'Good news and bad news? Pshhh. So cliché.' Draco said, recieving a slap from Harry. 'Well, get on with it.'
'You get to go home!' The medi-witch beamed. 'However... you do need supervision. Is there anyone who would be willing to stay with you for about a week? If you can't find someone, Estelle has gladly offered-'
'NOT Estelle.' Draco said. They had found out that 'spongebath' was named Estelle. 'Harry here seems like a great candidate for the job.' Harry laughed and nodded to the woman.
'I'll gladly baby Draco for a week. Or more.' He added the last part quietly, so only Draco could hear.
Harry took care of the paperwork as Draco packed up the stuff he'd been given and sent. Then, after they had both finished, Harry wrapped an arm around Draco's waist and led him to the Apparition point.
'So... your house or mine?' Harry said, and Draco shrugged. 'My choice then.' And they were transported to Harry's house, a modest building in London. He held onto Draco's waist tighter, sensing his partner's legs going weak with fatigue already. He kissed him lightly on the cheek, then, ignoring all else, swept the feather-light man into his arms and carried him to the bedroom.
'Haaaaaaaaarry!' Draco whined.
'Oh shut it.' Harry replied as he laid him down onto the bed, a nice king size bed, covered in black sheets.
'These are comfortable... what are they made of?' Draco asked, snuggling down.
'Flannel.'
'Mmm.' Harry threw off his coat and sat down on the side of the bed, too worried that if he got too close they'd end up...
'Hungry?' He asked, pushing the evil thoughts to the back of his head . :Later.: He thought.
'Not for food.' Draco said, and Harry rolled his eyes.
'No. Sleep.'
'Fiiiiiiiiiiiiine.'
'Why are you so whiny all of the sudden?'
'Because people are accusing the writer of not having a plot?' He said innocently. 'Does it really matter as long as we shag and kiss a lot?' Harry stared at his lover, running a hand through his hair.
'What the bloody hell are you on about?' He asked, bewildered. :although the snogging and shagging part sounds good...: Draco yawned and said,
'Hopefully the readers won't hate her too much...'
'Hate who?'
'Claire...'
Harry narrowed his eyes in confusion. Whatever. 'Do you want me to sleep with you?'
'Mmm... preferably naked, please.'
'You slut.' Harry laughed, but pulled his shirt off all the same. He crawled under the covers and allowed himself to become wrapped in Draco's limbs. He felt a very soft face nestle into the crook of his neck, then heard very lightly in his ear, a yawning whisper,
'L-l-love you.' Harry grinned. It sounded positively perfect dropping from those lips.
----
Three hours later, Harry woke up and still felt steady breathing against his neck. He carefully slithered out of the embrace and pulled his shirt back on, walking to the kitchen. He waved his wand and toasted some wheat bread, made some tea, and poured a bowl of cereal for himself. He placed everything on a tray and walked into his room. He set it down on the sidetable, just staring for a few seconds at the man sprawled in his bed.
'I could get used to that.' He murmured, and leaned over, placing a light kiss on Draco's forehead. 'Breakfast, love.'
'I could get used to this, you know.' Draco muttered, sitting up. Harry climbed onto the bed with the tray, handing the plate of toast to the other man and putting a spoon into his own bowl of Cheerios. Draco nibbled on his buttered toast as Harry spooned cereal into his mouth. After a few bites, Draco put the toast down and held out his hands.
'What?' Harry asked around a fresh spoonful.
'I want yours.'
'No.'
'Please?' Harry scowled and handed the bowl over. Draco grinned and ate happily. Harry chose a slice of unbitten toast and ate, watching his beloved breakfast disappear.
---
After they'd finished, they bathed and went out into the living room, curling up under a blanket on the couch. Draco wasn't sure if he really wanted to bring up the topic of Harry's dead friends, but knew it was going to come up sooner or later... especially with the news he had.
'Babe?' He asked tentatively, leaning his head to the side.
'Hmm?'
'What happened to Ron?' He looked into the green orbs that were slowly closing off.
'He died. With Hermione.'
'How?'
'They turned to the Dark Side. Betrayed me.' Draco sat up, licked his lips, and swallowed.
'What if I told you they didn't betray you?'
'I'd ask you if you were shitting me.'
'I'm not.' Harry sat up as well, eyes wide.
'Tell me everything.'
Draco took a deep breath.
'It was all a ruse to get you into a vulnerable state. Voldemort captured them, forced them under Imperio, and made everyone believe they'd turned. They-'
'That's too fairytale, Draco. You can't possibly mean that-'
'They're still alive, Harry.' Draco interrupted quietly.
'Don't lie to me.'
'I'm not!' Draco answered defiantly. Harry's eyes widened even more.
'Really?' He asked softly.
'Yes...' He wasn't prepared for Harry to launch himself at him. But that's what he did. He wrapped his arms around Draco and kissed him.
'I love you!' He said in between kisses. Draco hesitated. Should he...? Aw, hell, Harry just looked so cute...
'I love you, too.' He responded, shuddering with relief.
'Will you help me find them?' Harry asked eagerly.
'Sure, sure. Mmmph!' He was pushed into another kiss.
---
Three days later, they were packed and ready. Hermione and Ron were to be found in France, and Harry was bursting to see them.
Draco, however, was now less than thrilled. Sure, he was glad Harry was happy. He just didn't really like his friends, and was afraid they would be angry and upset that Harry was involved with him, for the small fact that they had last seen him as Voldemort's right hand man. They hadn't seen him practically save Harry, so naturally he was anxious.
He must have been looking distant as they prepared to Apparate, because Harry touched his arm, a concerned look on his face. 'Ready love?' He asked, smiling hopefully.
'Yeah.' Draco said, laying a very light kiss on Harry's lips.They clasped hands and Apparated from the little living room.
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:::ducks objects being chucked from readers::: I'm SOOOOOOO sorry it took me so long to update! I just didn't have any inspiration, and...and... I didn't really have any time either, but there are no excuses. I updated, and I hope you liked it! Thanks soooooo much for all of your reviews. I don't have time to acknowledge all of them right now, but I'm going to list and say one gigantic THANKS!!!! for them!
BF is home free and will be back at school next week! YAY!
ruella asked what surgery he had... well, his right lung collapsed once, and he was in the hospital for a week, and then they let him go with only 90% lung capacity, and it collapsed again a day later, so he was back in the hospital for a week, then he went in for surgery. They had to cut off a bit of the right lung that was infected. He had a small air bubble in his lung that was getting aggravated when he overused the lung, and it just popped, then reinflated, then popped again, and then they got rid of it and now he's fine!!!
Sorry for the graphicness of cutting parts off... but you asked! lol
No more stress for Claire... except in math class... but oh well!
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'You get to go home!' The medi-witch beamed. 'However... you do need supervision. Is there anyone who would be willing to stay with you for about a week? If you can't find someone, Estelle has gladly offered-'
'NOT Estelle.' Draco said. They had found out that 'spongebath' was named Estelle. 'Harry here seems like a great candidate for the job.' Harry laughed and nodded to the woman.
'I'll gladly baby Draco for a week. Or more.' He added the last part quietly, so only Draco could hear.
Harry took care of the paperwork as Draco packed up the stuff he'd been given and sent. Then, after they had both finished, Harry wrapped an arm around Draco's waist and led him to the Apparition point.
'So... your house or mine?' Harry said, and Draco shrugged. 'My choice then.' And they were transported to Harry's house, a modest building in London. He held onto Draco's waist tighter, sensing his partner's legs going weak with fatigue already. He kissed him lightly on the cheek, then, ignoring all else, swept the feather-light man into his arms and carried him to the bedroom.
'Haaaaaaaaarry!' Draco whined.
'Oh shut it.' Harry replied as he laid him down onto the bed, a nice king size bed, covered in black sheets.
'These are comfortable... what are they made of?' Draco asked, snuggling down.
'Flannel.'
'Mmm.' Harry threw off his coat and sat down on the side of the bed, too worried that if he got too close they'd end up...
'Hungry?' He asked, pushing the evil thoughts to the back of his head . :Later.: He thought.
'Not for food.' Draco said, and Harry rolled his eyes.
'No. Sleep.'
'Fiiiiiiiiiiiiine.'
'Why are you so whiny all of the sudden?'
'Because people are accusing the writer of not having a plot?' He said innocently. 'Does it really matter as long as we shag and kiss a lot?' Harry stared at his lover, running a hand through his hair.
'What the bloody hell are you on about?' He asked, bewildered. :although the snogging and shagging part sounds good...: Draco yawned and said,
'Hopefully the readers won't hate her too much...'
'Hate who?'
'Claire...'
Harry narrowed his eyes in confusion. Whatever. 'Do you want me to sleep with you?'
'Mmm... preferably naked, please.'
'You slut.' Harry laughed, but pulled his shirt off all the same. He crawled under the covers and allowed himself to become wrapped in Draco's limbs. He felt a very soft face nestle into the crook of his neck, then heard very lightly in his ear, a yawning whisper,
'L-l-love you.' Harry grinned. It sounded positively perfect dropping from those lips.
----
Three hours later, Harry woke up and still felt steady breathing against his neck. He carefully slithered out of the embrace and pulled his shirt back on, walking to the kitchen. He waved his wand and toasted some wheat bread, made some tea, and poured a bowl of cereal for himself. He placed everything on a tray and walked into his room. He set it down on the sidetable, just staring for a few seconds at the man sprawled in his bed.
'I could get used to that.' He murmured, and leaned over, placing a light kiss on Draco's forehead. 'Breakfast, love.'
'I could get used to this, you know.' Draco muttered, sitting up. Harry climbed onto the bed with the tray, handing the plate of toast to the other man and putting a spoon into his own bowl of Cheerios. Draco nibbled on his buttered toast as Harry spooned cereal into his mouth. After a few bites, Draco put the toast down and held out his hands.
'What?' Harry asked around a fresh spoonful.
'I want yours.'
'No.'
'Please?' Harry scowled and handed the bowl over. Draco grinned and ate happily. Harry chose a slice of unbitten toast and ate, watching his beloved breakfast disappear.
---
After they'd finished, they bathed and went out into the living room, curling up under a blanket on the couch. Draco wasn't sure if he really wanted to bring up the topic of Harry's dead friends, but knew it was going to come up sooner or later... especially with the news he had.
'Babe?' He asked tentatively, leaning his head to the side.
'Hmm?'
'What happened to Ron?' He looked into the green orbs that were slowly closing off.
'He died. With Hermione.'
'How?'
'They turned to the Dark Side. Betrayed me.' Draco sat up, licked his lips, and swallowed.
'What if I told you they didn't betray you?'
'I'd ask you if you were shitting me.'
'I'm not.' Harry sat up as well, eyes wide.
'Tell me everything.'
Draco took a deep breath.
'It was all a ruse to get you into a vulnerable state. Voldemort captured them, forced them under Imperio, and made everyone believe they'd turned. They-'
'That's too fairytale, Draco. You can't possibly mean that-'
'They're still alive, Harry.' Draco interrupted quietly.
'Don't lie to me.'
'I'm not!' Draco answered defiantly. Harry's eyes widened even more.
'Really?' He asked softly.
'Yes...' He wasn't prepared for Harry to launch himself at him. But that's what he did. He wrapped his arms around Draco and kissed him.
'I love you!' He said in between kisses. Draco hesitated. Should he...? Aw, hell, Harry just looked so cute...
'I love you, too.' He responded, shuddering with relief.
'Will you help me find them?' Harry asked eagerly.
'Sure, sure. Mmmph!' He was pushed into another kiss.
---
Three days later, they were packed and ready. Hermione and Ron were to be found in France, and Harry was bursting to see them.
Draco, however, was now less than thrilled. Sure, he was glad Harry was happy. He just didn't really like his friends, and was afraid they would be angry and upset that Harry was involved with him, for the small fact that they had last seen him as Voldemort's right hand man. They hadn't seen him practically save Harry, so naturally he was anxious.
He must have been looking distant as they prepared to Apparate, because Harry touched his arm, a concerned look on his face. 'Ready love?' He asked, smiling hopefully.
'Yeah.' Draco said, laying a very light kiss on Harry's lips.They clasped hands and Apparated from the little living room.
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:::ducks objects being chucked from readers::: I'm SOOOOOOO sorry it took me so long to update! I just didn't have any inspiration, and...and... I didn't really have any time either, but there are no excuses. I updated, and I hope you liked it! Thanks soooooo much for all of your reviews. I don't have time to acknowledge all of them right now, but I'm going to list and say one gigantic THANKS!!!! for them!
BF is home free and will be back at school next week! YAY!
ruella asked what surgery he had... well, his right lung collapsed once, and he was in the hospital for a week, and then they let him go with only 90% lung capacity, and it collapsed again a day later, so he was back in the hospital for a week, then he went in for surgery. They had to cut off a bit of the right lung that was infected. He had a small air bubble in his lung that was getting aggravated when he overused the lung, and it just popped, then reinflated, then popped again, and then they got rid of it and now he's fine!!!
Sorry for the graphicness of cutting parts off... but you asked! lol
No more stress for Claire... except in math class... but oh well!
soccer_chick009
kendra1117
Zephyrin Mistal, Autumn Priestess
Emma( best buuuuuddy!!)
Duddits
Brenna8
ruella
Starr Light1