When Harry arrived home from training Draco and Ron were already at his penthouse.

"Harry pet, how was your first day of training?" asked Draco smiling, finally getting to see his lion after a hard day's work with the Order.

Harry shook his head and walked up to take a seat next to Draco, "It was intense training. I told them about my new wand and now their making me train twice as hard. Everything I do with my old wand I must perfect with my new wand. It's not so bad, just that it takes me twice as long for everything."

"It's okay love. This only means that now there's no excuse for us to not be together."

"What?!" asked Harry "I thought we're already together."

"We are, I meant forever Harry. There's no way Voldemort wont die now. Your as powerful as Merlin."

"I guess your right. But I still don't know how to deal with Voldemort."

Draco got up and went behind Harry. He started rubbing Harry's shoulders.

"MMmmmm....."

Draco pulled his head down to Harry's ear and whispered, "You know Harry, there's many other things I can do with my hands. And many other ways for me to make you feel."

Harry opened his eyes and looked at Draco, "Not yet."

Draco smiled at Harry and straightened up continuing to help Harry relax. Slowly moving down Harry's back working his fingers to take the stress out of Harry.

Harry closed his eyes again. He had never felt like this before, well it was not like he had ever gone to a spa or anything before to have this done but this was sooo good. In fact, it was so good Harry fell asleep at how relaxed he was.

Harry woke up abruptly and looked at the clock. He missed dinner and then he realized that he was in his bed.

Draco walked into the room with a tray of food.

"Didn't want to wake you. You looked so adorable when you were sleeping."

Harry pulled himself up into a sitting position on his bed.

Draco sat right by his bed and uncovered his meal. It was still warm and it looked fantastic.

Harry reached for the fork and Draco pulled the tray away from Harry. "No, no. Why do you think I brought up the tray personally?"

Draco set the tray on Harry's bed and fed Harry.

"Draco, this is ridiculous. I feel like I'm 3. I can eat myself."

"Yes, but your turning me on with each bite you take. You can't do that to me if your feeding yourself now can you?"

Harry gave up. Draco was so into the relationship and they were only together one day. Although it did feel as if they had been together their entire time at Hogwarts. Those unspoken words of hate were not hate but affection trying to get to the both of them. And because secretly it was such an erotic feeling for Harry as well.

"Draco, how do you manage to turn eating into some kind of pleasure?"

"It's a gift Harry, now, if you want to see what other gifts I have you just have to say so."

Harry smiled at Draco but shook his head. "Later Draco."

"Okay!" said Draco lifting the finished dishes and left the room.

Harry was going to give Draco something special. Did he want it to be tonight though? It was so soon in their relationship but it had felt like he had waited for years.

Harry went to a drawer he had and took out a book. On the front of the book there was an inscription 'The heart is a part of the mind that can be broken by your hands and your hands alone.'

When Draco returned he was smiling evilly at Harry but Harry just gave Draco a little chuckle and motioned for Draco to join him on the bed.

Harry handed Draco the book.

"What's this?"

"It's a book full of my feelings and thoughts for you. I kept it ever since the day I walked into the Great Hall."

Draco opened it to the first page and read "I entered the Great Hall and for the first time since Sirius had been taken away from me I could feel. Something no one else could give me. But this was a different kind of feeling. This was love. This love was not a parental love, this was something that made my heart melt and break at the same time. He was sitting there with his friends, he would never love me. He didn't even look up at me and I couldn't stand it. I sat with my back to him. I couldn't look at him. He could have every guy or girl in the school, why would he choose me? Plus, he hates me, he tells me as often as he could."

Draco stopped reading and turned the page "His gold hair almost shines silver. I wonder if he's a Veela. I wouldn't be surprised if he was. He looks better than all the Veela girls I've ever seen, I wonder if Veela boys exist. Anyway, his gray eyes that reveal the midnight sky. I want to be embraced in it. I want to be wrapped around in his vision. To see nothing but his eyes."

Draco turned a few more pages into the book "We fought today, he punched me after I caught the snitch. Every time his flesh came in contact with mine I felt like the world has a new sign of hope. It didn't matter that I was in pain, it didn't matter that I was bleeding and probably half dead. He touched me, and it made the world shine brighter, brighter than it ever had before."

Draco closed the book. If he kept reading he would cry in front of Harry and he was still a Malfoy even if he didn't want to be. 'No emotions', he reminded himself.

Draco simply took hold of the back of Harry's neck and pulled them together for the embrace.

Harry was getting better, if that was even possible. He had his lips parted before Draco's lips touched his.

Harry let out a light moan and hearing that made Draco's insides spin. He was making Harry feel. He made Harry feel, he brought life to his lion and Draco growled in Harry's mouth.

Harry pressed their bodies together while bringing Draco down on the bed. Draco felt like he was holding on for dear life. He gently placed the book on the table beside the bed and brought his hand to Harry's back to caress Harry's strong form.

Draco tasted the food he had just fed Harry. He never knew the food could taste so good when it was combined with the taste of Harry's mouth.

Harry was running his hands all over Draco and he could feel Draco's erection against his thigh.