Author Note: Wee! Only two and a half weeks, what an improvement from last time's what, month maybe more, I don't remember, but anyways, I'm so happy! Oh, and this is my longest chapter yet, I really think you guys are going to love this chapter and if you don't then I'll cry. I had so much fun with this chapter. Well, as far as I know there are only going to be two more chapters after this until they leave for Hogwarts, so enjoy the fluff while it lasts. When they get to school, their love is going to be tested to the limit. Oh and one last note, if I started a Yahoo Group, would anyone join? Ok, well on to the story! Enjoy!
Chapter 10 – To Woo a Star
"Draco…Draco…wake up sleepyhead!" Draco groggily opened his eyes: blinking rapidly in a vain attempt to excavate the sleep from his eyes. "Come on, sit up! Breakfast is served!" Harry happily chirped as Draco rubbed his eyes and sat up.
Harry placed a floating tray of food in front of Draco. It seemed that he had taken a plank off of the levitation cart and used it instead as a levitation tray for the breakfast Tom had left at the door earlier that morning.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Draco asked questioningly.
"Don't worry, I'm not really hungry. Besides, I've got a big day planned for the two of us." Harry replied as Draco picked up the silverware.
Wait a minute, the two of us? Draco was just about to ask what Harry meant, when he saw the small white flower laying across his napkin: a shooting star. Draco picked it up and turned to face Harry who had a smile on his face.
"Oh Harry, it's my favorite flower! How did you know?" At this question Sinilu immediately puffed up her feathers in an overly proud manner.
"With a little help from Sinilu here." Sinilu nipped Harry on the ear. "Alright, alright, a lot of help from Sinilu." Sinilu gave an approving chirp and then promptly flew out the open window. Draco giggled madly at the scene. "Now hurry up and finish eating, you still have to get dressed and we don't want to be late, now do we?" Only now did Draco realize that Harry was already dressed in a silky-red, long-sleeved, button-down shirt and a pair of blue jeans; both, items that Draco had picked out for him yesterday.
"Late for what?" Draco asked, but Harry either didn't hear him or wasn't listening, instead he was digging madly through Draco's trunk. Draco took this opportunity to quickly gulp down his breakfast.
Harry came back over to him a moment later and tossed a green silk shirt similar to Harry's, except for the color, and a pair of black jeans onto the bed.
"Here, wear this!" Draco set the tray aside and quickly climbed out of bed as Harry started putting on his shoes.
"Harry, what's going on", Draco demanded.
"Look, don't worry about it. Just hurry up and get dressed or I'll turn around and watch you." Draco blushed furiously before grabbing the clothes off the bed and quickly changing. Harry was tempted to sneak a peek anyways, but the thought of ruining his plans by making Draco upset proved to be the loudest voice of reason.
As soon as Draco had finished changing, Harry pressed a pair of shoes into his hands before running back over to his trunk and grabbing two light jackets. Draco slowly put on his shoes as Harry put on one of the jackets and then helped Draco into his.
Harry looked extremely nervous as he went over a long list of things in his head; constantly patting his pockets as he checked item after item off the list in his head. When it seemed as though everything was in order, Harry pulled the hood of his jacket over his head and pulled the strings tight until you could barely see any of his face. Then he grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him out the door. Draco barely had time to lock the door before Harry yanked him through the hall and down the stairs.
"Harry, where are we going?" Draco nearly wined.
"Shhh…Just come on." Harry pulled Draco swiftly towards the door that led to the muggle streets: dodging expertly between the large crowds of people: a skill that no doubt had come from years of Quidditch training.
"Hey Draco." Harry was stopped dead in his tracks. He turned around to see Tom standing behind Draco with a hand firmly gripping his shoulder. "Where you off to in such a hurry, and who's this fellow?" Draco thought quickly and desperately before replying.
"We're just going off to have some fun." Draco then leaned in close and whispered into Tom's ear, "He's the one I told you about last night, but he's really shy, and so don't say anything." A smile crept across Tom's face as Draco pulled back.
"I see. Well, you two have fun then. And Draco, please be careful", Tom added as his face took on a serious look.
"We will, I promise." And with that Draco pulled Harry the rest of the way, until they were outside. "Well, that was close."
"Too close. By the way, what did you say to him?"
"Uhh… Nothing in particular", Draco replied as Harry undid his hood and pulled it back, messing up his already messy hair even more, "So, where are we going?" Draco asked, hoping to change the subject, which it did.
"It's a surprise. Now come on or we're going to be late." Harry replied as he started walking down the street. Draco hurried to catch up and then fell into step beside him.
They walked in silence for blocks: each trying to think of something to say, but both failing miserably. Draco was eager to know what Harry was planning and where he was going with all this, but was almost afraid to ask. Harry seemed so determined in whatever it was, but Draco had a feeling he knew, and if he was right, the day was only going to end in tears. He wasn't trying to hurt Harry, honestly he wasn't, but he knew that this way there would be a lot less grief, for both of them. But how could he explain this to Harry, how could he let him down softly, how could he make him understand that this was the only way. Sure he felt something for Harry, he'd even go so far as to say he loved him, but that was exactly the reason why things had to be this way. He wanted to protect Harry, and if this was the only way, then so be it, that's the way it would be.
Harry looked nervously over at Draco. He wished so badly that he could know what Draco was thinking. Everything about today had to be absolutely perfect: nothing less would do. This was his only chance to make Draco see how much he meant to him and that being apart was the only thing that could hurt him now. He had to make Draco understand that he didn't care what anyone thought, that none of that was important. He had to make Draco see how much he loved him and he hoped, that if everything went according to plan, Draco would be his by the evening's end.
The pair turned one final corner before running into a long line of people waiting impatiently outside of a movie theatre. Harry quickly pulled Draco with him to the back of the line.
"I knew we should have gotten here earlier", Harry mumbled to himself. The fact was that he'd never been to the movies before and especially not on the first day the movie was showing. He guessed that Draco had never been either, by the curious look on his face.
"So, now are you going to tell me where we are?" Draco asked as the line finally began moving into the theatre.
"We're here to see the muggle movie Snow in July, it's supposed to be a romance about this man who falls in love with one of his employees and this huge controversial upstart that it causes. I think you'll like it." Harry added hopefully as he pulled two tickets out of his back pocket and handed them to the man at the door; another bit of help Sinilu had supplied.
"Theatre six, three doors down on your right and please enjoy the movie." The man said as he handed back the ticket stubs. Harry quickly pocketed them before dragging Draco over to the concession stand and buying them each a soda and popcorn.
They made their way into theatre six and found two seats almost directly in the middle. The two of them munched away at their popcorn as the theater slowly began to fill up. Draco was in undeniable awe as he watched the numerous previews run: constantly pointing out movies he wanted to see, and Harry promising to take him to each and every one.
As they finished their popcorn, the lights began to dim, and Draco shifted nervously in his seat.
"Don't worry", Harry whispered, " it just means the movies starting." Draco nodded and relaxed, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Draco's eyes were glued to the screen while Harry's were glued on Draco. He spotted Draco's hand on the armrest and decided immediately that it was a perfect opportunity. Slowly, he moved his hand over Draco's and tried to hold his hand, but the moment Draco felt it, he whipped his hand out of Harry's reach and starred at him in pure shock. After an awkward moment, Draco finally turned back to the screen: placing his hands defiantly in his lap. Harry's head fell in utter defeat. This was going to be harder than he thought.
Harry tried to become interested in the movie, but it was nearly impossible with the thought of Draco beside him. He kept stealing glances and sighing with the fact that he was so close and yet so far away.
After nearly an hour, Harry decided it was time to try again. He nonchalantly slipped his arm behind Draco's head and across the back of the chair. It took a moment for Draco to realize what Harry was doing, and his reaction was not what Harry was hoping for. Draco pulled back sharply and turned to Harry with a hurt face.
"Please don't make this any harder than it already is", Draco whispered. His voice cracked at the end and he quickly turned back to the screen as Harry slowly pulled his arm back.
Harry couldn't help but wonder if he was doing more harm than good as he watched a tear fall silently down Draco's cheek. Luckily, the evening wasn't over yet, and he still had a chance. He was going to make Draco his if it was the last thing he did.
Harry forced himself to watch the rest of the movie: scoffing haughtily at the perfectly happy ending of the movie. Draco though, seemed to have enjoyed the sappy ending by the sweet smile on his face.
As the lights came back on Harry quickly stood and began making his way out of the theatre with Draco close in tow. Draco wondered whether or not Harry was mad at him, but this fear was quickly dashed as they made it into the main lobby.
"Do you need to tinkle?" Harry asked jokingly as he turned around to face Draco. Draco blushed a vibrant shade of red.
"What?!" Harry chuckled at the shocked look on Draco's face as he dragged him over to the bathroom.
When they were finished, the two left the movie theatre in silence.
"Thank you…for the movie…I had a really good time today." Harry stopped.
"Hey, the days only just begun, I'm not through with you yet."
"Harry…" but before Draco could finish, Harry had already grabbed his hand and began dragging him down the street.
"Where are we going", Draco wined as Harry dragged him down what seemed like the twentieth street.
"It's another surprise. Just be patient, we're almost there." Sure enough, not a moment later, Harry stopped them in front of a fancy-looking restaurant: Starlit Memoir.
"Oh, wow…" Draco breathed.
"Come on", Harry said as he opened the door for Draco to enter. Draco immediately gaped at what he saw inside. The restaurant was huge, and what really put him in awe was the fact that it was two stories. The upper level was where the tables were placed; each adorned with candles and floral decorations. Two grand staircases circled around the sides of the building leading to the lower floor, which was a large wooden dance floor, complete with a live band playing both slow and fast paced songs: all of which were perfect for romantic dancing.
Harry made his way to the door waiter with Draco following sheepishly behind him. This day was getting harder and harder to put behind him and Draco slowly began to realize that as badly as he wanted to protect Harry, he also wanted Harry to protect him.
"I have reservations for two, under the name Potter."
"One moment", the waiter replied as he began skimming through the book in front of him. This had been another bit of help from Sinilu. Since he hadn't been able to leave and didn't have a phone, Sinilu had been the only way to plan the day. How she had done all of this, being a bird as she was, completely baffled him, but as they say, don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
"Ah…here it is. This way sirs", the waiter replied with a sweep of his arm as he led the two boys along the side of the crowded dance floor and up one of the beautifully crafted staircases to their table right beside the balcony-like edge of the second floor. The waiter placed two menus on the table as Draco craned to look over the edge at all of the happy couples dancing below them. The sight was mesmerizing.
"Can I get you something to drink and perhaps an appetizer?" The waiter asked as he pulled out a small pad of paper.
"Yes", Harry said picking up the menu as Draco followed suit, "I'll take a ginger ale and a shrimp cocktail." Harry looked up to see Draco frantically searching through the menu before looking at Harry with a desperate look on his face. "Make that two of each." Harry corrected.
"Right away", the waiter said and walked quickly away.
There were a few moments of tense silence before Draco finally mustered together enough courage to tell Harry exactly what was on his mind. He coughed nonchalantly to catch Harry's attention before speaking.
"Look, Harry, I appreciate everything you're doing for me, I really do, but you have to understand that we can't possibly be together."
"And why not?" Harry spoke with the coldest tone Draco had ever heard and didn't even look up. Draco wasn't sure whether to be shocked or hurt, but either way, now was the time to make him understand.
"You should understand better than anyone, especially with everything that happened last year. We would become outcasts: constantly ridiculed and demoralized and who knows what else. Do you really think that everyone is just going to just accept us with their arms wide open, saying, 'welcome to the family'? No. I don't want to see you get hurt because of me, because of who I am, what I am." Harry's head shot up and he glared daggers at Draco.
"Is that really what this is all about", Harry spoke softly. Draco nodded slightly unsure of Harry's understanding. "You're right about one thing…I do understand. But listen to me Draco; do you really think I would still be chasing after your heart if I cared even the slightest bit about what anyone else thinks?"
"No, but then again it could be just because you're too naïve to see the way people twist the truth around and what it does", Draco stressed. Harry shook his head.
"Do you really care so much about what other people think? I thought that that was the old Draco."
"That was the old me", Draco sighed, "I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's all." Harry looked at Draco with sad eyes, and Draco could tell his heart was breaking.
"The only thing that hurts is not having you." Harry was starting to get to him, but Draco had to make sure he understood.
"Listen Harry, to everyone else, I'm just the son of a death eater and a future death eater at that. If you thought things were bad last year…" but Harry quickly cut him off. He was beginning to loose his patience with Draco. If anything, Harry thought Draco was the naïve one.
"Draco, just stop! That's not who you are anymore and if I have to prove it to the entire wizarding world, I will!" Harry had slightly raised his voice, but not in anger, instead, in passion. He had to make sure that Draco understood that he meant every word he said.
Draco sighed again. Harry really was getting to him; there was no doubt about that. But the question was, why? Why did Harry's words have such a dramatic effect on him? Why were Harry's words so different from anyone else's? Why did Harry care so much?
"Why do you want me so much?" Draco whispered sadly, "Why do you want to tarnish yourself with someone like me?"
Harry stared deeply into Draco eyes with a gentle smile on his lips and spoke in the most tender whisper.
"Because I love you."
Draco froze: his mouth hanging open and his eyes as wide as saucers. It was truly the last thing he had ever expected Harry to say, and the way he'd said it, left no doubt in his mind that Harry truly meant it.
Draco quickly lowered his head and stared into his lap as tears began to fall slowly from his eyes: whether they were tears of joy or sorrow he wasn't quite sure. He had never felt so happy in all his life, but at the same time he was sad, because he knew that now, there was no way he'd ever be able to say no. Harry had finally won.
Harry opened his mouth as if to say something, but was interrupted as the waiter arrived with their order. The waiter quickly took the items off the tray and set them on the table, before taking out his pad of paper again.
"Are you ready to order?"
"Yes", Harry said as he picked up the menu again, "I'll have the filet mignon and…" Harry looked at Draco and sighed to himself as he realized that Draco was still starring at his lap: his menu untouched in front of him. "Make that two", Harry quickly added and handed the menus to the waiter.
"Right away", the waiter replied as he once again walked quickly away.
Harry popped a shrimp in his mouth as he watched Draco closely. He wasn't sure if Draco's reaction was a good thing or not, but it hurt to see him cry.
Draco just continued to sit there, hardly even moving, when Harry finally decided to act. He jumped up and grabbed Draco by the hand. Draco's head shot up and he starred in shock as Harry reached down and gently brushed his tears away.
"If you're not going to eat, then let's dance." Harry whispered softly as he tugged Draco away from the table and down one of the staircases. Draco tried to protest, but Harry ignored every word. He pulled Draco to the center of the dance floor and wrapped his arms around the blonde. Draco's arms were tucked up against Harry's chest so there'd be no way for him to escape. He sighed and laid his head gently on Harry's shoulder as they began to sway back and forth to the slow song.
"I'm sorry", Draco whispered: his breath warm and gentle against Harry's ear.
"For what?" Harry glanced down at Draco: smiling at his closed eyes and peaceful expression.
"For being a complete git." Harry chuckled heartily.
"Does that mean you're finally going to except my offer and be my boyfriend?" Draco sighed.
"I guess it does." Harry kissed Draco on the head before resting his own head against the blonde's.
"I'm glad."
The two danced through the next two songs before Draco finally said he was tired. Harry led him off the dance floor and up one of the staircases. They took their seats just as the waiter arrived with their order. He set their food carefully on the table.
"Is there anything else I can get you?"
"No, we're fine." Harry replied and the waiter nodded and walked away. "Are you actually going to eat now?" Harry joked. Draco shot him one of his infamous smirks before promptly digging in. Harry laughed before digging in himself. "So what was it that finally got you?" Harry questioned in between bites.
"Isn't it obvious?" Harry gave Draco a confused look. "The 'I love you'", Draco mumbled. There was a moment of silence as Harry smiled sweetly at Draco. "You did mean it, didn't you?"
"Of course I mean it. I love you Draco and all I want is to be with you. I don't mean to sound greedy, but I think that after all of the bad luck I've had in my life, I deserve a little bit of heaven." Draco blushed.
"No one's ever told me they love me before. I like it, especially coming from you." Harry grinned.
"Well then, I love you Draco", Harry said in his most seductive voice.
"Harry, stop teasing", Draco whined.
"You're so cute when you whine", Harry continued to tease in his seductive voice.
"Harry!" Harry chuckled as Draco blushed a soft tinge of pink.
They finished their meals a few moments after the waiter came and left their bill. Harry laid down the cash along with a hearty tip, before helping Draco up and escorting him down the stairs and out of the restaurant.
It was already dark out side and Draco shivered from the cool breeze.
"Are you cold?" Harry asked.
"A little." Harry took off his jacket and draped it over Draco's shoulders. He wrapped his arm around the blonde's waist and the two slowly made their way back towards the Leaky Cauldron.
"Harry, can I ask you a question?" Draco asked when they were almost to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Sure."
"Why do you want me? I mean, what is it that you like about me?" Draco asked shyly.
"Well that's easy", Harry said smiling as he glanced sideways at Draco, "I like your pick little nose and your rosy little cheeks."
"Hey, that doesn't count cause they're only like this because I'm cold. Normally, I'm as white as the snow", Draco pouted.
"As white as the snow?" Harry chuckled, "Is that so, my little snowflake?" Draco froze. Memories of the S.T. Seller began shooting through his mind including all of the fear and terror that he had felt. Draco shivered, but not from the cold this time.
"Are you all right?" Harry asked: the concern clearly evident in every portion of his expression.
"Yah…I'm fine…just…please don't call me that again", Draco whispered.
"Uh…sure…I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it."
"I know…it's just…bad memories, is all. So anyways, what do you really like about me?" Draco asked again.
Harry starred deeply into Draco's eyes as he began to speak, "Well, I like the way your eyes light up in the soft glow of the moon." Draco smiled sweetly as Harry continued to speak with the softest most tender voice.
"I like the way your smile ignites a fire in my heart." Harry lifted his hand and slowly threaded his fingers through Draco's hair in a sweet affectionate manner.
"I like the silky feel of your hair, that never seems to tangle." Harry brushed his fingers slowly and gently across Draco's cheek.
"I like the tingle that your delicate fingers leave on my skin." Harry moved his thumb gently across Draco's bottom lip: stopping at the corner for just a moment before slipping his hand behind Draco's neck.
"I like the way you never cease to amaze me." Draco blushed the softest tinge of pink that blended perfectly with his already rosy cheeks.
"I like the way you blush when I come to close." Harry moved closer to Draco until he was but an inch from the blonde's delicate lips: the light blue tinge giving Draco the innocent appearance of an angel.
"And most importantly…I love the way you taste." In an instant, Harry had closed the gap and placed his lips gently against Draco's. His tongue begged entrance into the blonde's sweet mouth and Draco complied: opening his lips just barely enough for Harry to enter. He eagerly explored the blonde's mouth: savoring every delicious flavor and deepening the kiss until they both pulled back gasping for air.
"I love you Draco." Harry said as it suddenly began to rain. He threw his hood over his head and pulled the strings tight as he took Draco's hand. The two raced the last few blocks back to the Leaky Cauldron and burst through the door-dripping wet.
They laughed at each other's wet dog looks as they walked slowly toward the stairs hand in hand. Tom stopped them half way up.
"I take it you two had a pleasant day." Tom teased. Draco blushed and nodded. "Do you want me to bring you two up some dinner?"
"No. That's alright, we already ate."
"Alright then, I'll see you in the morning and I expect a full introduction." Draco nodded and the two continued to make their way upstairs and down the hall to their room. Draco fumbled with the key for a moment before finally opening the door.
Draco froze in awe at what he saw. The entire room was filled with tiny white shooting star flowers. They were hanging from the walls and ceiling and draped across the floor and bed and it looked as though the entire room was covered in snow.
"It's like snow in July", Draco squealed as a smile burst across his face.
"They're the last of the season", Harry replied. This was just one more bit of assistance Sinilu had supplied in order to make this the perfect date.
"Oh Harry, it's beautiful!" Draco exclaimed as threw his arms around Harry's neck. Harry lifted him off the ground and carried him over to the bed like a bride over the threshold. He laid him gently on the bed and crawled on top: kissing him passionately and roaming his hands lustfully under Draco's shirt. Draco tightened his grip around Harry's neck as the kissing became more and more heated.
Harry and Draco kicked off their shoes as they helped each other out of their shirts. Harry began kissing Draco's neck and chest before his hands made their way down to Draco's pants. He instantly began to fumble with the zipper, but stopped when Draco tensed up. Harry looked up at Draco and knew immediately that something was wrong.
"Please Harry…I'm not ready for that yet." Draco stammered out as thoughts of the S.T. Seller once again shot like bullets to the surface of his mind. Harry nodded.
"That's fine with me", Harry replied gently as he moved back to Draco's neck. He wondered silently to himself what could have possibly happened to Draco to make him act this way and the same for when he'd called him snowflake. What had Draco not told him? What was he keeping from him? The thoughts faded from Harry's head though, as Draco began tugging at his bottom lip with his teeth: begging Harry not to stop.
They continued to kiss long into the night until sleep finally began to over power their passion. Harry slid off of Draco and laid snuggled up against him with his arm wrapped protectively around Draco's waist.
"Don't worry", Harry whispered from his swollen lips as Draco buried his face into the crook of Harry's neck, "I promise, that no matter what happens, I'll always be there to protect you."
Draco sighed softly: finally content and happy. Harry completed him and it was without a doubt the greatest feeling he had ever felt before. Draco vowed to himself that he would never loose Harry to anyone.
Harry was finally happy. He had someone he loved deeply wrapped within his arms and he vowed that he would never let him go no matter what happened. Draco was his and he was willing to give his life to keep Draco safe.
He kissed Draco one more time on the head before the two of them drifted off to sleep tucked safely within each other's arms.
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