The next morning we spent sitting in the living room, just sipping on butterbeer and talking.
It was really nice. The way George smiled at me made me almost forget what kind of situation I was in at the moment.
He went out into the kitchen to get some more to drink and when he came back, he did not sit down on the chair in front of my like before, he sat down just next to me on the sofa. So close that our legs touched.
Just that slight touch sent a fire burning on my skin and in my heart and I had to take a deep breath in order to control myself.
When I met his eyes I could see that he too felt something, his cheeks were slightly flushed and his eyes looked like they were on fire.
Just as I was about to clear my thought to say something, George leaned in and gently placed his lips on mine.
My mind went blank, but my body stayed in control. I felt myself kissing him back and my hands snaked around his neck and my fingers played a little with his hair.
George was the one to deepen the kiss. With his tongue he asked for access to my mouth and I gladly gave it to him.
The kissing grew hungrier and hungrier until we both were short of breath and had to pull away.
We sat there just breathing heavily and gazing into each others eyes for a few moments in silence before we spoke.
"uhm that was….." I began with a soft voice.
"Bloody brilliant!" George said and took my hand in his.
I smiled at him and nodded.
The rest of the day we spent inside, having another cooking lesson. This time was just as nuts as the last time, maybe even more so.
We even had a food fight, and started kissing with cream and chocolate all over our faces.
If someone would have said to me that I would one day find it very sexy to snog while having a food fight and being all covered in food, I would have called them idiots.
My, how times change.
The glow in my eyes could only be matched by the glow in George's eyes. I could tell he liked me as much as I liked him and it baffled me.
Here I was with the man I had fancied since school and never having believed in a million years I would ever have.
George smiled at me and put his arms around me holding me close.
"What are you thinking Draco?" he asked as he gave me a light kiss.
"It just amazes me that we are doing this, us. I never thought you would ever look at me the way you are right now. I meen, I am a Malfoy and you are a Weasley."
He just laughed at my insecurity.
"Draco, I liked the way you looked in school too, I would have snagged you way back then if you hadn't been such a prat at the time. You are not the same boy you were then. You are a man now, and you've come to terms with your past. I could tell the difference that day you came into the shop, by the way you looked at me."
I just stood there, looking at him and smiling. I knew he meant what he said.
It still scared me. Things had happened so fast, it was not many days ago that I came to their shop in pain.
Then again, sometimes good things just happen to you right out of the blue.
A few simple cleaning spells later we were both nice and clean and we could sit down and enjoy the meal that we had tried to cook.
The potatoes were ok, but the chicken was all burned and black. The chocolate cake for dessert we decided to save until later.
We grabbed our coats and went out to eat instead.
The Auror that was outside our door, here name was Tonks, she had to follow us at a distance to make sure we were safe,
We ended up at a small cafe that had the best burgers and fries in all of Diagon Alley.
After about half an hour of eating I ha to use the loo so I got up and went into the shop.
Tonks was still on the other side of the street so she did not follow me into the loo. Thank goodness.
What I did not see was that a small man walked inside just after me.
Just as I was about to go out again, the small man transformed in front of me to Vincent Crabbe.
I was startled and took a step back.
"Well hello there Draco. I see you're out to dinner with that Weasley twin scum!"
I felt a rage build up inside of me at the way he said those words and the way he looked at me.
"Get out of my way Crabbe. It is none of your business what I am doing with my time. So piss off!"
He just laughed at me, the same dry laugh I was used to hearing from my father and his death eater friends.
"Let me guess, you've joined the death eaters have you?! Don't you realise that you're so called leader is dead? Potter killed him if I am not mistaken." I said with as much venom in my voice as I could muster.
Crabbe just shrugged and took out his wand.
Before I had time to react he had cast a full body bind on me and I was laying on the floor, unable to move.
Just then I could hear screams coming from outside, and the door to the loo burst open.
Someone muttered a locomotor spell on me and I hovered in front of that someone, only seeing the blue sky above me, hearing the screams all around me.
After a few minutes the man stopped us and put a can of soda on my belly and places his own hands on it. Within seconds I felt I was being transported far away.
The can was a portkey.