Disclaimer: Still don't own anything. Except the idea of bonding. And
that's about it. Damn. I could have been so rich.
Warning: Blah blah if you're not 18. blah blah.. Or don't like slash, don't read this.. Blah. (I think u guys know the drill now.)
Chapter 4.
Harry's expectant smile slid off his face as silence reigned around the table. Draco looked equally as confused. Why weren't their friends happy for them? This was the best thing they had ever done together in their whole lives. Finally Ron broke the silence.
"Harry, Draco, are you sure? I mean blimey, I didn't think you guys were that close."
Harry saw red. "What do you mean, we weren't that close? We've been together for years. Did you think we were just in it for the fucking?" Hermione winced at the vulgar language, but Harry was past caring. Draco could see how worked up his lover was getting, but did not even try to stop him. Hell, he was getting angry too!
"Well.. Mate, yeah.. I mean no!!! It's just." Ron's voice trailed off as he realised he was just digging himself into a deeper hole.
Harry looked around at the others sitting at the table. "Is that what you all thought? That just because we were gay we only wanted a relationship for the sex?!?! You think that just because we're gay means that we didn't want a long-term, loving relationship, like you guys have?"
Suddenly Hermione found the sugar packets very interesting, as did Celeste. Charlie seemed to be particularly taken with a dog being walked along the other side of the street, but Ron stared openly back at Harry, seemingly not knowing what to say.
"I can't fucking believe this." Draco finally found the words to say what he wanted. "We thought you guys had accepted us. We thought that the strength of our love was obvious to everyone. Just on the way here we were saying how much we loved you guys, and your support. I would die for Harry. He would do the same for me. WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?" Draco's last, shouted words made everyone in the café turn and stare.
"It's just, well, can you guys see how big a commitment this is? You can't just get out of it when you feel like it." Said Hermione.
"As if we would want to get out of it!" Harry's eyes were flashing with anger. "We want to be together for eternity. We want the happiness that we see in married couple's eyes, when they recognise and pledge their love. Because we love each other!" Harry and Draco met each other's gaze.
"Let's get out of here." Muttered Draco after a moment of silence. They both stood up, threw some muggle money on the table and left. As they walked away, they could hear the other four arguing. Hermione was telling Ron how inconsiderate he was, but Charlie was defending Ron, saying Hermione hadn't exactly helped the situation. Celeste didn't seem to be able to say anything.
Harry and Draco stormed down the street, into the Leaky Cauldron. They sat down inside, Draco curling his lip slightly at the shabby surroundings but Harry was still too angry to care. How dare they? Why on earth could they not see the feelings he and Draco had for each other. Thinking about it made him ball his fists up in anger, Draco, noticing this, gently took one of his hands and kissed it softly.
"Let it go, my love." Draco spoke soothing words to Harry. "They will come to their senses soon and see what it is we feel. In the mean time, we still have each other."
Harry felt his anger melting away. Draco Malfoy, who used to be so arrogant and unfeeling, seemed to be able to calm him in seconds. He let out a long breath.
"Yes, I suppose you're right. It still makes me so..!"
"No, that's not helping." Draco interrupted. "Just let it go."
Harry grumbled under his breath for a few minutes, although not as angry as he was before. Soon he got up, went to the bar, ordered two glasses of Firewhisky and brought them back to the table. Draco raised an eyebrow, Harry wasn't normally a big drinker. They both enjoyed Butterbeer, but it was normally Draco who drank anything stronger. And at 1.30 in the afternoon, thought Draco, checking his watch. Oh well, he thought, tipping his head back and downing the glass. Maybe it will calm him down a bit.
A few hours later Draco struggled to lead a very drunk Harry up the stairs to his rooms. Honestly, he thought, he must have drunk a whole bottle of that stuff. And he knows he can't hold alcohol very well.
"D-Draco." Harry stuttered. "I. shtill love you. We don't need. anyone. anyone else."
I could do with someone else, Draco thought, you're not exactly as light as a feather. Still, he found Harry highly amusing when he was like this. All the way through the grounds of Hogwarts he had been talking dirty to Draco, and although the blond knew he had no idea what he was saying, he couldn't help but laugh and be slightly turned on.
"Can we fuck now? Please please please please?" Here we go again, thought Draco.
"You are shho sexy, my love. I would be so tight around your hard c-cock. You would take me till I screamed."
Highly unlikely, thought Draco, as he finally managed to get Harry into the bedroom. You would be asleep before I even began.
Draco lay Harry gently down on the bed, and pulled his outer clothing off. Harry smiled in a drunken way, misinterpreting Draco's intentions.
"Yesh, Draco. I want you. you. are so. fucking.fan..tas..tic." Harry's voice trailed off as the sleep charm Draco had performed seconds ago took affect.
Draco smiled at the man laying spreadeagled on the bed. He managed to rip the blankets out from underneath him, and covered the sleeping Harry, then conjured up some more for himself. Hope he doesn't feel it too bad in the morning, Draco thought, as he headed towards the couch.
A/N: I am so sorry, guys!!!! I feel awful for taking this long to update. You must all hate me! If I wasn't me and didn't know how this was going to end, I'd hate me too! But I must say once again, thankyou so much for all your reviews and support. It means so much to me, especially when no-one in my 'real world' has any ideas I'm writing this, not even my best friend. And if they did, they wouldn't be very supportive. SO thanks again, I love you all and please don't hate me!
Warning: Blah blah if you're not 18. blah blah.. Or don't like slash, don't read this.. Blah. (I think u guys know the drill now.)
Chapter 4.
Harry's expectant smile slid off his face as silence reigned around the table. Draco looked equally as confused. Why weren't their friends happy for them? This was the best thing they had ever done together in their whole lives. Finally Ron broke the silence.
"Harry, Draco, are you sure? I mean blimey, I didn't think you guys were that close."
Harry saw red. "What do you mean, we weren't that close? We've been together for years. Did you think we were just in it for the fucking?" Hermione winced at the vulgar language, but Harry was past caring. Draco could see how worked up his lover was getting, but did not even try to stop him. Hell, he was getting angry too!
"Well.. Mate, yeah.. I mean no!!! It's just." Ron's voice trailed off as he realised he was just digging himself into a deeper hole.
Harry looked around at the others sitting at the table. "Is that what you all thought? That just because we were gay we only wanted a relationship for the sex?!?! You think that just because we're gay means that we didn't want a long-term, loving relationship, like you guys have?"
Suddenly Hermione found the sugar packets very interesting, as did Celeste. Charlie seemed to be particularly taken with a dog being walked along the other side of the street, but Ron stared openly back at Harry, seemingly not knowing what to say.
"I can't fucking believe this." Draco finally found the words to say what he wanted. "We thought you guys had accepted us. We thought that the strength of our love was obvious to everyone. Just on the way here we were saying how much we loved you guys, and your support. I would die for Harry. He would do the same for me. WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?" Draco's last, shouted words made everyone in the café turn and stare.
"It's just, well, can you guys see how big a commitment this is? You can't just get out of it when you feel like it." Said Hermione.
"As if we would want to get out of it!" Harry's eyes were flashing with anger. "We want to be together for eternity. We want the happiness that we see in married couple's eyes, when they recognise and pledge their love. Because we love each other!" Harry and Draco met each other's gaze.
"Let's get out of here." Muttered Draco after a moment of silence. They both stood up, threw some muggle money on the table and left. As they walked away, they could hear the other four arguing. Hermione was telling Ron how inconsiderate he was, but Charlie was defending Ron, saying Hermione hadn't exactly helped the situation. Celeste didn't seem to be able to say anything.
Harry and Draco stormed down the street, into the Leaky Cauldron. They sat down inside, Draco curling his lip slightly at the shabby surroundings but Harry was still too angry to care. How dare they? Why on earth could they not see the feelings he and Draco had for each other. Thinking about it made him ball his fists up in anger, Draco, noticing this, gently took one of his hands and kissed it softly.
"Let it go, my love." Draco spoke soothing words to Harry. "They will come to their senses soon and see what it is we feel. In the mean time, we still have each other."
Harry felt his anger melting away. Draco Malfoy, who used to be so arrogant and unfeeling, seemed to be able to calm him in seconds. He let out a long breath.
"Yes, I suppose you're right. It still makes me so..!"
"No, that's not helping." Draco interrupted. "Just let it go."
Harry grumbled under his breath for a few minutes, although not as angry as he was before. Soon he got up, went to the bar, ordered two glasses of Firewhisky and brought them back to the table. Draco raised an eyebrow, Harry wasn't normally a big drinker. They both enjoyed Butterbeer, but it was normally Draco who drank anything stronger. And at 1.30 in the afternoon, thought Draco, checking his watch. Oh well, he thought, tipping his head back and downing the glass. Maybe it will calm him down a bit.
A few hours later Draco struggled to lead a very drunk Harry up the stairs to his rooms. Honestly, he thought, he must have drunk a whole bottle of that stuff. And he knows he can't hold alcohol very well.
"D-Draco." Harry stuttered. "I. shtill love you. We don't need. anyone. anyone else."
I could do with someone else, Draco thought, you're not exactly as light as a feather. Still, he found Harry highly amusing when he was like this. All the way through the grounds of Hogwarts he had been talking dirty to Draco, and although the blond knew he had no idea what he was saying, he couldn't help but laugh and be slightly turned on.
"Can we fuck now? Please please please please?" Here we go again, thought Draco.
"You are shho sexy, my love. I would be so tight around your hard c-cock. You would take me till I screamed."
Highly unlikely, thought Draco, as he finally managed to get Harry into the bedroom. You would be asleep before I even began.
Draco lay Harry gently down on the bed, and pulled his outer clothing off. Harry smiled in a drunken way, misinterpreting Draco's intentions.
"Yesh, Draco. I want you. you. are so. fucking.fan..tas..tic." Harry's voice trailed off as the sleep charm Draco had performed seconds ago took affect.
Draco smiled at the man laying spreadeagled on the bed. He managed to rip the blankets out from underneath him, and covered the sleeping Harry, then conjured up some more for himself. Hope he doesn't feel it too bad in the morning, Draco thought, as he headed towards the couch.
A/N: I am so sorry, guys!!!! I feel awful for taking this long to update. You must all hate me! If I wasn't me and didn't know how this was going to end, I'd hate me too! But I must say once again, thankyou so much for all your reviews and support. It means so much to me, especially when no-one in my 'real world' has any ideas I'm writing this, not even my best friend. And if they did, they wouldn't be very supportive. SO thanks again, I love you all and please don't hate me!