!The Consequences of Boredom!

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888Chapter Six- The Reoccurring Sentence 888

After running back to their original destination point when they first arrived in the out back of Australia, Harry transformed back into human form from the black wolf and soon Draco soon followed suite and transformed back from the form of a white panther. Harry placed his hands on Draco's waist and Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.

Draco felt the familiar spinning sensation as Harry teleported them back to Gimmauld Place. Once Draco felt his feet solid ground again he opened his eyes, and saw the familiar appearance of the old house. Harry didn't want the outside done up because they would do it magically and it would be too suspicious to the muggles that live on the street. They had charmed the windows so that from the outside it looked like they had their curtain drawn all the time. Although they hadn't fixed up the exterior of the house they had fixed up the garden, during the night of course in the safety of darkness. The grass was now thick and vibrant green, although the vibrancy was not so evident in the light of the early morning moon and the peaking sun. The path was of grey stone pavers and had hedges along either side. There was no fence out the front of the house except between the boundaries of the property and the next, and the fence was a simple grey brick wall.

While Draco was looking at the new yard, Harry watched Draco intently, with his arms still around the blonde's waist, Draco's were also around Harry's waist while he had his head resting on Harry's chest as he observed the garden, although he soon looked up when he had finished his examination of the ever lightening garden and noticed that Harry was looking at him. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," Harry said smiling, "Just looking"

"You like what you see?" Draco asked mischievously.

To answer the question Harry leant down and kissed Draco. He had intended it to be a quick kiss, but of course, Draco had other ideas, and they ended up in a full on snog session, but was soon cut short by Harry being grabbed by the ear and dragged roughly inside kicking and yelling.

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888Ten Minutes Later Inside 12 Grimmauld Place 888

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?"

"WHAT WAS I THINKING, I WASN'T THE ONE DRAGGING PEOPLE AROUND BY THE EARS"

"Would you two please stop yelling, one of the muggles might call the police about domestic disturbance, and I have a killer head ache, and have work in the morning." Tonks came up and stood behind the first yeller and rapped her arms around him in an attempt to calm him down, "Calm down Remus, nothing happened, they went out for dinner like the note said, then… um Harry what happened after dinner?" Tonks said also curious about what had happened between the dinner and then.

"Well we went to dinner, just like the note said, we ate, talked etc, then we left and started walking around, then we wanted some privacy, so I took Dray to Australia. Again we talked" Harry replied in a slightly bored yet defensive voice.

"Yes but what about what just happened outside!" Remus said obviously straining not to loose his temper, and start yelling again.

"Well, when we were talking and walking out side the restaurant I admitted I was gay and we ended up kissing, but we were stopped by a crazy little homophobic woman. That's why we went to Australia and we are now dating." Harry explained further, picking up Draco's hand and kissing it lightly, causing Tonks to start cooing and 'aww'ing.

Both boys blushed, while Remus rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly.

"Well, I don't know about you two but I'm tired, I'm going to bed." Remus stated, walking out of the room. Tonks soon followed after, with a brief smile to Harry and Draco and saying Draco could stay the night, morning, if he wanted to, before following Remus out the door.

Harry and Draco sat there staring into the empty fire place until they could no longer hear the soft foot falls of the adults as they made their way to their room. They still did not stir until they heard the thud of the door closing and all movement upstairs ceased. Once there was nothing left did Harry turn and look to Draco and asked, "So do you want to? Stay that is?"

Draco turned to meet the emerald eyes, fighting the urge to be hypnotised by the endless pools of green, inclined his head to accept the offer. Harry went to stand but soon found fatigue envelope himself. "How about we stay on the lounge for now, I don't think I'll be able to stand up, let alone make it all the way up to my room." Harry said with a grin.

Again Draco just nodded, he had heard almost nothing of what Harry had just said, 'god damn it, why do his eyes have to be so hypnotising and difficult to resist?' Draco thought tiredly. Harry looked away from silver to pull out his wand, releasing Draco from the entrancement he had been in, and Harry soon felt extra weight on his shoulder. He looked down and saw a blonde head resting on his shoulder.

Draco had fallen asleep on him. 'This is going to be fun' Harry thought as he started to manoeuvre Draco into a laying position on the lounge, which would have normally been a simple task, with him having such a slim figure, and Harry being slightly bigger then him, but of course, little sleep and staying up till 4am in the morning tilts the scales quite considerably.

Eventually the two were laying on the lounge, fast asleep, under a thick blanket summoned by Harry.

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"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?"

This was the wake up call for two slumbering wizards, who soon heard a reprimanding sound of a slap and a "hey!" from the original yeller.

"How many times are we going to have to hear some one say that today?" Harry moaned as he attempted to sit up, but soon found that he couldn't because his arm was pinned down by a certain blonde Slytherin. "Dray sit up, you're on my arm."

Draco sat up, looking as always, gorgeous, his hair only slightly ruffled, giving him a sexy rough look. Once his arm was free, Harry wriggled up the lounge a little so he could rest on the arm of the chair while still laying on the lounge, between the back of it and Draco, once comfortable he turned to the fire place, looking over Draco, to where Ron and Hermione were standing. Ron looking confused and slightly pissed off and Hermione with a sincere smile gracing her face, eyes full of acceptance. Harry soon realised where the slapping noise had come from, and soon smirked.

Draco just rolled over and snuggled into Harry's side, after rolling his eyes at the pair in the fire place. "So guys, what are you doing here at, "Harry said looked up to the clock, "noon?" acting completely normal.

"We had a lunch date remember?" Hermione said smiling.

"Shit, I forgot about that, okay, give me a minute and I'll be ready, um, would it be alright if Draco came?" Harry asked with pleading eyes, not wanting to be a third wheel like he normally is.

"It's alright with me, what about you Ron?" Hermione said turning to look at the still confused red head. At first he looked like he was going to say no but seeing the threatening look on his girlfriends face and the pleading on his best friends face, he had to agree. "Fine, but does no one see any thing with this picture?" he said still looking for answers.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and Harry bit his lip thinking of a way to explain, but Draco got in first, sitting up and looking at the pair on the hearth "Well, Weasel if you really want to know, last night Harry and I went out for dinner. It started out as a dinner between friends, if you could count us as that, but as we were walking around afterwards we ended up kissing and we went some where private and spent most of the night there, and came back at like 4 in the morning, but of cause, as soon as we got here, we were bombarded by questions by the Werewolf, and by the time we were finished there it was even later and last I knew we were sitting here talking." Draco then had a pensive look cross his face, but was soon replaced by his normal mask of indifference.

"Draco, would you give up the name calling of my friends and family." Harry said tiredly.

Ron was only slightly appeased by this answer but his curiosity and confusion was soon replaced with hunger, so he just said, "Fine just hurry up and get ready, or we will miss the reservations."

Every one in the room rolled their eyes at this, Draco knew that he was only saying this cause he wanted to go soon, while Harry and Hermione did because they knew that they were going to a magic restaurant, so there was no reason for them not to be able to get a table there since Harry was with them, no matter how much he hated to admit it, it was pretty handy being famous and the saviour of the world.

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While waiting for the other two to finish getting ready, Hermione held Ron's hand, wearing a pretty cotton summer dress that was a pale pink with little white dots on it and a white short jacket that finished just under her ribs and white strapped pointed high heeled shoes, sitting on an armchair while Ron stood next to the chair wearing dark blue jeans and a white button up shirt.

Harry entered the room first; Draco was still fixing his hair of cause. Harry was wearing a pair of black jeans and a silk black button up shirt and a pair of grey and black sneakers. His hair sat as unruly as ever, the spell that he had put on it the night before to make it green had wore off some time during the morning while he slept. He walked into the room confidently and sat on the armchair across from his best friends, looking at Ron as if daring him to say something more about his new relationship.

A minute after Harry's entrance, Draco walked into the room with his normal Malfoy confidence screaming walk that Harry saw right through while the other two just saw this. Harry saw his insecurity and uncertainty and gesture a hand out to the gorgeous teen, who was wearing a khaki green tee that clung nicely, with a pair of fake cammo print cargo pants. His hair hung loosely, free from all restraints, framing his face.

"Okay so where are we going?" He asked as he reached out and took Harry's hand and sitting on the arm of the chair Harry was sitting on.

"It's a place called The Silver Dragon, we haven't actually gone there before, but we've heard it's pretty good." Hermione said politely.

Draco dropped Harry's hand, which he had been stroking lightly and looked at Hermione with his face displaying utter shock and confusion. "What's wrong Dray?" Harry asked concerned.

"Well Weasel… Weasley, looks like it definitely doesn't matter if we miss the reservation, and any way I'm sure we'd be able to sit were ever we want to." Draco said still with shock in his voice, "And I'm not talking about Harry either" He added looking down to his boyfriend.

"Then what are you talking about Dray?" Harry asked still confused.

"I'm talking about the fact that I own the Silver Dragon." Draco said quietly.

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