-1A/N: again I am sorry for writing such a short chapter, it's just only proper to have these shorter chapters to begin, until the story gets going properly (around chapter three probably) then the chapters will be rather short.

Again I'm sorry if this inconveniences anyone!

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As-blood-as-it-comes

Deeper than you thought

Chapter One

Need to move on

"I'm worried about Harry," said Sirius, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Don't worry, he won't be out late," said Remus, yawning.

"I don't mean that. It's just well, I…" Sirius sighed heavily and buried his head in his hands.

"What is it?" Remus asked, stroking Sirius' hair.

"I'm just worried, he seems so… so held back!" Sirius growled.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine… now then, what shall we do?"

Sirius grinned mischievously and kissed Remus passionately.

"Harry? Shouldn't you be going back, you look tired!" Draco smirked, stroking Harry's hair.

"It's best to wait till Remus and Sirius are definitely sleeping!" Harry shivered, leaning his head on Draco's shoulder.

"Oh I see… you can stay with me tonight?" Draco said gently, lacing his hand in Harry's as a leaf fell on his nose.

"Draco…" moaned Harry, pulling away. "No, we can't!"

"Look, just strictly sleeping, no more I promise!" Draco said softly, and Harry smiled, shaking his head.

"Come back to mine, I don't get half lonely," Harry said, kissing Draco on the lips gently.

"I don't know…" Draco teased and Harry kissed him more, slipping his tongue in and stroking his hair.

Harry pulled away and laughed.

"Is that a yes, Draco?" Harry smiled, biting Draco's bottom lip.

"Hell yes!" Draco said, kissing Harry enthusiastically.

"Come on then!" Harry laughed, pulling Draco up off the bench.

"Harry?" Draco asked, stopping Harry and pulling him into a tight hug.

"Are you alright, Draco?" Harry asked, concern filling his voice.

"I'm fine, Harry…" Draco smiled, he looked directly into Harry's eyes and engaged him in a deep kiss. "I love you, Harry!"

"Draco?" Harry said, slightly shocked.

"I can't help it, Harry, I really fell for you, I really…" Draco laughed nervously, sighing as he rested his forehead on Harry's.

"Oh shut up, of course I love you too!" Harry whispered as if it were obvious.

A few years ago Harry had trusted Draco by telling him he may be homosexual. Harry had been surprised when Draco had said to him that he was homosexual himself. Their platonic relationship - which had began after the defeat of Voldemort- had slowly deepened until they were certain they were attracted to each other and to even talk of embarking on a sexual relationship would have been pointless.

"Just kill me," laughed Harry.

Draco put one hand to Harry's back, the other to his kneck and leant down, laughing as he pressed his lips onto Harry's slowly.

They sat up in bed, laughing gently. Draco put his hand on Harry's shoulder and kissed his cheek. Harry pushed him down and looked into his silver eyes. Harry kissed Draco aggressively then moved away, lying on his back, with his hand under his head. Draco rolled onto his side and propped himself up with his elbow, stroking Harry's hair with his free hand.

"Harry… you need to move on…" Draco sighed, smiling slightly.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, closing his eyes.

"I think you should move out, get a job, move on, dump me, play the field, live life…"

"What? Dump you? Are you breaking up with me?" Harry yelled, sitting up abruptly in bed.

"NO HARRY! I just think you should get a fucking job!" Draco yelled back.

Harry blinked, completely in shock, unsure of what to do. Draco pulled Harry into a hug and they lay in silence until they fell asleep.

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Hermione opened her eyes and looked at the tuft of red hair, giggling to herself.