Secrets withheld

Chapter six

Harry awoke early the next morning with a tingly feeling in his stomach. He couldn't wait to see Draco the anticipation near killing him he wanted to see Draco that badly. He couldn't even eat his breakfast that Remus had cooked for him.

He dressed quickly but carefully, eager to leave; he couldn't wait much longer. Making sure he looked fabulous and getting his godparents approval he headed off to their agreed meeting place.

Draco meanwhile had begged with his father to no avail to rearrange the date he would go into the office with Lucius, however with no liable excuse to give him there wasn't much room for argument. So just before he left he rang the restaurant where he had first meet Harry and left a message, as it wasn't open yet.

He now seriously regretted not exchanging numbers with Harry, he just hoped that Harry had it in his heart to forgive him for no showing up.

It was a cold day as it was nearing the end of the hot summer days, there was a cool breeze blowing giving Harry Goosebumps, he was still wearing Draco's jacket, he had fallen in love with this jacket, whenever he wore it he could smell Draco.

He was fifteen minutes late, but Harry didn't give up hope, Draco could still show. Half an hour past and there was still no sign of him, an entire hour had gone by and there was no word. After an hour and a half Harry gave up hope, it was starting to rain and he didn't want to catch a cold so he started heading back home.

He tried desperately not to cry as he walked along the high street. He saw his brother standing on a street corner ahead of him and he quickly crossed the road not wanting any trouble, fortunately Will didn't see him.

When Harry got home the rain had soaked him to the skin. He had taken off the jacket not wanting to wear anything that reminded him of Draco, let alone anything that was his. Remus, upon hearing the front door, came into the hallway where Harry stood drenched and crying.

"Harry, what's wrong, what happened?"

"He didn't show, I waited there for near two hours and he never showed up." Harry sobbed as Remus hugged him. Harry returned the embrace and cried into his godfather's shoulder.

"Don't worry Har, it doesn't mean that he's not interested, just maybe something came up and he couldn't call."

"We never exchanged numbers." Harry said still teary eyed but letting Remus go.

"There we are, you'll see him soon and he'll explain everything, how about you go and get changed and we watch movies and eat brownies." Harry smiled at his godfather. "Freshly made today." Remus tempted.

"Alright, you're on."

The rest of the day was spent curled up on the sofa eating homemade cakes, cookies and brownies. They watched three movies in total and had a good laugh. Harry was immensely cheered up by the time Sirius came home from the restaurant that evening.

"Hey guys how you been." Sirius asked as he walked through the door. "Harry, there was a message for you on the answer phone at the restaurant, it was your lover boy."

At the sound of this Harry jumped to his feet and rushed to Sirius who was hanging his coat up.

"What did it say." He demanded staring at his godfather.

"Just that he's sorry he couldn't make it and he'll see you soon."

"Is that it?"

"Yeah I think so why, what happened?"

At this Harry's heart gave a flutter, Draco hadn't stood him up after all. It had all been a mistake. "Did he leave his number?"

"Actually he did, I have it here somewhere." Sirius rummaged in his pockets and brought out a small scrap of paper, which Harry snatched from his grasp.

"Can I use the phone...you do have a phone right."

"Yes we do...it's over there." Sirius pointed as Remus walked into the hallway smiling and started explaining to his lover why Harry was acting the way he was. They both had a laugh as Harry dialled the number of Draco's mobile.

It rang once, twice, three times before Draco picked up.

"Hello, Draco Malfoy speaking."

"Hey Draco, its Harry."

"Hey Har, I'm so sorry I didn't meet you, do you hate me?"

"Nope, just don't do it again, I missed you today."

"I'm sorry, my dad said I had to go in the office with him and wouldn't take no for an answer, I'm really, really sorry Harry."

"Stop apologising already and ask me out again."

"Alright, want to go out with me tomorrow?"

"Depends." Harry said cheekily. "Where are you taking me?"

"Mmmmm, I was thinking a romantic meal for two at Marco's and then a walk along the beach as the sun sets."

"Sounds perfect. I'll meet you..."

"Give me the address for your godparents house and I'll pick you up from there."

"Alright." Harry gave Draco the address and they talked until Remus shouted Harry for dinner and only then did they hang up the phone. Harry felt happier than he had ever felt in a long time after that.

"So, did you make up with your boyfriend?" Sirius asked as they ate.

Harry finished his mouthful before replying. "Actually yes, and I won't be here for dinner tomorrow."

"Oooooo, so where is lover boy taking you?"

"Draco, is taking me to Marco's."

"Wow, I'm impressed, but don't stay out to late alright."

"Yes Remy, whatever you say."

Harry could barely sleep that night. He was nervous and going over various outfits that he could wear, however nothing that he owned was really suitable for Marco's which was a posh Italian place in the nicer area of town.

He decided he was going to go riffling through Sirius and Remus' wardrobes tomorrow to find something nice to wear. Compared to Draco he was going to look lie a poor man trying to look rich but wasn't that what he was?

At daybreak Harry was up, he drank some coffee and switched the T.V on low volume so not to wake his godparents who still slept upstairs.

He had drunk at least six cups of coffee and had gone to the bathroom three times before anyone began to stir. At which point Harry headed back up to take a shower and make it look like he had just awoken.

He skipped breakfast again by trying to relax in the shower, it helped a little, he washed his hair and then his body however as soon as he got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist his nervous all came rushing back to him.

He dressed in jeans and a T-shirt before going downstairs again. Here Sirius mocked and teased him and Remus joined him. Harry had known that his was coming and had ignored it.

"If you two continue I'm not going to ask for any help to get ready." Harry threatened, he knew they loved to help him get ready especially for important dates such as this.

No sooner had Harry said this than they were all upstairs scanning the contents of his wardrobe.

"None of this screams wear me." Sirius huffed; crossing his arms over his chest as Remus frowned in despair.

"You know what this means Siri." Remus said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, Remy I do." Sirius replied.

"What are you planning?" Harry asked half-afraid of what his godparents were planning.

"SHOPPING" They said in unison. Harry blinked, once, twice then smiled. Yes, shopping was a very good idea.

Only an hour later the three of them were in the shopping centre and Harry was already laden down with six shopping bags and they were no where near stopping.

"How about this?" Sirius asked holding up a pair of leather pants.

"Mmmmm, I'm not sure, Harry doesn't want to seem desperate." Remus replied before turning to Harry. "What do you think Har?"

"I'm not sure, I think I agree with Remy and besides I already have a pair in one of these bags. I think I have enough clothes."

"Let's just say it's a belated birthday present. Since we didn't do anything yesterday."

Harry smiled; well actually he hadn't stopped smiling all day. It wasn't just the shopping and the thought of seeing Draco, it was his life in general, it was just great. He had finally got away from his parents and found the most gorgeous boyfriend, he didn't think his life could get any better.

When they finally got home loaded with shopping bags Harry had roughly two hours until Draco picked him up. He left Remus and Sirius considering his outfit while he showered.

By the time the doorbell rang Harry looked absolutely fabulous. He was wearing a pair of black jeans the clung hungrily to his hips and crotch. Sirius had picked a light purple shirt that clung to Harry's upper body, it was made from a thin material that Harry didn't recognize but if a cool wind blew he didn't stand a chance.

Over the top of the shirt he planed on wearing Draco's jacket, He checked his appearance in the mirror, rufled his hair and answered the door.

"Hey Harry, you look wonderful."

"Thank you, so do you."

Draco really did, he was waring balck dresspants and a deep red silk shirt. His hair fell in curtains into his silver eyes. The blonde leaned forward and kissed Harry's cheek making the younger buy blush slightly as he knew his godparents would be watching.

"So are you ready to go."

"Yeah, just let me grab my jacket."

Draco watched him pick it up and grined. "Don't you mean my jacket?"

Harry grinned sheepishly as he picked it up. "Yeah well, it's a nice jacket."

"Then it's yours."

I hope you liked this. Their actual date in the next chapter finally. So any way please review. SS