Once upon a time, Harry and Draco had had to sneak around to see each other. Both were glad to be rid of the secrecy now, despite the occasional nasty comment. At times Harry missed it purely because it had meant Draco had to control himself in public. Nowadays, they didn't bother with subtly. Draco smiled and winked at Harry across the dinner tables, and jerked his head towards the doors of the Great Hall. They greeted each at the end of tables and Draco placed his arm around Harry's waist as they sauntered out. They left a trail of stares and whispers behind them.

As soon as they emerged into the Entrance Hall Draco dragged Harry down the Corridor to a quiet corner and pinned him against the wall. Harry blushed, but smiled coyly. Draco leaned closer and kissed him, slow and sexy; both closed their eyes and smiled into each others lips.

Harry heard the footsteps approaching first and, being the slightly more conservative of the pair, pushed Draco off of himself. Draco whined and grasped Harry's wrists, and pinned them to the wall above Harry's head. Harry squirmed, but when Draco kissed him with more fire than before, Harry succumbed and moaned into his mouth, forgetting entirely that someone was about to see them.

"Oh, Merlin. Get a room, would you?" Angelina Johnson said good naturedly as she approached them, heading towards the common room.

"Don't mine if I do," Draco said happily, raising his eyebrows at her. She rolled her chocolaty brown eyes but smiled as Draco seized a doorknob and he and Harry disappeared through the door.

The empty classroom was full of extra tables and chairs, not unlike the one Dumbledore had recently locked them in.

"What are we doing in here?" Harry asked. Draco looked at him pointedly. "I mean why can't we go back to my common room and hang out with Ron and Hermione?"

"Because," said Draco, taking Harry's hands in his again, but quite tenderly this time. "I don't think Ron would appreciate having to see the things I have in mind right now."

"Oh," Harry said, intrigued. Then his face fell.

"What wrong?" Draco asked gently.

"I'm used to being whispered about, Draco. It doesn't bother me. But…. I wish people realised we're not some joke, you know. I wish they knew how I feel about you. Maybe then they wouldn't judge us so much."

"Who?"

"Everyone. All those people who think we're just together for the sex, like Pansy said."

Draco mentally cursed the girl.

"Harry, we know. That's all that matters… Who cares what they think anyway?"

"Well, I do, a bit. Sometimes I wonder- you love to kiss me in public so much. What are you trying to prove? Harry was serious but Draco had to laugh.

"Harry! The only thing I'm trying to prove is how much I care about you! And the only person I care about proving that to is you!"

"Oh," Harry said quietly, feeling silly. Draco touched his lips to Harry's gently.

"Believe me?"

"Yeah. But then why the public displays?"

"Because I don't care if we're alone or in a crowd. I always want to… show you how I feel about you."

Harry shivered, knowing Draco had censored what he was really thinking.

"So you do you love me?" Harry said, smiling, knowing it was a silly question he already knew the answer to.

"Well I wasn't going to say anything, but since you brought it up, well... no, not really." Draco joked.

"Draco," Harry complained.

"So you're not going to say it?" Harry pouted. Draco nodded with a wide smile and pulled Harry close. Harry contemplated fighting it but instead let himself relax into Draco's lithe body, sighing.

"So it is just about sex for you?"

"Would you blame me?"

Harry looked into Draco's misty grey eyes, smiling at the laughter in them. "No, it is pretty phenomenal sex."

Draco's hands drifted slowly down Harry's sides, Harry shuddered with pleasure at the gentle touch. He closed the small distance between them and captured Draco's lips. One of Draco's hands moved to the front of Harry's pants. He pulled back and scolded Draco playfully. "Not until you say it."

Draco pulled him close again and whispered in his ear, "I love you. Even when you're being a total tease."

"You know what you are?" Harry said wistfully, gazing at Draco's face.

"Dead sexy?" Draco guessed.

"Well, yes but that's not-"

"Adorable?"

"Yeah but-"

"Completely unworthy of you?"

"No!"

"Then what?"

"Talkative."

"You don't want to talk?" Draco smirked.

"Not really," answered Harry coyly.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Why don't you show me those things you were thinking of doing to me that would upset Ron?"