didn't find me attractive anymore," Harry confessed, looking slightly hurt.
"Oh lovely. You don't know how much I want you. How I would like to deflower Saint Potter. You were just so tired all the time. I wanted our first time to be special." Draco said, giving kisses all over Harry's face.
"And I'm not tired now?" Harry grinned, feeling extremely relieved.
Draco bit his lip, pretending to be thinking. "Well... I guess you right," He said, rolling back to his own bed. "Goodnight Love,"
Harry's eyes widened, looking really surprised. He didn't notice that Draco was trying very hard not to laugh. "But... I..."
"Yes?" Draco asked innocently, his lips curving up slightly.
Suddenly Harry glared at him, crossing his arms over his chest. "Draco, get your arse back here! Or do you want me to get you?"
Draco laughed as Harry jumped on his bed, collapsing on top of him. His hands moved over Harry's chest and belly, touching as much skin as possible while Harry was sitting on his belly, looking down on him.
Draco pulled Harry towards him, by cupping his cheeks and guiding Harry's lips to his. Harry's lips travelled over Draco's pale and soft skin, up to his cheekbones and down to his neck, leaving a trail of red marks. Much to Harry's satisfaction he heard soft noises escape from Draco's lips.
"Are you sure you want this?" Draco said, in between the soft moans.
Harry looked him in his eyes and smiled. "Absolutely, but don't you think people will be able to hear us?" he asked somewhat worried.
Draco looked at him, when he noticed Harry was being serious he began to laugh. "Seriously, Potty. You've lived in the wizarding world for what? 6 years? And you still forget to use magic most of the times! Ever heard of a silencing spell? Now I remember why I love you so much," Draco grinned, making Harry blush, embarrassed.
Harry tilted his head towards the side and bit on his bottom lip. "Coming?" he asked nervously, stepping out of the bed and offering his hand to Draco.
Draco beamed and grabbed Harry's hand, while stepping out of the bed himself. Slowly they walked towards the bathroom.
Harry let the water fill the bath, while Draco just watched him. His cheeks were flushed with excitement. Just looking at Harry filling the bath made his stomach flutter and his heart jump in his chest. He slid back to the room, while Harry wasn't paying attention and grabbed Harry's wand, which was lying on the little table next to the bed.
Quickly he cast a silencing spell on the room and bathroom and went back to the bathroom taking the wand with him. Harry hadn't noticed a thing and was still busy putting all kinds of bath foam.
When Draco entered again, he smelled the sweet scent of strawberry.
Harry turned around and smiled. "This is so artificial! It smells terribly sweet and look the water is reddish pink with little strawberries in the water!" Harry said with a wrinkled nose.
Draco laughed and walked towards Harry to look in the water. "I guess that's what Severus likes!" he laughed, making Harry laugh too.
They looked at each other, and without saying anything they both stripped out of their boxers. They looked at each other for a few silent second, before stepping into the bath. Which was the size of a small swimming pool as soon as you entered it.
Harry moved towards Draco, who was hanging on the edge of the pool.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you are?" Harry whispered, pressing their bodies together.
"Not enough," Draco moaned, kissing Harry eagerly.
In one move Draco turned Harry around and pressed him against the edge. "Remember the time when we bathed together in Hogwarts?" Draco asked, in between kisses, while moving to Harry's arched neck.
"Yes I do, you were very annoying humiliating me like that!" Harry moaned. While his hands moved over Draco's shoulders and back towards his arse.
"I was terribly in love with you!" Draco smiled, grabbing the shampoo and putting it in Harry's hair. After that he put some in his hair too. He began to wash Harry's hair, while Harry was laughing.
"This is so typically you! Just when I think some action is about to happen, you go cleaning yourself and me," Harry laughed.
"Well I told you I wanted to be clean!" Draco said, moving his hands to his own hair.
Harry entangled his fingers into Draco's hair too and kissed Draco on his lips. "You're so adorable!" He smiled.
They both ducked underwater to wash the shampoo out of their hair, in between the little strawberries. Harry was the first one up and grabbed a handful of the strawberries. As soon as Draco came up too, he threw them towards Draco.
Draco pouted, "Stop playing games, Potter. Let's get some action into this,"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Finally!" He exclaimed, while the nervous feeling returned to his body.
Draco moved closer once again. "Do you want to do this here, or there?" Draco asked, signing to the bathroom door.
"There," Harry decided, moving his hands towards Draco's arousal and giving it a little squeeze. Making Draco yelp.
"Ok, but you'll have to be quick. I can't last much longer," Draco said, as Harry's hand did miracles underneath the water. "Oh-ah! Harry move it!"
Harry laughed and stepped out of the bath, offering Draco his hand and pulling him out of the bath.
Draco grabbed Harry's wand and cast a quick drying spell on the two of them. Although Harry was looking terribly hot when he was all wet.
They both ran like little kids chased by their father towards the bedroom and collided on top of the bed.
"Harry, I want you so much," Draco breathled, kissing Harry's chest.
Harry nodded and groaned as Draco teased his belly button.
"You smell like strawberry and you taste like it," Draco said, licking his way up to Harry's face again.
"Draco! Hurry up!" Harry said, as their arousal crushed together.
Draco muttered a spell making Harry and himself ready.
He kissed Harry softly before he claimed Harry.
They did not notice the little twinkling stars around them as they both came. The stars were a sign of the exploding tension, which happens when Hate and Love collided in the past. Their hate was pushed away so hard by their love that an explosion was bound to follow. And it had with beautiful results.
*
Harry woke up, not wanting to open his eyes. He didn't want this feeling to end. He felt so happy. His life was just perfect right now. Voldemort was gone; finally he was able to sleep without being scared or waking up in the middle of the night with a hurting scar. It was all over, all the fighting, the killing. Most importantly was that he had Draco to love and be loved. His friends were waiting for him to come back to Hogwarts, his home. The happiness was so overwhelming that tears began to prickle in his still closed eyes.
"I love you," Draco whispered behind him, holding him tightly and kissing his shoulder.
Harry slowly opened his eyes and turned around to look into his lovers eyes. "I love you too, so much."
Draco just smiled and pulled him into a hug.
"You still smell like strawberry!" Harry said, as he sniffed Draco's shoulder.
"So do you!" Draco smiled.
"You will stay with me, right? Now that Voldemort is gone?" Harry asked, feeling insecure.
"If you let me, I'll stay with you until I die. I need you and you promised me things, remember?" Draco answered back.
"I remember," Harry said, moving his lips over Draco's cheek searching for Draco's lips. "Last night was so... amazing," he muttered against Draco's lips.
"Yeah. It was the best night of my life," Draco whispered back, capturing Harry's lips into a kiss.
There was a soft knock on the door, breaking the kiss. Quickly Harry rolled to his own bed, pulling the sheets up to his chin.
"Yes?" Draco answered, grinning because of Harry antics.
The door opened slowly and Narcissa, Snape, Lupin and Dumbledore came in sight, all, except Snape, smiling like idiots.
"Did you sleep well?" Narcissa asked, stepping into the room.
Draco and Harry both nodded, trying to hide their blushes.
"I hope you are ready to go back to Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, stepping into the room as well. "After you have had your breakfast, of course." Two enormous trays appeared on both their laps, filled with fruits, toast, eggs, sausages, tea and pumpkin juice.
It was only then when Harry realised how hungry he was. Quickly he grabbed a piece of toast and began to eat it.
"Last night the papers were informed about the defeat of Voldemort and all the students in Hogwarts know. There will be a big feast tonight to celebrate the heroic things you two did. I must inform you that it's going to be a bit hectic. It's not every day that the biggest threat to the wizards is destroyed, but I'm sure you'll manage. I've brought your robes with me, knowing you walked around in practically nothing," Dumbledore said, with the familiar twinkle in his eyes as he put them on both of their beds.
Both of the boys blushed feverish and continued to eat their breakfast.
"I expect you two to be ready in half an hour. We will go to Hogwarts all together," Dumbledore continued, walking towards the door again.
Everybody left except Snape remained in the room. "Potter," Snape started, walking up to Harry's bed. Harry looked up, not knowing what to expect. "I want to congratulate you personally for your victory. I always thought you had it in you to do so. However I didn't expect this to happen so soon... I'm proud to have you as my student. That goes for you as well, Mr. Malfoy." He walked towards the door and turned around once more, with a smirk on his face. "Oh and next time, try to be dressed."
After his little speech Snape left the room, leaving one boy smiling and one boy stunned.
"Told you he wasn't so bad," Draco grinned, crawling into Harry's bed with his tray.
Harry frowned and looked at Draco. "You never said that!" he said, preparing his toast with marmalade.
"I didn't?" Draco asked innocently, taking a zip of his tea. "Oh well, I intended to."
"Yeah sure," Harry grinned, sticking out his tongue.
*
"So, are you done with your breakfast?" Draco asked, looking to Harry, who was lying again, with his hands underneath his head.
"Yeah, I was done ages ago. You're a really slow eater," Harry said, opening his eyes to look at his guy.
"I'm not a slow eater! I eat my breakfast with manners, you obviously don't!" Draco said indignantly.
"I do too!" Harry said, sitting up again.
"Then why is there marmalade on your cheek?" Draco asked triumphantly, pointing at Harry's cheek.
"Because you put it there!" Harry smirked.
Draco raised one eyebrow, looking at Harry as if he'd gone mad. "Give me one good reason why I would put marmalade on your cheek."
"Because you want to kiss it away so badly...?" Harry grinned as Draco came closer, totally forgetting about the trays on their laps as he straddled Harry.
"Just because I want to kiss you so badly?" Draco whispered against Harry's cheek, before his tongue darted out and licked away the marmalade.
"Can I have some of that?" Harry smiled, when he was done.
Draco moved his head slightly, so he was able to look at Harry again. "Nope, we've got to take a shower."
"I get to go first!" Harry said, pushing Draco off his lap and jumping out of the bed.
"You!" Draco exclaimed, sitting in the middle of two messed up trays. "Look at me!"
Harry turned around and laughed. "Sorry, baby. Why don't you come with me then?"
Draco raised his eyebrow. "Do we really have time for that?" he asked, looking around for a clock.
"No, but it'll be nice anyway," Harry walked into the bathroom, walking directly to the shower.
Two seconds after Harry entered, Draco entered the bathroom too. Harry was about to turn on the shower. Draco looked his back. He couldn't believe this perfect boy was his. He knew this was what he was looking for, for so long. No more pretending he was something he was not, no more lies. He could just be 'him' around Harry and it felt so good. Harry walked up to him and offered him his hand, just like the night before.
Draco stepped into the shower, into Harry's warm embrace. "You're so beautiful, Harry." Draco whispered.
They stood in each others embrace for a long time, just holding each other. Feeling each other's warm, loving body against theirs.
"Draco?" Harry whispered, kissing Draco's tanned shoulders.
"Mmm?"
"We ought to get dressed," Harry said, releasing Draco from his embrace.
"Oh," Draco muttered, sounding disappointed. "Promise me we'll do this more often,"
Harry smiled. "We will, love."
*
Several minutes later Dumbledore, Lupin, Snape, Narcissa, Harry and Draco were standing in front of the house, ready to go back to Hogwarts.
"Draco, Harry, here's your portkey. It will lead you to your head-boy chambers. I believe that Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are anxiously waiting there for you," Dumbledore smiled, giving them a coconut.
Harry and Draco took the touched the portkey and felt the odd sensation rush through their bodies. A second later they were back home, standing in front of the fire.
"Harry!" Hermione and Ron exclaimed at the same time. They were both sitting on the couch, but jumped up when they saw him.
Hermione made her way to Harry first and squeezed him so tightly that Harry could barely breathe. "Oh Harry! We were so scared! You could have died!" Hermione sobbed into his neck. "I was so worried,"
In the mean time Draco and Ron were standing in front of each other, eying each other nervously. Without warning Ron's wrist connected with Draco's jaw. "You!" Ron fumed, pushing a whimpering Draco against the wall.
Harry quickly pushed Hermione off him and hurried towards Ron, who was punching Draco in his stomach. "Ron!! Stop it!" Harry yelled. When Ron didn't listen to him, Harry punched him in the eye.
Out of balance, Ron collapsed on the floor. "What was that for?" Ron asked heatedly.
"For punching my boyfriend!" Harry said, while a blush crept on his cheeks.
"Your what?" Hermione gasped, letting herself drop on the floor.
Harry decided to deal with them later and turned towards Draco, who was lying on the ground moaning softly. "Draco, are you ok?" Harry asked, gathering Draco into his arms.
Draco nodded weakly as he buried his face into Harry's neck. "I was kind of hoping that your friends would like me," Draco's soft reply came.
"Let me see," Harry said, looking at Draco's bleeding lip. He wiped away the blood with his sleeve and kissed Draco on his lips. "I'll take you to Madame Pomfrey,"
"No, it's ok. I'll just go to my room," Draco said, pushing Harry's hands away.
Harry saw the disappointment in his eyes, as Draco walked towards his door. As soon as Draco had closed his door, Harry turned to his friends. His cheeks were flushed with anger.
"I Can't Believe That You Just Did That!" Harry fumed, glaring at Ron. To be honest he was slightly hurt to, because of Ron's attitude.
"All this is because of him!" Ron yelled back, ignoring Hermione's glares.
"No it is not!" Harry said, bolding his wrists.
"It is his fault you were captured by Lucius Malfoy and his fault that you had to fight Voldemort!" Ron yelled, obviously not understanding what he had done wrong.
"No it wasn't! It was Lucius Malfoy's fault! He had drugged Draco from the beginning. None of this is Draco's fault and if something is, I forgive him right away. You're just as bad as the Death Eaters! You already have your judgment ready before you even know what happened or who he is! I suggest you try to get along with him, because he's a very important part of my life and he will always be a part of my life, whether you want it or not. It's completely and entirely up to you. Draco was trying to be nice and look what you did to him! Now I'm going to get him and when I get back I want you to be here and be polite to him or if you can't I want you gone. I understand this is hard for you, but you're a Gryffindor for heavens sake! Just give him a fucking chance, will you. Because he deserves that," With that Harry turned around and walked towards Draco's room.
Apparently Draco had heard his speech, because he opened the door immediately, beaming. In a few quick steps he reached Harry and embraced him. "I love you," he said, loud enough for Ron and Hermione to hear.
When Harry and Draco released each other and turned to Ron, Hermione pushed Ron into Draco direction.
Ron cleared his throat and stuck out a sweaty and shaking hand. "Welcome back," he whispered, looking to the ground.
Draco let out a relieved sigh and grabbed the hand carefully, as if it might explode if you squeezed it too tightly. "Thanks," he muttered back, smiling slightly.
Hermione walked towards Draco as well. Without warning she pulled him into a hug as well. Draco, who was a bit startled, looked at Harry with a 'What- the-fuck-must-I-do' expression on his face.
Harry began to laugh and pulled his best friend into a hug. He'd just let Draco be uncomfortable for a while.
"I'm sorry. I was only trying to protect you," Ron said, flushing in crimson.
"It's OK Ron. Just remember that if you hurt Draco you hurt me," Harry said back.
"I didn't know you two were so close," Ron suddenly said, teasing Harry a bit.
"Shut up!" Harry said blushing.
"I'm glad you're back mate," Ron said, smiling at Harry. "You really did get us worried about you,"
"Well luckily I had Draco," Harry said, putting his arm around Draco's waist, who finally escaped the Hermione-hug.
"I'm so happy for you," Hermione said, biting her lip.
Harry could see a flash of disappointment in her eyes and wondered if she still had hope that he liked her, but she had Ron now. He would never see Hermione as more than a friend, never. Besides, he had Draco know and he wasn't planning on giving Draco up.
"So, what is this party Dumbledore was talking about?" Harry asked, shaking away his thoughts.
"Tonight there's a party in your honour, and yours of course Fer...eh... Ma ...Dra-co," Ron stuttered, making them all laugh.
"We have to wear our dress-robes. It's going to be big," Hermione said, smiling again.
"I love formal parties!" Draco squealed, making the others stare at him. "What? I'm still half Malfoy!"
"With your father... dead... You inherited the Malfoy Manor, right?" Hermione asked carefully.
"I'm not sure. My father said he was going to disown me, but I don't know if he got the time to do so." Draco said, shrugging a bit. "I don't really care. If I get the Malfoy Manor, great. If I don't, well bad luck. I'll survive anyway,"
Harry smiled at him proudly and gave him a kiss on his nose.
*
"Draco! Are you ready?" Harry asked, knocking on the bathroom door. "We should go now, the party's starting in five minutes,"
"No I'm not finished yet... We'll just be casually late," Draco replied. "I can't believe you talked me into this!"
"Into what?" Harry asked confused.
"Into not putting hair gel in my hair," Draco answered, finally opening the door.
Draco was looking absolutely stunning. His white dress-robe matched his white hair perfectly and his tanned skin looked even more tanned. "Wow!" Harry said, taking Draco's hands in his. "You look like a Greek sex-god!"
Draco grinned, "You look quite stunning yourself,"
"Oh shut it!" Harry said. "You still see my scars,"
"Do you want to go to Madame Pomfrey to get them removed?" Draco asked, tracing one of his scars on his hand.
"No, I don't know how long it'll take. It's no big deal," Harry said, walking in front of Draco through Draco's room towards the common room.
"It is, if it's bothering you," Draco said, stopping Harry.
"Well, if you're ashamed of me I'll go to Madame Pomfrey," Harry almost whispered.
Draco rolled his eyes, pushing Harry against the wall. "Harry James Potter, I'll never be embarrassed of you. I'm proud to be your boyfriend!"
"So we'll tell them?" Harry asked, smiling as Draco's lips came closer and closer.
"Nope, but they'll notice anyway," Draco smirked.
Harry frowned, but Draco didn't give him the chance to ask what he was talking about. Quickly he muffled Harry's question with his lips and moved his hands towards Harry's back.
"Let's go," Draco said, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him outside the bedroom and into the common room. "If we stay here much longer, I don't think I'll make it to the party at all."
They made their way towards the Great Hall. The corridors were empty and they heard the voices and music through the whole castle. To their surprise Dumbledore was awaiting them in front of the Great Hall.
"Ah! There you are," Dumbledore said, walking towards them. "As you may have heard they're enjoying the party."
Harry and Draco just smiled. To be honest they were both very nervous. Harry was squeezing Draco's hand so hard that Draco was beginning to wonder if he could still feel his hand. When Dumbledore cast a look on Draco's purple hand, Harry quickly released it, much to Draco's relief.
"Follow me," Dumbledore instructed them, opening the big doors with his wand. Immediately the music and talking stopped. A deathly silence greeted them.
Dumbledore began to walk inside and two hesitating boys followed. A path was created as people stepped aside. Draco's hands were in his pockets, because he didn't know where to put them. Harry's hands were hanging beside his body. Both of the boys were wishing to just entangle their fingers, but were too nervous to actually do so.
The silence remained until they were in front of the Great Hall.
"Students, Professors and members of the Ministry of Magic. We're gathered here today to celebrate a special happening. Harry Potter has finally managed to destroy the Dark Lord, Voldemort. With much help from Draco Malfoy. That is why they both receive a decoration in the order of Merlin, first class!" Dumbledore said proudly, looking to the stunned boys.
The whole Great Hall started to clap and yell.
Draco broke into a smile first, followed by Harry. They both turned to greet the students, who were completely out of control. Draco stepped closer to Harry and slid his arm around Harry's waist.
"Now is the time to show them, Love," Draco whispered against Harry's cheek.
Harry turned to him and smiled, pressing his lips against Draco's proudly. The clapping stopped and everybody was gaping at them. Until Seamus yelled, "Wow! Harry you rock my world!"
The kiss had ended and Harry slowly opened his eyes, looking right into Draco's twinkling ones. "I love you so much," Harry whispered.
"I love you too. I never knew I could feel like this, everything is just so perfect. Every day I love you more! My heart is beating so hard. Everything I ever wanted to accomplish happened. Well except one thing," Draco smiled.
"And that is?" Harry asked, his head tipped to the side.
"To marry you and have lots of children," Draco said, kissing Harry's lips again. "You will marry me when I ask you, right?" he asked suddenly concerned.
"I believe you just asked," Harry said, a bit stunned. Draco actually wanted to marry him. Was that possible? Well it probably was, why would Draco ask him if it wasn't allowed? But did he want to?
"And?" Draco asked, his eyes growing big, anxious and scared.
"Of course I'll marry you!" Harry almost yelled, shocked when he noticed how hard his voice had been. The whole Great Hall was suddenly listening to their conversation. Quickly he clapped his hand over his mouth and looked to the big crowd.
People gasped, mostly girls, as they continued staring at them.
"Hey!" Draco yelled, suddenly. "Didn't your mothers tell you it's rude to stare?"
Harry grinned and turned back to Draco. He didn't care what people thought. He had what he wanted and no one was going to take his happiness away from him. He wouldn't let that happen. For the first time in his life he was exactly where he wanted to be. In the hands of his love, with no more troubles. Everything was so perfect. Realising this Harry pulled Draco into a hug, kissing his neck.
"My life is so perfect with you in it. I'm so happy," Harry confessed, moving to Draco's cheek.
"Me too," Draco managed to say, before Harry's lips had found his mouth once again.
They did not notice the students were clapping again, except of course a few stubborn ones. Like Pansy....
~*~
Behind the crowd Narcissa and Severus stood entangled in each other, watching the scene with a lump in their throats.
"I can't believe how fast Draco grew up in these few months. Look at him. He changed into a loving man. I'm so proud of him," Narcissa sighed, while Severus kissed her forehead.
"I know. I'm rather proud of him myself," Snape confessed, while looking back to Draco. "So... What are you going to do about The Malfoy Manor?"
"Well, Lucius is in Askaban. He'll receive 'the kiss' tonight, being Voldemort's number one," She paused, taking a deep breath. All the feelings she once had for Lucius couldn't be denied so easily. She loved Severus with all her heart and she wanted to stay with him, but it remained hard to realise that Lucius would be gone soon. "He'll have nor time nor chance to claim the Malfoy Manor. It will stay in the Malfoy family. It will be mine, but I don't want to live there anymore. It brings out too much memories. I'll pass it through to Draco and make sure Draco gets his name back. Draco is a Malfoy and he'll always be a Malfoy. Even though he's nothing like Lucius... He's got the strength and cleverness of a Malfoy. I know he'll make sure that the Malfoy name will be clean again,"
"So where are you going to live?" Severus asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Well.. uh... I'll find something in London," Narcissa stuttered as she blushed in crimson.
"Oh Darling, don't be silly. You'll come with me to my mansion," Snape grinned, as he once again kissed Narcissa.
"I love you," Narcissa sighed happily. "All I need to do now is divorce from Lucius,"
"And marry me!" Snape finished her sentence.
"I would love to,"
***
Meanwhile, Draco and Harry had escaped the party and went outside. It was dark and the stars were shining brightly in the sky.
"Finally some private time with you," Draco said, sliding his arms around Harry's waist, while they continued walking towards the lake.
"Yes. I can't believe that I just agreed on marrying you," Harry said, putting his head on Draco's shoulder.
"Don't you want to?" Draco asked, while he kissed Harry's hair.
"Draco, as I told you about hundred times before tonight, I totalyl and completely adore you. I love you and I couldn't think of anyone else I want to spend my life with. No one I know comes even close to the perfection you have. I can't believe I didn't see how perfect we match together until I was already head over heals in love with you," Harry said, bringing his hand to Draco's hand, which was lying on his hips, and entangled their fingers.
They walked to the lake in silence. Just enjoying each others company. The stars reflected on the surface of the lake, making it look enchanted. They both sat down in the grass.
Draco immediately put his head on Harry's lap. Harry smiled at him affectionately and kissed him softly on his lips. While his hands moved to play with the hair he loved so much.
"What would I do without you?" Draco sighed.
"Nothing," Harry teased, lying back in the grass.
Draco took the opportunity and straddled Harry's hips, looking at Harry with lust in his eyes.
"Draco! Now you're being naughty!" Harry exclaimed, knowing where this would lead to if he didn't stop.
"I can't help it!" Draco pouted. "It's a disease!" he added seriously.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "A disease?"
Draco nodded looking sad.
"What kind of disease?" Harry asked, looking at Draco with mock concern.
"It's called 'Harryatitus'," Draco said, biting his lip.
"Oh! Dear!" Harry said shocked, putting his hand on his heart. "And is there a cure?"
"Well... Yes, luckily there is one. But it's very hard to get," Draco answered.
"What is it?" Harry asked, pressing his lips together not to laugh.
"You have to make love with Harry Potter," Draco smiled.
"Oh!" Harry exclaimed with mock surprise. "Well I hope lots of people get that disease!"
"No you don't!" Draco pouted, putting his hands on his hips.
"And why not?" Harry grinned.
"Because you won't be able to help them. Since you're totally devoted to me," Draco smiled.
"Come here you!" Harry laughed pulling his guy down on top of him. "I'll cure you as often as you want!"
"Good, because I've got the worst form of the disease,"
With that Draco pressed his lips against Harry's.
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As you know there will be a small chapter after this one. With all the thank-yous. I know I don't really deserve reviews, because I left you all hanging for so long. Please review! I promise, and this time I really will, to update the next chapter next week.
Thank you for sticking to the story after I left you hanging! (It's wasn't all my fault. My computer crashed and I had to write the chapter all over again. I know that is an excuse to be two weeks later, so it's partly my fault. Sorry again)
Chapter 21: Finally Together
(this version is not beta-ed. I am truly sorry for that. I just didn't want to leave you hanging much longer)
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"Harry?"
"..."
-knip- light on.
"Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"Harry!"
"What?"
"I can't sleep."
"Why's that?"
"Well... I don't know... I'm too excited...And I feel dirty..."
Harry slowly opened his eyes and looked right into Draco's big stormy grey eyes. They'd just gone to bed, because Harry was exhausted. Apparently Draco wasn't.
"Dirty?" Harry groaned.
"Yes! I didn't even get to take a bath or a shower! I'm still covered in dirt!" Draco exclaimed indignantly.
"We washed ourselves before we went to bed," Harry said, still feeling really sleepy. They were sleeping in separate beds.
They entered the bedroom and all of a sudden there were two beds instead of one. It was quite a disappointment, read a really big disappointment. They both knew Dumbledore was behind this. They shoved the two beds against each other, but they were still two beds. You couldn't cuddle or anything like that. Well it was possible, but you would be lying on a very painful wooded beam or you would sleep on one bed totally squashed. They both needed their sleep so they decided to go to sleep after they washed themselves with some towels and went to bed. Harry was about to fall asleep when Draco started nagging.
"Harry, would you please come with me?" Draco pouted, looking terribly cute.
Harry sighed dramatically. "Why do I have the feeling that you're not planning to wash yourself...?"
"But Harry..." he whined, coming closer to Harry. "I want you."
Harry looked at him getting closer. "You're not playing a fair game, Malfoy! You know I would never be able to reject you!"
Draco smirked and came so close that their noses were touching. "I'm sorry, it's my Slytherin nature. I can't help myself. I intend to get what I want," he smirked.
Harry mock glared. He brought his hand up to Draco's face and began to play with a blond string of hair. He noticed there was still sand in there and looked back into Draco's twinkling and excited eyes.
"Harry... Please come with me. I love you and now I finally have the opportunity to show you just how much," Draco whispered.
Harry smiled and felt as if someone cursed his stomach, because it just wouldn't stop flipping. And his heart was beating so hard that he was sure Draco heard it. He couldn't wait much longer and closed the space there was between their lips. Draco's lips were dry, but soft.
Draco quickly moved closer to feel Harry's body warmth against his. He deepened the sweet innocent kiss Harry was giving him. His hands moved over Harry's body, pulling him even closer, as if he wanted to melt into Harry's body. As if he would die if he didn't feel Harry's skin pressed against his. Draco growled as he softly bit on Harry's lips. He felt Harry's arms close around him. His big hands rested on his back, making him feel safe. His fingers nails were making slow circles, making him even more exited.
Harry pulled back from the kiss and stared in his eyes. "I'm a bit nervous you know..." he whispered, blushing in crimson.
Draco sighed. "You are so adorable! Did you know that? I could just eat you right now!"
Harry grinned and rolled over, pulling Draco on top of him. The weight of Draco's body in top of him and Draco's leg between his aroused him enormously. Draco grabbed his hands and pinned them over his head. When their lips collided again, both of them were eager and the kiss deepened almost immediately.
Draco wiggled his legs in excitement, not knowing the effect it had on the brown haired boy he was kissing. Slowly Draco let go of Harry's hands again, allowing them to embrace him again. He entangled his fingers in Harry's hair and moaned as he rubbed his arousal against Harry's stomach.
When the kiss ended, Harry's hair was even more messed up than usual. His lips were red and swollen from Draco's kisses and nibbling. His eyes were full of need and excitement, widened and twinkling. Just like Draco liked them so much. He loved to see Harry so ruffled and ... well ... horny.
"I've waited for this for so long," Draco said, caressing Harry's cheek with his fingers. "I can't believe this is happening."
"Me neither," Harry whispered. "To think that we were fighting this morning."
"That would be yesterday morning, Potty. What was that nightmare about?" Draco asked, slapping himself mentally a second later. This could totally mess things up.
Harry broke their eye-contact and looked down. "Nothing really. It doesn't matter anymore. Voldemort is gone; he'll never get the chance to rape me."
"Was that where the dream was about? That Voldemort was going to rape you?" Draco whispered, looking concerned. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well... It was just so horrible and I told you I wanted you to... you know... have my virginity, and you never brought it up again after that. So I thought you didn't want to. I couldn't sleep knowing I would have to fight Voldemort soon and, well, the dream haunted me... And I was afraid you didn't find me attractive anymore," Harry confessed, looking slightly hurt.
"Oh lovely. You don't know how much I want you. How I would like to deflower Saint Potter. You were just so tired all the time. I wanted our first time to be special." Draco said, giving kisses all over Harry's face.
"And I'm not tired now?" Harry grinned, feeling extremely relieved.
Draco bit his lip, pretending to be thinking. "Well... I guess you right," He said, rolling back to his own bed. "Goodnight Love,"
Harry's eyes widened, looking really surprised. He didn't notice that Draco was trying very hard not to laugh. "But... I..."
"Yes?" Draco asked innocently, his lips curving up slightly.
Suddenly Harry glared at him, crossing his arms over his chest. "Draco, get your arse back here! Or do you want me to get you?"
Draco laughed as Harry jumped on his bed, collapsing on top of him. His hands moved over Harry's chest and belly, touching as much skin as possible while Harry was sitting on his belly, looking down on him.
Draco pulled Harry towards him, by cupping his cheeks and guiding Harry's lips to his. Harry's lips travelled over Draco's pale and soft skin, up to his cheekbones and down to his neck, leaving a trail of red marks. Much to Harry's satisfaction he heard soft noises escape from Draco's lips.
"Are you sure you want this?" Draco said, in between the soft moans.
Harry looked him in his eyes and smiled. "Absolutely, but don't you think people will be able to hear us?" he asked somewhat worried.
Draco looked at him, when he noticed Harry was being serious he began to laugh. "Seriously, Potty. You've lived in the wizarding world for what? 6 years? And you still forget to use magic most of the times! Ever heard of a silencing spell? Now I remember why I love you so much," Draco grinned, making Harry blush, embarrassed.
Harry tilted his head towards the side and bit on his bottom lip. "Coming?" he asked nervously, stepping out of the bed and offering his hand to Draco.
Draco beamed and grabbed Harry's hand, while stepping out of the bed himself. Slowly they walked towards the bathroom.
Harry let the water fill the bath, while Draco just watched him. His cheeks were flushed with excitement. Just looking at Harry filling the bath made his stomach flutter and his heart jump in his chest. He slid back to the room, while Harry wasn't paying attention and grabbed Harry's wand, which was lying on the little table next to the bed.
Quickly he cast a silencing spell on the room and bathroom and went back to the bathroom taking the wand with him. Harry hadn't noticed a thing and was still busy putting all kinds of bath foam.
When Draco entered again, he smelled the sweet scent of strawberry.
Harry turned around and smiled. "This is so artificial! It smells terribly sweet and look the water is reddish pink with little strawberries in the water!" Harry said with a wrinkled nose.
Draco laughed and walked towards Harry to look in the water. "I guess that's what Severus likes!" he laughed, making Harry laugh too.
They looked at each other, and without saying anything they both stripped out of their boxers. They looked at each other for a few silent second, before stepping into the bath. Which was the size of a small swimming pool as soon as you entered it.
Harry moved towards Draco, who was hanging on the edge of the pool.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you are?" Harry whispered, pressing their bodies together.
"Not enough," Draco moaned, kissing Harry eagerly.
In one move Draco turned Harry around and pressed him against the edge. "Remember the time when we bathed together in Hogwarts?" Draco asked, in between kisses, while moving to Harry's arched neck.
"Yes I do, you were very annoying humiliating me like that!" Harry moaned. While his hands moved over Draco's shoulders and back towards his arse.
"I was terribly in love with you!" Draco smiled, grabbing the shampoo and putting it in Harry's hair. After that he put some in his hair too. He began to wash Harry's hair, while Harry was laughing.
"This is so typically you! Just when I think some action is about to happen, you go cleaning yourself and me," Harry laughed.
"Well I told you I wanted to be clean!" Draco said, moving his hands to his own hair.
Harry entangled his fingers into Draco's hair too and kissed Draco on his lips. "You're so adorable!" He smiled.
They both ducked underwater to wash the shampoo out of their hair, in between the little strawberries. Harry was the first one up and grabbed a handful of the strawberries. As soon as Draco came up too, he threw them towards Draco.
Draco pouted, "Stop playing games, Potter. Let's get some action into this,"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Finally!" He exclaimed, while the nervous feeling returned to his body.
Draco moved closer once again. "Do you want to do this here, or there?" Draco asked, signing to the bathroom door.
"There," Harry decided, moving his hands towards Draco's arousal and giving it a little squeeze. Making Draco yelp.
"Ok, but you'll have to be quick. I can't last much longer," Draco said, as Harry's hand did miracles underneath the water. "Oh-ah! Harry move it!"
Harry laughed and stepped out of the bath, offering Draco his hand and pulling him out of the bath.
Draco grabbed Harry's wand and cast a quick drying spell on the two of them. Although Harry was looking terribly hot when he was all wet.
They both ran like little kids chased by their father towards the bedroom and collided on top of the bed.
"Harry, I want you so much," Draco breathled, kissing Harry's chest.
Harry nodded and groaned as Draco teased his belly button.
"You smell like strawberry and you taste like it," Draco said, licking his way up to Harry's face again.
"Draco! Hurry up!" Harry said, as their arousal crushed together.
Draco muttered a spell making Harry and himself ready.
He kissed Harry softly before he claimed Harry.
They did not notice the little twinkling stars around them as they both came. The stars were a sign of the exploding tension, which happens when Hate and Love collided in the past. Their hate was pushed away so hard by their love that an explosion was bound to follow. And it had with beautiful results.
*
Harry woke up, not wanting to open his eyes. He didn't want this feeling to end. He felt so happy. His life was just perfect right now. Voldemort was gone; finally he was able to sleep without being scared or waking up in the middle of the night with a hurting scar. It was all over, all the fighting, the killing. Most importantly was that he had Draco to love and be loved. His friends were waiting for him to come back to Hogwarts, his home. The happiness was so overwhelming that tears began to prickle in his still closed eyes.
"I love you," Draco whispered behind him, holding him tightly and kissing his shoulder.
Harry slowly opened his eyes and turned around to look into his lovers eyes. "I love you too, so much."
Draco just smiled and pulled him into a hug.
"You still smell like strawberry!" Harry said, as he sniffed Draco's shoulder.
"So do you!" Draco smiled.
"You will stay with me, right? Now that Voldemort is gone?" Harry asked, feeling insecure.
"If you let me, I'll stay with you until I die. I need you and you promised me things, remember?" Draco answered back.
"I remember," Harry said, moving his lips over Draco's cheek searching for Draco's lips. "Last night was so... amazing," he muttered against Draco's lips.
"Yeah. It was the best night of my life," Draco whispered back, capturing Harry's lips into a kiss.
There was a soft knock on the door, breaking the kiss. Quickly Harry rolled to his own bed, pulling the sheets up to his chin.
"Yes?" Draco answered, grinning because of Harry antics.
The door opened slowly and Narcissa, Snape, Lupin and Dumbledore came in sight, all, except Snape, smiling like idiots.
"Did you sleep well?" Narcissa asked, stepping into the room.
Draco and Harry both nodded, trying to hide their blushes.
"I hope you are ready to go back to Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, stepping into the room as well. "After you have had your breakfast, of course." Two enormous trays appeared on both their laps, filled with fruits, toast, eggs, sausages, tea and pumpkin juice.
It was only then when Harry realised how hungry he was. Quickly he grabbed a piece of toast and began to eat it.
"Last night the papers were informed about the defeat of Voldemort and all the students in Hogwarts know. There will be a big feast tonight to celebrate the heroic things you two did. I must inform you that it's going to be a bit hectic. It's not every day that the biggest threat to the wizards is destroyed, but I'm sure you'll manage. I've brought your robes with me, knowing you walked around in practically nothing," Dumbledore said, with the familiar twinkle in his eyes as he put them on both of their beds.
Both of the boys blushed feverish and continued to eat their breakfast.
"I expect you two to be ready in half an hour. We will go to Hogwarts all together," Dumbledore continued, walking towards the door again.
Everybody left except Snape remained in the room. "Potter," Snape started, walking up to Harry's bed. Harry looked up, not knowing what to expect. "I want to congratulate you personally for your victory. I always thought you had it in you to do so. However I didn't expect this to happen so soon... I'm proud to have you as my student. That goes for you as well, Mr. Malfoy." He walked towards the door and turned around once more, with a smirk on his face. "Oh and next time, try to be dressed."
After his little speech Snape left the room, leaving one boy smiling and one boy stunned.
"Told you he wasn't so bad," Draco grinned, crawling into Harry's bed with his tray.
Harry frowned and looked at Draco. "You never said that!" he said, preparing his toast with marmalade.
"I didn't?" Draco asked innocently, taking a zip of his tea. "Oh well, I intended to."
"Yeah sure," Harry grinned, sticking out his tongue.
*
"So, are you done with your breakfast?" Draco asked, looking to Harry, who was lying again, with his hands underneath his head.
"Yeah, I was done ages ago. You're a really slow eater," Harry said, opening his eyes to look at his guy.
"I'm not a slow eater! I eat my breakfast with manners, you obviously don't!" Draco said indignantly.
"I do too!" Harry said, sitting up again.
"Then why is there marmalade on your cheek?" Draco asked triumphantly, pointing at Harry's cheek.
"Because you put it there!" Harry smirked.
Draco raised one eyebrow, looking at Harry as if he'd gone mad. "Give me one good reason why I would put marmalade on your cheek."
"Because you want to kiss it away so badly...?" Harry grinned as Draco came closer, totally forgetting about the trays on their laps as he straddled Harry.
"Just because I want to kiss you so badly?" Draco whispered against Harry's cheek, before his tongue darted out and licked away the marmalade.
"Can I have some of that?" Harry smiled, when he was done.
Draco moved his head slightly, so he was able to look at Harry again. "Nope, we've got to take a shower."
"I get to go first!" Harry said, pushing Draco off his lap and jumping out of the bed.
"You!" Draco exclaimed, sitting in the middle of two messed up trays. "Look at me!"
Harry turned around and laughed. "Sorry, baby. Why don't you come with me then?"
Draco raised his eyebrow. "Do we really have time for that?" he asked, looking around for a clock.
"No, but it'll be nice anyway," Harry walked into the bathroom, walking directly to the shower.
Two seconds after Harry entered, Draco entered the bathroom too. Harry was about to turn on the shower. Draco looked his back. He couldn't believe this perfect boy was his. He knew this was what he was looking for, for so long. No more pretending he was something he was not, no more lies. He could just be 'him' around Harry and it felt so good. Harry walked up to him and offered him his hand, just like the night before.
Draco stepped into the shower, into Harry's warm embrace. "You're so beautiful, Harry." Draco whispered.
They stood in each others embrace for a long time, just holding each other. Feeling each other's warm, loving body against theirs.
"Draco?" Harry whispered, kissing Draco's tanned shoulders.
"Mmm?"
"We ought to get dressed," Harry said, releasing Draco from his embrace.
"Oh," Draco muttered, sounding disappointed. "Promise me we'll do this more often,"
Harry smiled. "We will, love."
*
Several minutes later Dumbledore, Lupin, Snape, Narcissa, Harry and Draco were standing in front of the house, ready to go back to Hogwarts.
"Draco, Harry, here's your portkey. It will lead you to your head-boy chambers. I believe that Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are anxiously waiting there for you," Dumbledore smiled, giving them a coconut.
Harry and Draco took the touched the portkey and felt the odd sensation rush through their bodies. A second later they were back home, standing in front of the fire.
"Harry!" Hermione and Ron exclaimed at the same time. They were both sitting on the couch, but jumped up when they saw him.
Hermione made her way to Harry first and squeezed him so tightly that Harry could barely breathe. "Oh Harry! We were so scared! You could have died!" Hermione sobbed into his neck. "I was so worried,"
In the mean time Draco and Ron were standing in front of each other, eying each other nervously. Without warning Ron's wrist connected with Draco's jaw. "You!" Ron fumed, pushing a whimpering Draco against the wall.
Harry quickly pushed Hermione off him and hurried towards Ron, who was punching Draco in his stomach. "Ron!! Stop it!" Harry yelled. When Ron didn't listen to him, Harry punched him in the eye.
Out of balance, Ron collapsed on the floor. "What was that for?" Ron asked heatedly.
"For punching my boyfriend!" Harry said, while a blush crept on his cheeks.
"Your what?" Hermione gasped, letting herself drop on the floor.
Harry decided to deal with them later and turned towards Draco, who was lying on the ground moaning softly. "Draco, are you ok?" Harry asked, gathering Draco into his arms.
Draco nodded weakly as he buried his face into Harry's neck. "I was kind of hoping that your friends would like me," Draco's soft reply came.
"Let me see," Harry said, looking at Draco's bleeding lip. He wiped away the blood with his sleeve and kissed Draco on his lips. "I'll take you to Madame Pomfrey,"
"No, it's ok. I'll just go to my room," Draco said, pushing Harry's hands away.
Harry saw the disappointment in his eyes, as Draco walked towards his door. As soon as Draco had closed his door, Harry turned to his friends. His cheeks were flushed with anger.
"I Can't Believe That You Just Did That!" Harry fumed, glaring at Ron. To be honest he was slightly hurt to, because of Ron's attitude.
"All this is because of him!" Ron yelled back, ignoring Hermione's glares.
"No it is not!" Harry said, bolding his wrists.
"It is his fault you were captured by Lucius Malfoy and his fault that you had to fight Voldemort!" Ron yelled, obviously not understanding what he had done wrong.
"No it wasn't! It was Lucius Malfoy's fault! He had drugged Draco from the beginning. None of this is Draco's fault and if something is, I forgive him right away. You're just as bad as the Death Eaters! You already have your judgment ready before you even know what happened or who he is! I suggest you try to get along with him, because he's a very important part of my life and he will always be a part of my life, whether you want it or not. It's completely and entirely up to you. Draco was trying to be nice and look what you did to him! Now I'm going to get him and when I get back I want you to be here and be polite to him or if you can't I want you gone. I understand this is hard for you, but you're a Gryffindor for heavens sake! Just give him a fucking chance, will you. Because he deserves that," With that Harry turned around and walked towards Draco's room.
Apparently Draco had heard his speech, because he opened the door immediately, beaming. In a few quick steps he reached Harry and embraced him. "I love you," he said, loud enough for Ron and Hermione to hear.
When Harry and Draco released each other and turned to Ron, Hermione pushed Ron into Draco direction.
Ron cleared his throat and stuck out a sweaty and shaking hand. "Welcome back," he whispered, looking to the ground.
Draco let out a relieved sigh and grabbed the hand carefully, as if it might explode if you squeezed it too tightly. "Thanks," he muttered back, smiling slightly.
Hermione walked towards Draco as well. Without warning she pulled him into a hug as well. Draco, who was a bit startled, looked at Harry with a 'What- the-fuck-must-I-do' expression on his face.
Harry began to laugh and pulled his best friend into a hug. He'd just let Draco be uncomfortable for a while.
"I'm sorry. I was only trying to protect you," Ron said, flushing in crimson.
"It's OK Ron. Just remember that if you hurt Draco you hurt me," Harry said back.
"I didn't know you two were so close," Ron suddenly said, teasing Harry a bit.
"Shut up!" Harry said blushing.
"I'm glad you're back mate," Ron said, smiling at Harry. "You really did get us worried about you,"
"Well luckily I had Draco," Harry said, putting his arm around Draco's waist, who finally escaped the Hermione-hug.
"I'm so happy for you," Hermione said, biting her lip.
Harry could see a flash of disappointment in her eyes and wondered if she still had hope that he liked her, but she had Ron now. He would never see Hermione as more than a friend, never. Besides, he had Draco know and he wasn't planning on giving Draco up.
"So, what is this party Dumbledore was talking about?" Harry asked, shaking away his thoughts.
"Tonight there's a party in your honour, and yours of course Fer...eh... Ma ...Dra-co," Ron stuttered, making them all laugh.
"We have to wear our dress-robes. It's going to be big," Hermione said, smiling again.
"I love formal parties!" Draco squealed, making the others stare at him. "What? I'm still half Malfoy!"
"With your father... dead... You inherited the Malfoy Manor, right?" Hermione asked carefully.
"I'm not sure. My father said he was going to disown me, but I don't know if he got the time to do so." Draco said, shrugging a bit. "I don't really care. If I get the Malfoy Manor, great. If I don't, well bad luck. I'll survive anyway,"
Harry smiled at him proudly and gave him a kiss on his nose.
*
"Draco! Are you ready?" Harry asked, knocking on the bathroom door. "We should go now, the party's starting in five minutes,"
"No I'm not finished yet... We'll just be casually late," Draco replied. "I can't believe you talked me into this!"
"Into what?" Harry asked confused.
"Into not putting hair gel in my hair," Draco answered, finally opening the door.
Draco was looking absolutely stunning. His white dress-robe matched his white hair perfectly and his tanned skin looked even more tanned. "Wow!" Harry said, taking Draco's hands in his. "You look like a Greek sex-god!"
Draco grinned, "You look quite stunning yourself,"
"Oh shut it!" Harry said. "You still see my scars,"
"Do you want to go to Madame Pomfrey to get them removed?" Draco asked, tracing one of his scars on his hand.
"No, I don't know how long it'll take. It's no big deal," Harry said, walking in front of Draco through Draco's room towards the common room.
"It is, if it's bothering you," Draco said, stopping Harry.
"Well, if you're ashamed of me I'll go to Madame Pomfrey," Harry almost whispered.
Draco rolled his eyes, pushing Harry against the wall. "Harry James Potter, I'll never be embarrassed of you. I'm proud to be your boyfriend!"
"So we'll tell them?" Harry asked, smiling as Draco's lips came closer and closer.
"Nope, but they'll notice anyway," Draco smirked.
Harry frowned, but Draco didn't give him the chance to ask what he was talking about. Quickly he muffled Harry's question with his lips and moved his hands towards Harry's back.
"Let's go," Draco said, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him outside the bedroom and into the common room. "If we stay here much longer, I don't think I'll make it to the party at all."
They made their way towards the Great Hall. The corridors were empty and they heard the voices and music through the whole castle. To their surprise Dumbledore was awaiting them in front of the Great Hall.
"Ah! There you are," Dumbledore said, walking towards them. "As you may have heard they're enjoying the party."
Harry and Draco just smiled. To be honest they were both very nervous. Harry was squeezing Draco's hand so hard that Draco was beginning to wonder if he could still feel his hand. When Dumbledore cast a look on Draco's purple hand, Harry quickly released it, much to Draco's relief.
"Follow me," Dumbledore instructed them, opening the big doors with his wand. Immediately the music and talking stopped. A deathly silence greeted them.
Dumbledore began to walk inside and two hesitating boys followed. A path was created as people stepped aside. Draco's hands were in his pockets, because he didn't know where to put them. Harry's hands were hanging beside his body. Both of the boys were wishing to just entangle their fingers, but were too nervous to actually do so.
The silence remained until they were in front of the Great Hall.
"Students, Professors and members of the Ministry of Magic. We're gathered here today to celebrate a special happening. Harry Potter has finally managed to destroy the Dark Lord, Voldemort. With much help from Draco Malfoy. That is why they both receive a decoration in the order of Merlin, first class!" Dumbledore said proudly, looking to the stunned boys.
The whole Great Hall started to clap and yell.
Draco broke into a smile first, followed by Harry. They both turned to greet the students, who were completely out of control. Draco stepped closer to Harry and slid his arm around Harry's waist.
"Now is the time to show them, Love," Draco whispered against Harry's cheek.
Harry turned to him and smiled, pressing his lips against Draco's proudly. The clapping stopped and everybody was gaping at them. Until Seamus yelled, "Wow! Harry you rock my world!"
The kiss had ended and Harry slowly opened his eyes, looking right into Draco's twinkling ones. "I love you so much," Harry whispered.
"I love you too. I never knew I could feel like this, everything is just so perfect. Every day I love you more! My heart is beating so hard. Everything I ever wanted to accomplish happened. Well except one thing," Draco smiled.
"And that is?" Harry asked, his head tipped to the side.
"To marry you and have lots of children," Draco said, kissing Harry's lips again. "You will marry me when I ask you, right?" he asked suddenly concerned.
"I believe you just asked," Harry said, a bit stunned. Draco actually wanted to marry him. Was that possible? Well it probably was, why would Draco ask him if it wasn't allowed? But did he want to?
"And?" Draco asked, his eyes growing big, anxious and scared.
"Of course I'll marry you!" Harry almost yelled, shocked when he noticed how hard his voice had been. The whole Great Hall was suddenly listening to their conversation. Quickly he clapped his hand over his mouth and looked to the big crowd.
People gasped, mostly girls, as they continued staring at them.
"Hey!" Draco yelled, suddenly. "Didn't your mothers tell you it's rude to stare?"
Harry grinned and turned back to Draco. He didn't care what people thought. He had what he wanted and no one was going to take his happiness away from him. He wouldn't let that happen. For the first time in his life he was exactly where he wanted to be. In the hands of his love, with no more troubles. Everything was so perfect. Realising this Harry pulled Draco into a hug, kissing his neck.
"My life is so perfect with you in it. I'm so happy," Harry confessed, moving to Draco's cheek.
"Me too," Draco managed to say, before Harry's lips had found his mouth once again.
They did not notice the students were clapping again, except of course a few stubborn ones. Like Pansy....
~*~
Behind the crowd Narcissa and Severus stood entangled in each other, watching the scene with a lump in their throats.
"I can't believe how fast Draco grew up in these few months. Look at him. He changed into a loving man. I'm so proud of him," Narcissa sighed, while Severus kissed her forehead.
"I know. I'm rather proud of him myself," Snape confessed, while looking back to Draco. "So... What are you going to do about The Malfoy Manor?"
"Well, Lucius is in Askaban. He'll receive 'the kiss' tonight, being Voldemort's number one," She paused, taking a deep breath. All the feelings she once had for Lucius couldn't be denied so easily. She loved Severus with all her heart and she wanted to stay with him, but it remained hard to realise that Lucius would be gone soon. "He'll have nor time nor chance to claim the Malfoy Manor. It will stay in the Malfoy family. It will be mine, but I don't want to live there anymore. It brings out too much memories. I'll pass it through to Draco and make sure Draco gets his name back. Draco is a Malfoy and he'll always be a Malfoy. Even though he's nothing like Lucius... He's got the strength and cleverness of a Malfoy. I know he'll make sure that the Malfoy name will be clean again,"
"So where are you going to live?" Severus asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Well.. uh... I'll find something in London," Narcissa stuttered as she blushed in crimson.
"Oh Darling, don't be silly. You'll come with me to my mansion," Snape grinned, as he once again kissed Narcissa.
"I love you," Narcissa sighed happily. "All I need to do now is divorce from Lucius,"
"And marry me!" Snape finished her sentence.
"I would love to,"
***
Meanwhile, Draco and Harry had escaped the party and went outside. It was dark and the stars were shining brightly in the sky.
"Finally some private time with you," Draco said, sliding his arms around Harry's waist, while they continued walking towards the lake.
"Yes. I can't believe that I just agreed on marrying you," Harry said, putting his head on Draco's shoulder.
"Don't you want to?" Draco asked, while he kissed Harry's hair.
"Draco, as I told you about hundred times before tonight, I totalyl and completely adore you. I love you and I couldn't think of anyone else I want to spend my life with. No one I know comes even close to the perfection you have. I can't believe I didn't see how perfect we match together until I was already head over heals in love with you," Harry said, bringing his hand to Draco's hand, which was lying on his hips, and entangled their fingers.
They walked to the lake in silence. Just enjoying each others company. The stars reflected on the surface of the lake, making it look enchanted. They both sat down in the grass.
Draco immediately put his head on Harry's lap. Harry smiled at him affectionately and kissed him softly on his lips. While his hands moved to play with the hair he loved so much.
"What would I do without you?" Draco sighed.
"Nothing," Harry teased, lying back in the grass.
Draco took the opportunity and straddled Harry's hips, looking at Harry with lust in his eyes.
"Draco! Now you're being naughty!" Harry exclaimed, knowing where this would lead to if he didn't stop.
"I can't help it!" Draco pouted. "It's a disease!" he added seriously.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "A disease?"
Draco nodded looking sad.
"What kind of disease?" Harry asked, looking at Draco with mock concern.
"It's called 'Harryatitus'," Draco said, biting his lip.
"Oh! Dear!" Harry said shocked, putting his hand on his heart. "And is there a cure?"
"Well... Yes, luckily there is one. But it's very hard to get," Draco answered.
"What is it?" Harry asked, pressing his lips together not to laugh.
"You have to make love with Harry Potter," Draco smiled.
"Oh!" Harry exclaimed with mock surprise. "Well I hope lots of people get that disease!"
"No you don't!" Draco pouted, putting his hands on his hips.
"And why not?" Harry grinned.
"Because you won't be able to help them. Since you're totally devoted to me," Draco smiled.
"Come here you!" Harry laughed pulling his guy down on top of him. "I'll cure you as often as you want!"
"Good, because I've got the worst form of the disease,"
With that Draco pressed his lips against Harry's.
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As you know there will be a small chapter after this one. With all the thank-yous. I know I don't really deserve reviews, because I left you all hanging for so long. Please review! I promise, and this time I really will, to update the next chapter next week.
Thank you for sticking to the story after I left you hanging! (It's wasn't all my fault. My computer crashed and I had to write the chapter all over again. I know that is an excuse to be two weeks later, so it's partly my fault. Sorry again)