Part 12: Valentine's Day Countdown - Days 1 and 2

February 1: Dinner & A Movie

Harry was marking papers when Hedwig made her way into his classroom. He didn't notice her at first. She pecked him on his outstretched hand and he jerked back, startled.

"Hedwig, you scared me!" he scolded gently, brushing her feathers lightly. She nudged his hand affectionately and stuck her leg out. He noticed the parchment and quickly retrieved it. He gave her some owl treats which she ate while she waited. He unrolled the parchment and read out loud.

Eyes of green like deepest dew

Smile so bright of love

Words so tender they make me weep

'Tis why I fell for you

"Draco." Harry smiled, recognizing the small script. The words began to change.

Would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner at my flat this evening?

I will expect you around 8 and not one minute sooner.

Harry quickly penned a reply and sent Hedwig on her way. Hermione poked her head in the door.

"Was that Hedwig I just saw?" He looked up briefly before going back to his papers.

"Yep."

"Got a note did we?"

"Yep."

"Going to tell me what it was about?"

"Nope." he grinned.

"Why not?"

"Personal." was all he said. He didn't see the smirk that lit up her face. She quietly left the room.

At 8 on the nose, Harry stood outside the door to Draco's flat, holding a box of Draco's favorite chocolates. He knocked once and waited. The door clicked open and Draco smiled at him.

"Harry Potter, you're actually on time for once." Draco grinned.

"I've mellowed in my old age." Harry shrugged. "These are for you." Draco's eyes lit up with glee and he snatched the box from Harry's hands.

"How'd you know?"

"I asked Snape." he admitted. Draco nodded, opening the box and shoving a piece in his mouth. His eyes closed in bliss and Harry took the opportunity to kiss him, his tongue snaking into his mouth to sample the chocolaty goodness. When Harry released him, they were both breathing heavily. Draco stared at him with wide eyes.

"Hungry?" he finally managed to ask. Harry moved closer, trailing his lips over his ears and neck.

"Starved." he whispered, causing Draco to tremble.

"I meant for food you silly bint."

"Are you on the menu?" Harry grinned. Draco groaned.

"I'm supposed to be romancing you here, not the other way around. Back off, Potter, and let me enjoy myself." Draco elbowed him in the ribs for good measure and Harry laughed.

"All right, my love. I am yours." Harry backed off in mock defeat.

"Oh no! You don't get off that easy, Potter!" Draco grinned, fisting his hands in Harry's shirt and tossing him across the room. Harry landed on the couch, Draco on top of him. Draco covered his mouth and proceeded to snog the life right out of him. When he sat back, Harry was dazed.

"Wow!" Harry stated. Draco nodded with satisfaction and went into the kitchen to check on dinner.

After they had eaten (Draco had prepared Shrimp Scampi in a light Alfredo sauce that Harry had ended up having 3 helpings of), Draco and Harry snuggled up in Draco's bed to watch a movie.

"What movie did you get?" Harry wondered, resting his head on Draco's chest.

"Something called Titanic. Hermione said it was really good." Harry looked at him, surprise written all over his face. "What?"

"Did she tell you it's one of my favorite movies?"

"No." he lied.

"Well it is. I think you'll like it. But I'm going to warn you. I get pretty damn girly near the end of the movie."

"Girly, eh?"

"Crying like one at any rate." Harry grinned. Draco smacked him in the head and they settled in to watch the movie.

When it was over, they were both sobbing like babies. Draco handed Harry a tissue. They looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. Draco rolled over on top of his boyfriend and kissed him gently. Harry immediately responded, arching into his touch.

"I love you, Harry." Draco whispered as he eased into Harry's body.

"And I love you, too, Drae." Harry groaned.

February 2nd: Dinner & Dancing

Draco was seriously considering retiring from modeling. The long hours and even longer sessions were starting to get on his last nerve.

The last straw for him was when his agent scheduled him for a photo shoot with PlayWitch without getting Draco's consent. He quit on the spot, after turning his agent into the slimy snake that he was.

He was in a right pissed-off mood when he got home, his magic so out of control, he started breaking things, not caring what they were. He stopped when he smashed a glass dragon that Harry had given him a week after New Year's. He started at the fragmented glass shards, painfully aware of the frantic beat of his heart.

"Goddammit!" he shouted angrily. A loud pop of someone Apparating into his flat startled him and he whirled around, wand drawn. It was Harry, and he looked surprised at the state of his home.

"Draco, what's wrong?" Draco looked from Harry to the broken dragon and back to Harry and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Harry, it was awful!" Draco sniffed as Harry pulled him into his arms. Draco told him all about quitting his job and turning his agent into a snake. "And then I came home and started breaking things and I broke the dragon you gave me and I'm so sorry, Harry!" This came out in one long sentence and Draco was sobbing harder now.

"Draco, love. It's okay. It's just a dragon."

"But you gave it to me and I broke it." Draco whined. Stifling a laugh at his distraught boyfriend, Harry waved his hand over the broken statue.

"Draconis Reparo!" The statue mended itself and jumped into Harry's outstretched hand. He presented the repaired statue to his boyfriend, who smiled gratefully. "Now stop crying, love. You know you hate having puffy eyes and a red nose." Harry dropped a kiss on said nose. Draco gave him a watery smile.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" Draco wondered.

"I came to invite you out for some dinner and dancing with Ron and Hermione. But if you don't feel up to it, I can call them and cancel."

"No. It's fine. I'd love to go. It's not like I have to be home early or anything." His face fell again and Harry pulled him into his arms.

"Don't think about it anymore, Drae. Other opportunities will open up for you, I'm sure."

"That was a rather cryptic statement, especially coming from you. What are you up to, Harry?" Draco frowned.

"Nothing." Harry lied easily. Draco eyed him carefully, noting his facial expressions. Harry kept his gaze on his and gave nothing away.

"Casual or fancy?" Draco finally asked. Harry breathed a mental sigh of relief.

"What you're wearing is perfect." Draco was wearing a white muggle t shirt and jeans that looked like they'd been painted on.

"Where are we going?"

"Anifauqa. It's a new place that opened up that Hermione suggested. They have some really awesome music there."

"Sounds like fun. What time?"

"We're supposed to meet them at 7:30"

"Wait. Who's watching the girls, then? I thought Arthur and Molly were on a 5th honeymoon?"

"Hermione's parents. We could go for pizza? My treat."

"Can I have anchovies?"

"Anything you want." Harry smiled, kissing him passionately before Apparating them both to a restaurant near the club.

A/N: The name of the club is "Aquafina" spelled backwards. It's my favorite bottled water.