That morning we ate our breakfast leisurely before heading down to Hogsmead Station to catch the train. My mum was going to meet us on the platform and then take us back to the Manor. For nearly the entire morning there was nothing but a smile on my face, until Weasley showed up at the door of our compartment.

"What do you want Weasley?" I ask the poor-excuse for a pureblood, the smile on my face turned into a sneer.

"To talk with Harry, your highness," he replied with a mocking tone. What he could possibly want to speak with Harry about, I ask myself as I turn to look at him. Harry's smile was now turned into an expression of utter confusion, so I knew he had no idea what this was about either.

"To talk about what?" Harry asked quietly.

"You'll see," Ron answered and motioned towards the door, Harry stood up as if to follow but I stopped him with my hand on his arm and looked up at him.

"I'll be right back Drake," He said then leaned in for a kiss and left the compartment closing the door behind him.

30 minutes later

I am still sitting here by myself waiting for Harry's return, and I'm getting rather worried. I don't trust the Weasel, or whoever else might be in Harry's company at this time. Picking myself up from the bench I move my way to the door of the compartment, I'm tired of waiting. Opening up the door I peek my head out to see who is in the narrow hall. It's empty. Which way to go? I decide to head down the corridor to the left, and listen with my ear close to the door of every compartment I pass. Finally I find one that seems quite strange. I can see 4 shadowed figures through the door, and it seems like only three are talking.

"It's sickening to see the public displays of affection between anyone, let alone the two of you Potter," one said, I can't recognize this voice, but the next one to speak I know is the Weasel.

"Yea, you and Malfoy, kissing all the time, holding hands, makes me want to puke."

"So what would you like me to do about it? I love him, why should I keep that a secret?" As soon as I hear Harry say that I feel the happiness engulfing me again. He loves me. I mean I knew he did, but hearing him tell other people, makes it seem more real.

"You are the Boy Who Lived, Potter, the most pinned after boy in the entire Hogwarts student body, and you chose Malfoy. You could have any girl you want, any one. Yet you still chose Malfoy." The third one said, "I propose to you a little…wager. If we find out that when we get back to classes, you are still with the little whiner, something bad will happen."

"And what do expect me to say to him 'Oi Draco, I'm sorry but there are three little boys threatening me with 'something bad' I have to break up with you.' Sod off. Who I choose is none of your business." And with that I saw Harry's shadow stand and make towards the door.

"Draco?" He said, slightly confused, after he had opened the door. I couldn't help but just close the distance between us and give him a hug, I felt him smile as he wrapped his arms around me to return my embrace. "Come on lets go back to the compartment."

After just over an hour more on the train it came to a stop at the London Station. We quickly got our traveling trunks and followed the mob out onto the platform to look for mum.

"Draco! Harry! Over here!" I turn to the sound of our names and see mum waving at us. I point her out to Harry and we share a quiet laugh before heading over and each giving her a hug.

"Hi mum," I say.

"Hello Mrs. Malfoy," Harry greets.

"Well hello Draco, Harry, how did the first term go?" She asks of both Harry and I.

"Great" we say in unison.

"You two must be starved eh?" She asks and we both nod, we haven't eat anything since breakfast five hours ago, manly because we missed the food trolley going by. "Then let's hurry to back to the Manor and get the house elves to cook you up some food."

After a short trip to the Manor, Harry and I both rushed to the kitchens, if you were to look at us now you'd never know we'd be both 18, in 7 or 8 months. After eating a rather late lunch the two of us decided to unpack our travel trunks which had already been brought up to my room by one house elf our an other. We get to my room to see that the normal extra bed for Harry is not there; instead it's just my bed, all big and alone. I look over to Harry with a satisfied glance, and he returns it with a worried smirk.

"Does this mean they know something?" He asks.

"No, not at all, neither of them come in here unless I invite them in. I told Jezie not o set up your extra bed, because I figured it'd be wasted. Was that all right?"

"Of course it was, and I'm relieved to know that they don't know yet, gives us a chance to tell them right?" He asks pulling me into a long kiss.

"Of course," I answer out of breath when we break for air. After unpacking we both lay on my oversized bed, staring at the ceiling. "Harry?"

"Yea Draco?"

"I love you."

"I love you too," He says pulling me on top of him and wrapping his arms around me. "More then you know babe."

I allow myself to be held there in his comfortable embrace for a few minutes before I move my lips down to kiss him deeply. After kiss deeply for a while I feel Harry grinding his hips against mine, and can feel that he is getting hard, along with myself. I move my hands to the bottom seem of his shirt and slow work it up and over his head, and start planting kisses all over his now bare chest, stopping to nibble at both of his pink nipples on the way down to his navel. Once I reach his navel I play with it nibbling around the not and lapping my tongue in and around, causing quiet moans from my lover. I move my hands to the brim of his trousers and slide some fingers underneath, starting a constant flow of touch before I move my other hand undo the button and zipper. I slide his pants and knickers off to reveal his happy erection. Looking up at Harry with wide eyes, I notice that he is starring right back at me wit ha sappy smile on his face.

I play my tongue around the tip of his member before I can't hold myself back any long and engulf him whole in my mouth. Playing with my tongue and slightly sucking on him, makes him moan and buck. I can get enough of the feel of him in my mouth, his taste, but soon he releases into my mouth with a final cry escaping his lips, I swallow his cum and lick him one last time before I crash my lips onto his, and cuddle up against his naked form.

"Mm…" he mumbles, and I look over to see that smile still on his face, just as someone knocks on the thick oak door.

"Draco? Are you in there?" I hear my father ask.

"Yes father, so is Harry." I answer.

"Good, be down for dinner in an hour son." He says and I listen to his footsteps move down the hall before I role myself off the bed into a standing position, idling his naked body just a little longer before I tell him, sadly, that we probably should start to clean up for supper.


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