A/N Sorry it's been taking so long, I'm trying, really I am! VERY short, but I wanna get this up.
Over the next few weeks, Harry's friends started to notice his absence. He didn't sit with them in class, he didn't sit with them at lunch, hell, he didn't even call them anymore. He spent every weekend with Draco and seemed to be on an entirely distant planet. And perhaps he was.
"Dray?" Harry was twirling his fingers in the blonde mop of hair that was settled on his stomach.
"Yea?" the blonde head twisted awkwardly to respond. His gray eyes shining like mercury.
"Lets go somewhere today." Harry placed both his hands on either side of Draco's pale face. Draco sat up, causing Harry's hands to fall back into his lap.
"You're hands are Freezing, and where would you like to go?" Harry could tell he was tired, not only by the slight slur in his speech, but also from the dark shadows under his eyes.
Harry shrugged and stood up, walked over to his desk and picked up his wallet. Shoving it into the back pocket of his jeans he walked back over to where Draco was still lying on the bed. He sat down next to him and leant down, kissing the other boy's nose. He looked up at Harry, then maneuvered around him and got up off the bed.
Harry didn't know what to make of it. Every time he got close to Draco, Draco moved away. It was almost as if the thought of being that close to Harry disgusted him. Harry hadn't said anything yet, but the fact that his boyfriend didn't want to kiss him was starting to bother him. He followed Dray out of the room and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Wanna tell me what's up?" He spoke softly, so as not to make Draco think he was mad. He wasn't, he just wanted to know what was going on, he wanted an explanation as to why his boyfriend barely wanted to go anywhere near him. "Did I do something wrong?"
Draco looked at him with pained eyes. Harry knew that look; it was the look that Draco wore when he was arguing inwardly with himself. "I don't want you to think I don't like you." He started slowly and softly, like he was talking only with himself. He breathed out heavily and then looked up into Harry's face. "I do want to be close to you, I do want to..... to kiss you." His cheeks went slightly red, but Harry was more interested in the fact that Draco had practically read his mind. He smiled at him reassuringly and then pulled him into a hug. Draco held onto him tightly as if he were never going to let go.
"When the time is right, it'll happen. Don't stress about it, Dray. Everything will be better than fine." He kissed Draco's forehead lightly and wandered back into his room. The sounds of keys could be heard as Harry picked them up off the floor and headed back out of his bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Draco loved Harry's room. He loved the pictures on the wall. He loved the black t-shirt material bedspread. He loved the way it was so neat and tidy. He loved the fact that there was a lock on his door. But most of all, he loved the way it smelt like Harry. He wasn't sure what it was that was stopping him from jumping Harry every time he saw him!! Maybe it was just the fact that he'd never been in a relationship before.
"Hey, wanna see a movie?" Harry asked, locking the front door behind him and shoving his keys into his pocket. "I don't know what's on, but we could make a day of it." At that moment, Harry's mobile phone rang. After a lot of nodding, explaining what he and Draco were doing and an attempt to dissuade him, Harry groaned and explained to Draco that Seamus had just invited himself to the movie too. Draco tried not to look disappointed, but followed Harry up the road toward the bus stop quietly.
They met Seamus there and between the three of them decided to see "Scream 3", a very pathetic attempt at a third installment of the famous 'Scream' saga. After the movie and bad Chinese for lunch, the three hopped on a bus back to Harry's place and collapsed on the bed. Seamus pulled the spare out from under Harry's bed and collapsed on that.
After a while, Harry put his arm around Draco stiffly, fearing his reaction, but felt overwhelmingly relieved when Draco snuggled against him. They lay there for a while, Harry contemplating whether he should just leave everything alone and not stuff it all up, and Draco almost falling asleep. Harry looked down at Seamus who was, so it looked, asleep on the floor below them. He couldn't take it any longer. Harry leaned over and placed his lips on Draco's.