A/N: Sorry for the delay. The cable has been out on my internet for over a week! It's been terrible! But it gave me a chance to type up another chapter! Thanks for all the reviews and I'll personize it next chapter.

Draco POV

I was sitting in the common room waiting for midnight when Harry's owl landed on the couch net to me, extending her leg. "How do you guys do that?" I asked her as I removed the letter from her leg.

Draco,

I told Ron and Hermione about tomorrow night. Ron's not talking to me, but Hermione's ok with it.

I won't be meeting you tonight. Don't worry, I'm not backing out or anything, I just need to figure out what to wear! See you tomorrow at breakfast.

Harry

Damn. I was hoping to see him tonight. Oh, well. I penned him a response and sent Hedwig on her way.

Harry POV

Harry,

Don't worry, Dear, I'm sure you'll look fabulous no matter what you wear! See you tomorrow.

Draco

"Look Hermione!" I said, waving the note in from of her face. "He called me 'Dear!'"

She smiled at me, "Fabulous. Now, let's see what you have to wear."

I grimaced. "Not much. Everything is too old, or too big, or too…wrong."

"Don't worry, I'm sure we can find you something," she assured me. "How about these pants?" she asked, holding up some black trousers.

"Too big."

"Well, I do have some talent with a needle. Put them on and I'll see what can be done."

I snorted, "Yeah, some talent." I had seen the clothes she made for the house elves.

"Do you want me to help you or not?" she asked, glaring at me.

"Yes, yes. Of course. Ok, I'll put them on." I sighed. After they were on she set to pinning them. "I really hope you know what you're doing."

"Just trust me," she replied.

Once she was done with that she set to looking at me shirts. "Put this on," she said, throwing a shirt at me. It was a pink, collared button up.

"Hermione, it's pink," I whined.

"Don't worry about the color, just put it on. Good, it fits."

"But it's still pink," I said again.

"I said don't worry about the color!" she snapped at me. "Ok, let me have these. I'll get started on them right away." She grabbed the clothes and set off towards the girls dormitories. I sighed. I really hoped she knew what she was doing.

Potions the next day was terrible and wonderful all at the same time. Snape gave us an especially hard potion to make, saying "Just because it's Halloween, doesn't mean you get to get out of work," and glared at us all in turn. Even after making whatever was in my cauldron blow up, I was in a great mood. Tonight was the party and Draco kept smiling at me out of the corner of his eye. The only thing that brought me down a little was the fact that Ron was working with Neville and Seamus. He didn't look very happy about this, though. Their cauldron started bubbling and hissing loudly, and since mine had already blown up, the whole class took off running. Then everyone laughed when it let out a big sigh and settled back down.

Care of Magical Creatures was better. Hagrid gave us some kind of worms that changed colors every few seconds with instructions to make note of how many colors they could change into and how often they changed. I was glad, I didn't think I could concentrate on anything more difficult than that. Especially not with Draco winking at me every so often.

Finally dinner came, although I couldn't eat. I was too nervous. Hermione tried to convince me to eat, but I just couldn't. Finally Hermione said, "Alright Harry, lets go get ready." I jumped up so fast I almost knocked my seat over. Blushing fiercely, I followed Hermione out of the Great Hall.

Once we were back in the common room Hermione said, "Ok, Harry, go take a shower. I'll just leave your clothed on your bed."

I cringed, wondering what she had been able to do with that pink shirt. I spent more time in the shower than I needed to, but I wanted to be sure I didn't miss a speck of dirt.

When I got back to my room, there were clothes on my bed, just like Hermione promised. But they couldn't be mine. Especially not the shirt! Somehow Hermione had made it an emerald green the exact color of my eyes. I tried the pants on and they fit like a glove. Wow! Hermione has gotten better at the whole sewing thing.

I put the shirt on and went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. Hermione was a genius! I looked great! I couldn't get my hair to lie flat though, and finally gave up.

I walked down to the common room to find Hermione, and when I saw her I was amazed. She had on a form-fitting, but not too tight, black dress on and her hair was up. If I was straight, I would have been turned on. "Wow, Hermione, you look good!" I told her.

She blushed and said, "Thanks. You too."

Now it was my turn to blush. "Only because of you. Oh no! I just thought of something! Was I supposed to meet Draco or was he picking me up? We never discussed it!"

"Tell you what," she said, "I'll head down there and ask him and one of us will be back to get you."

"Thanks, Hermione. You're the best," I said, giving her a hug.

"See you in a bit," she said as she walked out the portrait hole. I sat down on the couch to wait.

Draco POV

I was on my way to get Harry when I saw Granger come around the corner. "Malfoy, good. Harry wasn't sure if you were coming to get him or not."

I smiled at her, "Yeah, I figured it was the gentlemanly thing to do."

She actually smiled back and said, "Good. The password is 'Lemon Treacle.'"

"Thanks," I said. "Hey, Granger. Thanks for being such a good friend to Harry."

She smiled again. "Not a problem," and kept walking.

I walked into the Gryffindor common room to find Harry sitting on the couch nervously running his fingers through his hair. "Hey Sexy." I said, surprising him.

"Hey," he said, jumping up from the couch. "How'd you get in here?"

"Granger gave me the password," I said, walking over to him. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "You look amazing," I whispered huskily into his ear.

"So do you," he whispered back. I smiled. I had picked these clothes out over the summer in the hopes that if I wore them they would get his attention. The pants were a skintight black leather. The shirt was silver and I had left the top couple buttons undone so you could see the top of my chest.

I stepped back and smiled at Harry. "So, are you ready to go?"

He took a deep breath. "I guess so."

I took his hand and he stiffened for a moment. I squeezed his hand encouragingly and led him out. We walked to the Slytherin common room in silence. "Well, this is it."

I could see him swallow. "Yep. This is it."

I squeezed his hand once more and walked in. When we first walked in music was blaring and everyone was talking. A couple of Ravenclaw girls saw us and shrieked. All of the sudden everyone was looking at us. I'd never seen a room get so quiet so quickly.

"What is everyone looking at?" I asked briskly, glaring around the room.

"I think everyone is just surprised to see you here with Potter," piped up Pansy, even though she already knew it had been going to happen.

"Yeah, well, everybody's going to have to get used to it, because Harry and I are dating now," I announced loudly.

And just as quickly the room burst back into conversation. It was apparent that Harry and I were going to be quite the hot topic for a while. Harry, meanwhile, was blushing something fierce and looked like he wanted the floor to open up and swallow him.

"Come on," I said, putting the hand I had been holding into my other hand and placing my first hand on the small of his back. (a/n sorry if that sentence was confusing.) I led him over to Pansy who was talking to…Granger?

"Hey Pansy. Hey…Granger," I said, shooting a questioning glance at Pansy. "You guys aren't dating too, are you?" I asked.

Hermione just blushed, but Pansy laughed and said, "Heavens no! No offense, Hermione. We're just friends. If you hadn't been starring so much at Harry lately, you might have noticed."

I grinned. "Well, who can blame me for wanting to stare at something as sexy as this guy?" Harry blushed again.

"Hey, I'm going to get something to drink. You guys want something?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, please," said Harry.

"Um, yeah, thanks, Granger." Well, I guess if I was "dating" Harry (which I'd have to ask him later if he even wanted to go out with me) and Pansy and Granger were friends, I'd have to make friends with her sooner or later.

"Come on guys, let's go sit down," I said, already steering Harry towards the couch. As we sat down I could tell Harry wasn't sure how close I wanted him to be, so I reached out and put my arm around his shoulder. He then relaxed into me and placed his head against the crook of my neck. I turned my head to smell his hair and kissed the top of his head. "Feel ok?" I asked.

"Much better now, thank you," he replied, placing his hand on my thigh.

When he did, it sent tingles all up my leg. I squeezed him closer and kissed his hair again.

"Well, aren't you two quite the couple," Hermione said, returning with our drinks.

I took a big swig. Good, it was spiked. Harry just took a little sip from his glass. "Drink up, baby," I said to him. "I'll make sure no one takes advantage of you later."

He smiled up at me. "And who's going to protect me from you?"

I laughed. "That is the question, isn't it." I was glad to see him relaxing.

A little while and a few drinks later, Harry was much more relaxed. I even got him out on the dance floor. Poor guy had terrible rhythm, although later I'm sure he'll blame it on the alcohol. After one particularly out of rhythm dance, a slow song came on. I grinned devilishly at Harry, grabbed him around the waist and pulled him close. He fit so well against my body. We were still getting odd looks from people, but I didn't let it bother me. Tonight was about me and Harry. As long as nobody turned hostile, I was willing to let bygones be bygones.

All of the sudden it was 3 in the morning and the party was winding down. "Harry, dear. Ready to go?" I asked.

He gave me a sleepy, half drunk smile. "Yeah, I guess so."

I had seen Granger and Pansy head off to the girls dormitory (just friends, my ass) so I wasn't worried about finding them to say goodnight. I threw my arm around Harry's waist and started back towards the Gryffindor common room.

We were almost there when Harry stopped and turned to me. "Were you serious earlier? When you said we were dating?" he asked, a little nervously.

I pulled him close and said, "Well, that depends." I could fee him shaking against me. "Will you have me?" I asked. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

A smile sprung to his face and he threw his arms around me. The next thing I knew his lips were pressed against mine. They were every bit as soft and delicious as I'd thought they'd be. I could taste the alcohol on his breath, and something else that had to be uniquely Harry. It was wonderful.

He broke off the kiss entirely too early, looked at me and said, "Of course I will, Draco."

"Good," I said, smiling. "Now let's try that kiss again."