Dressed in jeans and t-shirts Harry and Draco descended down to the
quiditch pitch, it wasn't as large as the one at Hogwarts but it was very
impressive.
Harry got on the broom being offered to him almost at once and took off. Draco hadn't seen him that happy in a very long time. Draco soon joined him after letting out the snitch for them to try and catch.
They flew after it, dodging obstacles as they went; it took them back to their childhood at Hogwarts and their rivalry. It had seemed so important and necessary at the time now it seemed like a petty squabble between them.
Draco stopped to marvel at his Harry flying, he was perfection, everything that had happened between them during the time the Gryffindor had been at Malfoy Manor was gone, a distant memory, today was perfect.
In the moment Draco had stopped to stare and marvel Harry had caught the snitch and was flying toward him holding it tightly in his clenched fist.
"I beat you." He mocked.
"Only because you distracted me."
"And how did I do that?"
"By giving me the most perfect view of your arse."
"And was that your excuse when we played each other at school as well?"
"It's always been my excuse."
Draco kissed Harry lightly on the lips, their foreheads touching. The moments they shared always seemed to be so loving, yet they had minimal sexual contact. Draco couldn't have asked for a better relationship.
"Can we go get some lunch then?"
"Sure but we're not going anywhere, the house elves will bring it to us, I believe they will be setting it up by the river that runs through the grounds."
"You didn't have to go through all that trouble for me."
"No I didn't but I'm glad I did, you're worth it you know."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes, you should be loved Harry, you're a special person, and I'm lucky to be the one who loves you."
The couple by this time had gently drifted down to the ground and were now dismounting brooms.
"I don't understand why you love me."
"Because you're beautiful, smart, loving, have the most wonderful eyes, your pink lips, and your kind, delicate but strong, determined, stubborn; would you like me to continue?"
"No, no, your alright." Harry said quickly trying to hide the fact he was blushing like a school girl. "If we're being completely honest, I've never been loved before."
"Then I am honoured to be the first person to have loved you."
They walked up to where Draco had arranged a picnic for them hand in hand. They sat down on the plush cream blanket admiring the lovely spread that the house elves had provided.
They talked about various topics, there were odd pauses in conversation when nobody knew hat to say but the afternoon soon past and the sun was beginning to set. Draco watched its progress, as did Harry, each admiring the beauty and the vibrant colours.
As the night took over from day a cool breeze blew lightly over them making both shiver. Draco offered his hand for Harry to get up, they left the left over food and blanket, the house elves would clear that up later.
Heading back toward the manor in silence, just existing together. It was a new experience for both. Harry had never fully understood what it meant to be loved whereas Draco had never been in a relationship where his partner had not just wanted sex from him. They were both enjoying the change; it would seem that they were what each other needed.
Draco lead Harry to one of the seven living rooms, the fire had already been lit and it gave the room a cosy feel to it. They sat down on the black leather sofa, Harry resting his head on Draco's shoulder. The blonde placed his arm around the Gryffindor's shoulders with great care so not to startle him.
The silence was golden between them, no words needed to be spoken, it was...perfect and it wasn't broken until Harry announced that he was tired and wanted to go up to bed. Draco then insisted on escorting him their safely, even though they knew there were no dangers to speak of.
Draco opened the door for his boyfriend and Harry couldn't help but gasp at the sight that met his eyes. Draco had taken the trouble, or got a house elf to do it for him, the latter more likely, to decorate Harry's room. There were flowers of all kinds every where. Roses, daffodils, daisy's, lily's, pansy's and all varied in colour and size. There were sprig's of lavender every where giving the room a pleasing odour. Harry turned to face Draco, a joyous glint in his eye.
"Thank you." He said, the tone of his voice a mixture of so many emotions he couldn't tell what was mixed in with them but it was obvious he was ecstatic with happiness.
"I also have a gift for you, I know I shouldn't have but it isn't much."
"Oh Draco, thank you so much."
The blonde brought out a jewellery box and opened it for Harry to pear inside. The velvet lined box contained a silver identity bracelet with the initials H and D entwined together.
Harry bit his lip lightly as he admired the beauty of it. "I can't accept this, it's too lovely."
"Harry don't be silly, as soon as I saw it I knew you'd like it, consider it an early birthday present."
Harry got on the broom being offered to him almost at once and took off. Draco hadn't seen him that happy in a very long time. Draco soon joined him after letting out the snitch for them to try and catch.
They flew after it, dodging obstacles as they went; it took them back to their childhood at Hogwarts and their rivalry. It had seemed so important and necessary at the time now it seemed like a petty squabble between them.
Draco stopped to marvel at his Harry flying, he was perfection, everything that had happened between them during the time the Gryffindor had been at Malfoy Manor was gone, a distant memory, today was perfect.
In the moment Draco had stopped to stare and marvel Harry had caught the snitch and was flying toward him holding it tightly in his clenched fist.
"I beat you." He mocked.
"Only because you distracted me."
"And how did I do that?"
"By giving me the most perfect view of your arse."
"And was that your excuse when we played each other at school as well?"
"It's always been my excuse."
Draco kissed Harry lightly on the lips, their foreheads touching. The moments they shared always seemed to be so loving, yet they had minimal sexual contact. Draco couldn't have asked for a better relationship.
"Can we go get some lunch then?"
"Sure but we're not going anywhere, the house elves will bring it to us, I believe they will be setting it up by the river that runs through the grounds."
"You didn't have to go through all that trouble for me."
"No I didn't but I'm glad I did, you're worth it you know."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes, you should be loved Harry, you're a special person, and I'm lucky to be the one who loves you."
The couple by this time had gently drifted down to the ground and were now dismounting brooms.
"I don't understand why you love me."
"Because you're beautiful, smart, loving, have the most wonderful eyes, your pink lips, and your kind, delicate but strong, determined, stubborn; would you like me to continue?"
"No, no, your alright." Harry said quickly trying to hide the fact he was blushing like a school girl. "If we're being completely honest, I've never been loved before."
"Then I am honoured to be the first person to have loved you."
They walked up to where Draco had arranged a picnic for them hand in hand. They sat down on the plush cream blanket admiring the lovely spread that the house elves had provided.
They talked about various topics, there were odd pauses in conversation when nobody knew hat to say but the afternoon soon past and the sun was beginning to set. Draco watched its progress, as did Harry, each admiring the beauty and the vibrant colours.
As the night took over from day a cool breeze blew lightly over them making both shiver. Draco offered his hand for Harry to get up, they left the left over food and blanket, the house elves would clear that up later.
Heading back toward the manor in silence, just existing together. It was a new experience for both. Harry had never fully understood what it meant to be loved whereas Draco had never been in a relationship where his partner had not just wanted sex from him. They were both enjoying the change; it would seem that they were what each other needed.
Draco lead Harry to one of the seven living rooms, the fire had already been lit and it gave the room a cosy feel to it. They sat down on the black leather sofa, Harry resting his head on Draco's shoulder. The blonde placed his arm around the Gryffindor's shoulders with great care so not to startle him.
The silence was golden between them, no words needed to be spoken, it was...perfect and it wasn't broken until Harry announced that he was tired and wanted to go up to bed. Draco then insisted on escorting him their safely, even though they knew there were no dangers to speak of.
Draco opened the door for his boyfriend and Harry couldn't help but gasp at the sight that met his eyes. Draco had taken the trouble, or got a house elf to do it for him, the latter more likely, to decorate Harry's room. There were flowers of all kinds every where. Roses, daffodils, daisy's, lily's, pansy's and all varied in colour and size. There were sprig's of lavender every where giving the room a pleasing odour. Harry turned to face Draco, a joyous glint in his eye.
"Thank you." He said, the tone of his voice a mixture of so many emotions he couldn't tell what was mixed in with them but it was obvious he was ecstatic with happiness.
"I also have a gift for you, I know I shouldn't have but it isn't much."
"Oh Draco, thank you so much."
The blonde brought out a jewellery box and opened it for Harry to pear inside. The velvet lined box contained a silver identity bracelet with the initials H and D entwined together.
Harry bit his lip lightly as he admired the beauty of it. "I can't accept this, it's too lovely."
"Harry don't be silly, as soon as I saw it I knew you'd like it, consider it an early birthday present."