Here you go, all betaed an' sorted out. Hope it's okay. Warning though okay? Things get a tad sappy and stuff...uh yeah.
A few days later Harry was reading in bed with his glasses perched on his nose having already showered. Draco was just finishing getting dressed.
"Oh I knew what I wanted to ask you! Do you shave your legs?" Harry dropped his book and stared up at Draco.
"No." He said plainly and honestly. Draco frowned slightly.
"Really? It's just you have really dark hair and usually dark haired men get a hairy legs too but you…Harry you have hardly any hair anywhere on your body except your head. I mean, I've been here with you for what five days now and I've never seen you need to shave your face."
"I just don't have hairy legs, hairy armpits or much else hairy for that matter. I don't know why I just never had that problem. Apparently it's in the genes though because Petunia and Rose kept saying they never had to shave either."
"Hmm, well aren't you just fascinating." Harry scoffed and picked up his book.
"Well fascinating is the only reason you stay around me."
"So not true." Over the last few days since the pool things had settled down between Draco and Harry. Harry had become so much more relaxed towards the blonde and Draco found himself forgetting that he was just an escort and was being paid to be with Harry. As it happens, Harry had forgotten their deal too. He was really comfortable around Draco and it was strange, especially for him.
"Really?" Harry drawled.
"Yes really. You are far too handsome to pass up." Harry blushed again and picked up a pillow throwing it at Draco who ducked with a loud laugh. Yeah, things had gotten lots better between them.
A day later and it was the day before the wedding. Everyone had to take a last minute dance lesson. Most people were nervous and they all took a large coach bus to the dance studio where they were going to be taught how to dance. Harry sat next to Draco on the coach, Draco having turned down Cedric and Rose's offer to sit with them. Draco had his arm around Harry's neck and Harry was looking out the window.
"Can you dance Draco?"
"Yes I can. My mother taught me when I was a teen. I needed to learn how to dance for these dances and balls my mother threw. She was a prestigious woman, my mother. My father was a politician so my mother held these events to help him get votes. She taught me to dance almost everyday during the summer holidays when I was fifteen."
"Hmm. So, will you dance with me?" Draco turned an amused look over to Harry who turned away from the window when he received no answer.
"Aren't we meant to dance with women Harry? And I'm not learning the woman's steps to every dance just so I can dance with you." Harry blushed.
"Um…I can dance the female's steps. I've done it before. Waltz, fox trot, all sorts. I had to learn it because when Aunt Petunia taught us she needed two girls and two boys to be partners. She didn't have another girl so she made Tommy dance with me whilst Rose danced with Dudley. It was horribly embarrassing."
"Well in that case Harry, yes I will dance with you. It would be an honour. I get to lead though."
"Of course, you only know the male steps after all and I'd never ask you to give up your control for me!" Harry teased earning him a light shove. He laughed drawing some attention that Draco noticed so he immediately pulled Harry into a kiss. Harry hummed again when Draco pulled back and he turned to look out of the window once again. Draco sighed and leaned his head back allowing his eyes to close and his hand to card through Harry's hair gently.
They got to the Dance studio and saw some girl's just leaving, dump a magazine onto a table top. Draco wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and followed everyone further inside the studio. Their dance teachers introduced themselves as Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks, to be called Tonks and nothing else! They split into pairs, someone tried to steal Draco away but Draco remained adamant that he danced with Harry, and they all started to move gently to the music.
As usual Draco and Harry were chatting comfortably and rapidly. They were in heated conversation when a loud screech was heard to the side of the dance room. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over at where Petunia and Rose were looking at the cover of a magazine with twin looks of shock and something else neither Harry nor Draco could place. Draco pulled Harry closer with a frown and they approached where Petunia and Rose were still standing gob smacked.
"Are you okay Rose? Mrs. Dursley?" The pair turned their gazes up to Draco before snapping down to Harry who immediately tensed at the angry looks in their eyes. Draco didn't know what was happening until he saw the front page of the magazine. Harry's face was on the front cover with large bold letters announcing that William Jameson had designed the dresses and outfits for ninety percent of the Oscar winners two weeks previously.
Draco nudged Harry to get his attention and Harry looked up at him before following is eyes and reading the front page of the magazine. Harry gasped and gripped Draco's hand tightly causing Draco to wince. Petunia and Rose were furious and Vernon had just read the magazine too and had turned on Harry.
"What is the MEANING OF THIS!" Vernon roared. Harry shrank back in fear still gripping Draco's hand and unable to make a sound. Vernon stomped forwards and shoved the magazine roughly into Harry's face. "Why is your FACE on the cover of this magazine boy? Your face, they say, is the face of William Jameson! Explain to me NOW BOY!"
"Harry." Draco breathed giving Harry's hand a reassuring squeeze. Harry gulped and looked at Draco before meeting Vernon's furious beady eyes.
"My face is the face of William Jameson because…because…"
"Well! Spit it out boy!"
"Because I own the company. William Jameson is a made up name I gave myself and the company when I made it six years ago."
"LIES!"
"It isn't lies." Harry said after receiving another reassuring squeeze of the hand from Draco. "I made William Jameson. I design those clothes."
"Don't take me for a fool boy! You are just a puny fashion designer. You are nothing. William Jameson is a billionaire and you; you have hardly any money whatsoever!"
"Actually I'm a multi billionaire…"
"DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME BOY!" Vernon raised his fist and cleanly thumped Harry around the head. Harry fell straight to the ground Vernon's hand having hit the side of his head and but not on the skin. Vernon had hit Harry where his hair was so there was no visible bruise there. Vernon then delivered a kick to Harry's side making Harry cry out in pain. Draco saw the rest of Harry's family stand around doing nothing just watching as Harry got hurt.
"STOP!" Draco bellowed. Vernon hesitated fro a moment and that was all Draco needed to reach down to pick Harry up from the floor and help support him as they ran out of the room. Draco quickly loaded Harry into a car and shoved the keys in the ignition. Ramming the car into gear Draco took off with the nearest hospital in mind. He drove and searched for signs that could lead to a hospital whilst he heard Harry crying harshly.
"Calm down Harry, calm down. You're okay." Draco tried to reassure Harry that he was okay all the way to the hospital and inside. The doctors came to help Harry immediately when Harry lost consciousness from hyperventilation. Draco helped them put Harry onto a stretched and wheel him into a ward. Draco refused to be left behind and followed. The doctors and nurses fussed over Harry for a few moments before declaring he might have concussion and they woke him up. They said his wounds were just bad bruising that would be painful but there was nothing else wrong, no broken bones. Since Harry had concussion though Draco had to keep him awake. Draco sat by Harry's bed and stroked Harry's hand as Harry cried silently.
"Come on Harry, don't cry. I don't want to see you cry!" Draco said wiping away the tears with his hand before getting a tissue to dry Harry's face properly. Harry looked up at Draco with dull eyes. "Don't look at me like that either Harry. I want to see your bright eyes. The ones you get when you are happy and smiling. I want to hear you hum your yeses when you agree with me. I don't want to see you cry and sniff. Please Harry?"
"Draco…I have very little to be happy about," Draco scowled then and stood up throwing Harry's hand away.
"Very little to be happy about? Well thank you so much there Harry! I take it you can't be happy about me then! You know the guy you've been with the last week though all the times your family tried to take a jab at you! The guy who has made you laugh on more than one occasion! You remember me! You can't be happy about me? What about everything you accomplished! You own three five star orphanages that help loads of children! You give the celebrities form all over the world clothes to wear for the best of the best outings! You have loads to be happy about and if you can't think of all the things you've done then at least think of all that you are. You are handsome, kind hearted and funny. I'll bet there's even a very strong and brave young man in there somewhere! You are a wonderful person Harry. Why can't you be happy because you are wonderful and not let your horrible family bring you down? You should fight for yourself Harry."
"Why…why did you…" Harry whispered before closing his eyes and making several more large hot tears fall from his eyes. "You are just an escort…"
Draco felt anger welling up inside of him. He was just about to release all that anger at Harry when Harry spoke again and opened his wide, bright green eyes.
"Why did you have to be just an escort? Why couldn't you have been wonderful and we have met another way, another time?" Draco felt his anger leave him and in its place Draco was filled with something else, something he didn't recognize.
"Because if I'd been anything else we wouldn't have learnt anything off of each other." Harry gave Draco a weak smile that cracked and he broke down crying again.
"Oh god!" Harry said covering his face with his hands. Draco approached the bed and gently stroked away Harry's raven locks of hair. Harry pulled his hands away and looked up into tender silver eyes.
"You think I'm wonderful Harry?" Harry let his hands fall to his side and looked carefully at the tender eyes and smiled as Draco continued to touch him.
"I don't lie to you Draco." Draco smiled and let his fingers brush tenderly over Harry's cheek.
"Hmm." Draco hummed with his smile still in place. "Well, I think you are wonderful Harry and I don't believe you when you say I am."
"But you are! I'm the one who's worth nothing." Draco shook his head.
"No, I'm the whore Harry; you are worth several billion pounds." Harry let another tear roll down his face.
"How much can I give you Draco to make you stay with me?" Draco was stunned and he pulled his hand back. Harry closed his eyes and two more tears fell as Harry turned his face away. Draco ran over several things in his head but his answers all came to the same thing no matter what question he asked himself.
"I think…I think the only thing you could give me to make me stay with you is you Harry. So long as I have you, I think I'll have enough to stay." Harry slowly turned his eyes back to Draco. Draco looked down at Harry with that tender smile once again. All Draco's shock was gone and he'd come to one conclusion. He needed Harry. Harry had helped Draco loose some of his boisterousness and some of his pride whilst Draco had learnt how to be tender and kind hearted, just as Harry was. Harry had lost some of his low self esteem and had a little more confidence in himself. He needed reminding a few times but he had pride in his accomplishments too and he'd gained happiness and love once again.
"Are you lying? Because I can't take it if you are Draco, I hurt too much already."
"I'm not lying Harry. If I could have you, I'd stay. I'd stay forever if I could have you I think."
"Do you promise?" Draco nodded and touched Harry's face gently again.
"I think I need you Harry, I think my heart needs you and I know for a fact that you need me. I want you and if I can have you I think I could love you and I think I could spend the rest of my life with you." Harry looked up wide eyed and no more tears fell from his eyes.
"Are you sure? There might be someone else." Draco grinned and leaned over Harry looking straight down into Harry's eyes.
"For once Harry, be selfish. Be selfish and forget everyone else. This is all about you. You and me."
"Then…" Harry looked up for reassurance that what he wanted was alright. "Then I want you and I don't want you to leave me."
"Good." Draco breathed joining his lips to Harry's. Harry melted beneath Draco and brought his arms around Draco's neck as Draco kissed him slowly and tenderly. When they broke away Draco pulled a chair so he could sit beside Harry. Taking Harry's hand in his he kissed the knuckles. "Now, in order to keep you awake but resting," here Draco smirked and let his eyes wander now that he could, "lets plan for tomorrow. It is your sister's wedding and it would be a shame to miss it especially considering your family are such arseholes. So how about you and I turn up and give them a right telling off?"
"If you are with me Draco then perhaps I can do it…" Harry mumbled and Draco found himself grinning at the words never mind how overused they might seem. "Perhaps we can take some police with us though? You know, for protection."
"My dear Harry, that sounds like a good idea especially considering you could have Vernon done for assault."
Harry and Draco got home from the hospital late that night after they'd checked into a hotel and bought some expensive new clothes to wear to the wedding the following day. Harry had insisted on being let out of the hospital early to go shopping with his concussion. Draco hated shopping normally but with Harry it was a very fun experience. Harry went overboard and phoned some expensive shops in advance to tell them that William Jameson was in desperate need of some clothes and unfortunately his own, and his boyfriends, were locked at home with William's horrible relatives so William needed new ones by tomorrow.
Eventually Harry had spent well over a million pounds on only a few new outfits for both he and Draco. Harry had offered to spend more, and whilst Draco was all for getting new clothes to try on and parade about in for Harry, he decided to make his boyfriend stop after buying nine outfits each as well as the extremely expensive tuxedo's and shoes and undergarments. Draco wanted nothing more than to get Harry home so they could rest after their busy day so at eleven o'clock Draco dragged Harry to the nearest hotel and booked a room using the money Harry had given him at the start of the trip as his payment for being Harry's escort. Harry had tried to protest but Draco kissed him and kept repeating the kiss until Harry caught on that his boyfriend wasn't going to let him speak but that he'd receive kisses every time he tried.
That led to Harry purposefully making noises of protest just to get Draco to kiss him. The girl getting them their room found this display wonderful and offered to lead them to their room. Harry shook his head and took the key off of her giving her a hundred pound tip before helping his boyfriend drag their bags upstairs. They put their stuff away quickly and Harry collapsed onto the bed with a large grin. Draco watched as Harry laid on the bed before smiling to himself and hanging up the last item of clothing and walking over to the bed sitting down besides Harry and looking down at his boyfriend.
"Hey." Harry breathed looking up at Draco with soft glittering eyes. "Can I be really selfish?"
"Of course you can." Draco said leaning back and turning on his side propping his head up with his hand with his elbow rested on the bed. Draco looked down at Harry and, using his free hand, caressed the cheek facing away from him. Bright green orbs looked up at him carefully.
"Can I want you? Can I want you right now?" Draco smiled and nodded.
"If that's what you want. How do you want me though?"
"I want you just as you are. Just how you want to be." Draco grinned and leaned down to kiss Harry. Harry responded and opened his mouth to let the gentle tongue in and slowly move his own tongue to meet Draco's. Harry wrapped one arm around Draco and pulled him a little. Draco shifted until he was leaning his torso over Harry's. The kiss broke and Harry lay panting beneath Draco.
"I want…all of you. Please Draco." Draco nodded and smiled again kissing Harry. They kissed a while longer before Draco motioned for Harry to move a little further up the bed. Harry moved himself and winced slightly holding the painful bruise on his side. Draco gave him a sympathetic look and crawled up the bed straddling Harry's legs that Harry left straight. Draco reached down with his hands and slowly opened the buttons of Harry's shirt from the bottom upwards. When Draco reached the top he leaned in and kissed Harry again before sweeping his hands across Harry's chest and moving the shirt out of the way. Draco looked down at the angry black and purple bruise and leaned down to let his lips brush it lightly. Harry hissed as he tensed his stomach muscles instinctively.
"I love your body Harry. I really do." Draco didn't give Harry the chance to speak since he leaned down and kissed Harry hard electing a moan from the younger man. Draco didn't know how it happened but he managed to get Harry's top off and then threw his own away. Harry rested his hands on Draco's waist before gently brushing them up Draco's front. He marveled that his hands were so small in comparison to Draco's broad and muscled chest. He also had a golden tan whilst Draco's skin was very fair and didn't tan. Harry's fingers brushed up the front of Draco's chest fiddling lightly and gently with the white blonde hair he found there.
"I don't have that. I'm really jealous." Harry admitted looking up at Draco who laughed lightly and kissed Harry's bare, hairless chest.
"You don't need it, you look wonderful without it." Harry hummed and Draco slowly started undoing Harry's belt. Harry wriggled nervously on the bed and Draco leaned down and kissed him gently ever mindful of Harry's bruises. "Trust me."
"I do." Draco grinned.
Cut out bit. There isn't really much of a scene that I've writtenbut I chickened out of putting it on here...but hey, you can use your imaginations I'm sure.
They lay relaxing on the bed still breathing harshly with their eyes staring up at the ceiling. Harry had one thigh over Draco's waist and Draco had his arm wrapped around Harry. Both their faces were flushed and their lips were curled into soft smiles.
"Hmm." Harry hummed contentedly. Draco gave one laugh but hummed in reply and tightened his grip on Harry. Harry let his head rest on Draco's chest and turned his gaze from the ceiling to look at the blonde hair on his lover's chest. Sighing with a smile still Harry let his hand caress the hair and twist it occasionally though not doing it tightly so he wouldn't hurt Draco.
"We need to go to sleep Harry."
"Mm." Harry agreed making Draco smile to himself and shake his head slightly. Tenderly he raised a hand and ran his fingers through Harry's hair.
"What side of the bed do you want?" Draco asked still stroking Harry's hair. He felt Harry shrug.
"So long as you're my pillow I don't mind what side."
"Hmm. And what if I want you as my pillow eh?"
"Tomorrow. Now it's my turn." Draco really did laugh then and Harry smiled against his chest. Draco tugged Harry up so they lay facing each other on their sides with one of Harry's legs still over Draco's waist.
"Sleep now. We have a wedding to go to in the morning." Harry smiled a sad sort of smile and leaned in to give Draco a brief kiss. Draco watched as Harry slowly let his eyelids drop and fall asleep. Not long afterwards Draco followed his lover.
Ne, there you go! I have another chapter I think and then the epilogue. My endings aren't the best though I must admit. Hope you enjoyed it. I will update soon too. Now, to turn on my computer and give next chapter to wonderful beta! BTW I have an uncut version of this chappy at home which is unbetaed 'cus I'm embarrassed about it but hey, if you want it then send me a message and I'lll get it to yah!
Gemxxx