A/N: Here's a new update, all I can say right now. Ooh but I'm going to the system of a down concert, very excited. This chapter is mostly about introducing the finders of the golden tickets and exploring Harry and Draco's new relationship so sometimes the focus'll shift to Draco…those parts will be marked with the word Draco.
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Draco
"Harry, c'mon don't fall asleep on me now!" I snickered. I carefully nudged the mass that was leaning on my shoulder, the creature beside me groaned and cuddled closer to me, snuggling his chin in my neck. It felt good to have his warm breath on my neck, a constant reminder that somebody was finally here with me. I couldn't help grinning though, "Damn it! Who falls asleep during the exorcist?"
I smiled down at my eighteen year old companian who sleeping at my side. A sign passed my lips. It'd been a long time since I had anybody I could really relate to. In fact I don't think I'll ever find somebody who I can really relate to. But Harry…Harry can't relate to me at all. Harry was stubborn, headstrong, and in some twisted way perpetually naïve. Harry could only be Harry, not an elegant socialite, no never an elegant socialite, I thought with a laugh.
But that was a refreshing break from my world. Everybody wears masks and hides their true natures, everybody has a hidden agenda. Not Harry, Harry was always just Harry. I liked being around another human being…who was just himself.
I liked the way Harry would sometimes bit the tips of his fingers when he was nervous, without even realizing what he was doing. I liked how his emotions always showed in those big green eyes of his. I liked watching other people look at him and wish he was theirs. But most of all I loved the look on his face when I gave him something. He would light up as if fireworks had gone off in his eyes. He'd glow, and I just wanted to spend my life basking in that glow.
I threaded my fingers through his hair and sighed. There was so much he didn't know, so much he had yet to suffer. I wanted to save him, I wanted to free him so badly. But I wanted to be with him. I know it sounds selfish, but I was almost willing to subject him to any torture just so he could always be with me.
I wish, sometimes, that things could turn out differently, sometimes I wish that all those years ago I had never met Harry and given him that doll. I wish that Harry could've been sparred all this pain…but then again, if I'd never given Harry that damn doll then I never would've met him…
Once again I sighed, I've been sighing far to much lately. I wouldn't worry about the future, not now. All that mattered right now was that Harry was all mine. Mine to shower gifts upon and mine to protect. So I lifted him in my arms, he's so small it wasn't difficult at all.
I brought him to my bed and laid him down on it. I didn't bother to even change into my own pajamas, I just wanted to hold him so badly. I lay down beside him and gathered all his body into my arms and let my arms press against the small of his back and his chin rest in the crook of my neck again. I loved the small of his back, I loved the way it was always perfectly arched and how it was always so warm. "Harry, Harry, Harry." I sighed into his hair. "I wish that I could keep you here forever…"
"Forever and Ever?" Harry asked groggily, fidgeting a little bit to get comfy.
"Until the end of time…"
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Harry
"Nuh?" I groaned. I opened my eyes to soft tendrils of sunlight, snaking over my body. But something else was keeping me warm, a body, arms around my back, a neck in my face. My eyes widened suddenly as I realized who I was sleeping with.
Lying beside me was Draco, blonde perfect Draco. I smiled at him, he didn't look like a child when he slept, or any silly cliché like that. He looked…like Draco with his eyes closed, nothing special.
I couldn't help darting my face close to his and giving him a little peck on the cheek. Suddenly arms tightened behind me back and lips were pressing against mine. I let Draco roll on top of me and while he was distracted exploring my mouth with his tongue I rolled on top of him.
He broke the kiss by looking up at me with an amused wonderment. I grinned at him and pecked his cheek, this time with no extra kissing. "honestly, I give you an inch and you take a bleedin' mile."
Draco just laughed and sat up, from my position on his chest I was suddenly straddling his lap. "Morning sunshine,"
"Did I fall asleep last night?" I yawned, stretching and crawling off Draco. I realized I was still dressed in my baggy clothes from the night before and shrugged, I could wear them again today.
"You fell asleep half way through the exorcist," Draco said dryly, "how do you do it?"
I blushed and shrugged, "I was tired."
"We should go check the news." He grabbed my wrist and padded out of the room with me stumbling behind him.
"Wha? Why should we check the news?" I asked in a fluster as I was lifted into the air and deposited onto our couch. Draco plopped down beside me and with one hand flicked on the TV and the other wrapping around my waist like I was a teddy bear.
"Draco!" I growled, "You're squeezing me to death!"
"Hush, look at the tv." Draco chided.
I sighed but never the less focused my attention on the television. We were watching the news…breaking news in fact. A pretty female reporter was standing in a gusty wind, clothes blowing wildly but her hair didn't move an inch.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm Kate Riders, reporting live from Hicksvill Kentucky! Today the first of Draco Malfoy's golden tickets has been found in this average Kentucky household!" She gushed. "It was just yesterday that Mr. Malfoy announced this contest to find five lucky guests who would get to visit his factory for a day! The first winner is Miss Annabell Rexia, my co-worker Todd Tankerneiski is already inside with Miss Rexia."
I burst out laughing, "Annabell Rexia?" I snickered, Draco was watching the screen with a huge grin on his face and I looked back at it and cracked up.
A girl who barely topped five foot three was starring into the camera with painfully huge baby blue eyes and stringy blonde hair in two braids. She was dressed in micro shorts that could be called underwear in some circles and a red checkered top that was knotted underneath her non existent chest. She was so painfully skinny that she looked like she'd break if you poked her to hard. Anna was waving around a golden ticket. "Hi Yall!"
"Miss Rexia," Todd asked, holding a microphone to her huge pink lips.
"Call me Anna! None of this miss Rexia stuff!" She snorted.
"…Right, Anna, tell us how you found the golden ticket!"
"Oh, well I was dun eatin' mah yearly chocolate bar, cause I gotta watch my figure ya know!" She snorted, followed by a desperate gaze down at herself, "Er…those rumors about a camera adding ten pounds? They ain't true is they?"
"Um…" Todd looked down at her and smiled, "No of course not! In fact you should eat more! It makes you look even slimmer!"
Anna snorted and slapped his arm, "Well ain't you a kidder! But anywho, I was dun eatin' my chocolate bar when I bit on something! And then I thought it was a caramel and I ran to throw up! Do you know how many darn calories are in caramel? So after I dun threw up I looked at the chocolate bar and then I saw it was gold! An' then I called mah paw! An' he said it was gold!"
"…Mr. Rexia any comments?" Todd switched up to her father who was wearing a pair of overalls and holding another extremely skinny woman at his side, whose knees trembled as she smiled weakly at the camera.
"Ah…nope! Me n' my wife Flower-"
"My names Charlotte," The woman corrected through clenched teeth, she was grinning so hard it looked like her teeth would shatter.
"Right, whatever you say, hunny," He snorted condescendingly and squeezed her tightly. "Well ever after I met Flower in New York I figured I had to take 'er home with me! Ain't she a doll!"
He shoved the brunette in front of him and she looked desperately into the camera. "Please help me! I have no idea who this man is, he kidnapped me from my dorm while I was sleeping! When I woke up I was in this house! He won't feed me and he keeps calling me flower! Help me!"
The man grabbed Anna and held them all together for a family picture, "Ain't my ladies precious?"
"My names Rachel Johnson, I'll pay you! Please just get me the hell out of here!"
"See! My wife dun be a poet!"
The camera switched over to Todd who was grinning wildly, "Well that's our breaking news for today, I'm going to go rescue this woman in exchange for sexual favors."
The camera switched back to Kate who nodded encouragingly, "You do that Todd. And that's or story for tonight, tune in next for tips on how to encourage your terminally ill child."
Draco flipped off the tv and I laughed uncontrollably. "Harry! That's not funny! That poor girl's anorexic!"
That only made me laugh harder, "It's a good thing you know her name!"
"Harry don't laugh," Draco snickered, "At least not when we meet her, that would be bad publicity."
I curled against his side, gasping for breath, "Ooh god was that real? That was too funny to be real!"
"Believe it or not, sunshine, I can't wait to see who finds the next ticket," Draco sniggered.
Harry burst into giggles again and gasped out, "I betcha it's some weirdo art student who wears legwarmers!"
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The next morning I, garbed in one of Draco's oversized sweaters and a pair of denim shorts, plopped down on the couch beside Draco, holding a cup of hot chocolate, I could never stand coffee. "What's the story wishbone?" I asked.
Draco shot me a look that clearly stated I was insane, I just grinned and shook my head, "It's this old show about a dog that goes into books."
"Just look at the screen."
On screen was a tall woman with neon blue hair and a huge pair of old lady glasses, she stood uncomfortably with all the curvaceous glory of a pencil. This odd creature was garbbed in a neon green turtle neck and an ill fitting neon orange skirt over a pair of electric blue tights. On her feet was a pair of old bright pink converse sneakers and her legs were incased in neon green legwarmers. Around her neck were piled a multitude of bright day glow scarves in every color of the rainbow. "I'm an art student in London, so I'm really low on money, but I like to make my own clothes! Someday I want to be an interior designer!"
"And how did you find the golden ticket?" Todd Tankerneiski asked.
"Well I was looking at a chocolate bar to see if I could use it to design a room, you know as inspiration! I had to wear rubber gloves cause I'm allergic to chocolate though." She began to snort and then giggled wildly as if she'd made the worlds' funniest joke.
I starred at the screen completely dumbfounded. "Are you serious?"
"Looks like Harry's a psychic," The blonde beside me smirked.
"A weirdo art student who wears legwarmers," I repeated in a hollow voice. "And she's allergic to chocolate…why the hell would she go to a chocolate factory?"
"Miss Velvet Cushion?" Todd asked in a confused voice,
"Yupp! I'm Velvet Cushion!" Velvet said with a grin.
"…Right, so you're allergic to chocolate, so why go to a chocolate factory?"
"Oh well I'm searching for inspiration!" She moaned, "I must find my MUSE!" She burst into tears and crumpled to the floor.
Todd turned around with a huge fake grin and said, "Thanks for tuning in to action news three, folks, I'm going to comfort this insecure, unstable girl in exchange for sexual favors."
The camera flipped back to Kate Rogers who grinned at it. "That's all for today laides and gentlemen. Come back tomorrow when our golden ticket special continues. For now tune in to our emergency seminar-does your asshole boss even have an asshole? How on man discovered the truth about his boss.
I grabbed the remote out of Draco's hand and flicked it off. "Those emergency news seminars are so silly." I sighed and rested my head against Draco's shoulder. His arm snaked around my waist and we sat there cuddling for a while before I finally asked, "So what's the point?"
"Hm?" Draco murmured in question.
"Why invite people in? We've been happy on our own." I sighed. Honestly I was hopping I would never have to share Draco. I wanted him to be all mine. Sometimes I felt like he just wanted to keep me by his side…forever. I felt like we wanted the same thing. And at others I felt this regret from Draco, remorse. I couldn't understand what he was so rueful. It happened at the oddest times, even now I could feel a sigh brimming in his chest.
"I'll explain to you later Harry." He shrugged. I brought my body closer to him and wrapped both arms around his neck.
"Stop keeping secrets from me." I insisted. "I hate these damned secrets…there's always a secret with you isn't there!"
"You're always asking for that, your always asking for honesty," Draco smirked, "But you don't understand what your asking for…you don't understand what honesty is."
That feeling that the creature I was cuddling with was miles and miles away from me returned. So I slowly disentangled myself from him and scooted to the far end of the couch. Just when I thought I was close enough to touch him, I was still miles and miles away from the skin of the real Draco Malfoy. And sometimes…sometimes I think it stung him just as much as it stung me.
For once a hand cupped my cheek and tilted my chin up. Those dazzling blue eyes smiled down at me, one of those sad smiles. I could see remorse glittered in his icy blue eyes. Draco's eyes rarely looked as dead as they used to. It was so much easier for me to put that sparkle back in them. And I had put that glimmer in his eyes once again, I'd put that sad glimmer in his eye.
"Soon, Harry, very soon…all will be revealed." He whispered.
I scooted back into the couch and bushed that hand from my cheek. I crossed my arms over my chest, "Not soon enough."
His laughed wrapped around me like a thick red ribbon, drawing me inexplicably closer to him. That warm sound surrounded me and suddenly his arms were surrounding me and not his laugh.
"Be careful what you wish for, lovely, it might just come true."
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The next day on the six a clock news we once again sat down on the couch to watch the golden ticket special. Today I hadn't even bothered to hazard a guess at what sort of crazy person would win, but somehow I knew today somebody else would win. I still felt crappy about pouting at Draco yesterday, after our mini-fight we'd retreated to our separate rooms; I hadn't seen him all day except for now.
I was carefully distanced from him, trying not to give into my internal desire to kiss him and say I'm sorry. But I crossed my arms over my chest and fixed blank vacant eyes on the tv, I guess I only had eyes for Draco.
A warm arm wrapped around my shoulders and I was yanked close to the taller warm body. No words were needed, he just kissed the top of my head and I kissed his cheek. My head rested on his chest and my knees were brought up to my own. We watched in silence as Kate Riders smiled at the screen.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Tonight we continue our golden ticket special without the third lucky winner, Cho Vander-Mc-O'Mally-Wood Chang, from Amsterdam! My co-worker Todd Tankerneiski is reporting live from the scene."
On the other half of the screen and image of Todd pushed Kate off the screen. He was standing on a barely lit street in front of a window with a stripping woman. Right next to her was a huge image of a naked man posing. Todd's grin was so wide and bright it nearly drove me insane. "Thanks Kate, tonight we're live in Amsterdam at Cho Vander-Mc-O' Mally-Wood Chang's usual street. Cho, tell u about yourself."
The camera switched to a small woman with inky black and thickly lashed and lined chocolate brown eyes. She was wearing a tank top that was smaller then most hankies and an extremely short mini skirt. Her legs were incased in leather boots and she was smoking a cigarette. "My names' Cho…I'm from London…I cost money, I don't do chickens."
"How much money?"
"How much you got…stud." Cho flirted.
"Six hundred dollars on me."
"Um…Tod?" One of the camera men asked meekly, "Should you ask her about the golden ticket?"
"Yeah," Todd snickered, "Hey baby, let's go back to my place and you can tell me all about the golden ticket there." She giggled and Todd looked at the camera, "Thank you for watching, now back to Kate Riders."
Draco switched off the tv and grinned down at me, "What a babe."
I looked up at Draco, frowning, "Wait a minute you like girls?"
"Yeah why wouldn't I?" The blonde snickered.
"…But you like me?"
Draco shot me an exasperated look, "I let you sleep in my bed, so I think I like you a fair bit."
"So your bi?"
"Actually you're the first guy I've ever liked…I liked you ever since I met you." Draco laughed.
"You hated me! We were always arguing," I asked once again completely confused. Unless I had been misinterpreting something, Draco hadn't liked me at all when we first met in his limo…I was nothing but a pain.
The blonde stopped laughing as if he'd just remembered something he shrugged and smirked. "Well maybe I didn't like you much, did I?"
"But you just said…Oh never mind." I sighed and fell back into his chest. I felt like he knew something…had we met before that night in the limo? Before he'd tricked me into working for him? No I couldn't remember him at all…Suddenly an image of a pretty doll popped into my mind, with golden hair and brilliant dead blue eyes. She was covered in snow and her pretty dress was soaked.
I shook my head to clear the strange image from my mind. "What do ya wanna do now?" I asked sleepily.
"Tired already?"
"Well chasing your skinny ass around the meadow kinda tired me out," I snorted. "And you left me to flounder the bloody chocolate river for an hour!"
"You know you liked it." Draco snickered.
"You bleedin' push me in the river and then you forgot to rescue me! I was drowning in chocolate and you just stood on the bank laughing at me!" I protested, giving him a light smack on the arm.
"You bleedin' look sexy all covered in chocolate," Draco whispered huskily, making my cheeks burn.
"Let's just watch tv, you pervert." I growled stiffly, shifting away from Draco. I was promptly dragged back against that warm body by an arm…and to be honest I didn't mind.
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Draco
He fell asleep again. I can't believe he fell asleep again! I didn't even think he was that tired! Well I did leave him to flounder in the river, but that was hilarious, funniest thing I've seen all week. Not to mention he looks great all covered in chocolate. I can't help myself from kissing the top of his sleeping head.
The sweetest, cutest, most amazing thing I've ever met was and will always be Harry James Potter. I guess I may tease him a lot…I keep secrets from him, and I'm cold sometimes. I just hope he realizes how important he's become to me.
I didn't expect for him to ever become anything much to me. In the beginning I'd hoped things wouldn't end up like they did last time…but I guess you can't always get what you want. I laced my fingers through Harry's hair and smiled. It was getting far to long, he'd need a hair cut soon.
I pressed a tiny kiss on the top of his head and slid down on the couch myself, I didn't feel like getting up and going to bed. I just wanted to stay here, in this moment, forever with Harry.
A sudden thought popped into my head, I remembered Harry asking me if I was bi. I like women…but I've never been in love with a woman. I've also never been in love with a man, the only person I've ever loved is Harry. I've loved those adorable big green eyes ever since we first met…all those years ago in the snow.
Now my head was resting on the arm rest and my arms were wrapped tightly around Harry, my legs curled around his, keeping the slim man on the couch. His face rested lightly on my collar bone and his warm breath was like a sedative. It was a constant reassurance that he was here.
I wish he could always be here with me. I laced my fingers through his dark locks and I felt him shift closer to me, one of his arms flung itself around my neck and his slim finger grabbed a fistful of my hair. "Don't even think about moving," He grumbled sleepily. I watched him with a smile he drifted again to sleep.
I never expected to fall in love…but whatda ya know? I did.
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Harry
I woke up the next morning, not wrapped in Draco's arms, but to the voice of the tv and Draco's chest pillowing my head as it normally did. "Did we fall asleep on the couch?" I asked groggily, rubbing my eyes.
"You did, I just decided to sleep here with you because it's too hard to carry you back to the bed," Draco snickered. "You're putting on weight, Harry."
"Hardy har har." I growled, sticking my tongue out at him. I glanced over at the tv and saw the familiar face of Todd Tankerneiski. I glared at Draco and dryly announced, "My, my, my, I wonder what's on tv today? Oh what do you know, it's the bleedin' news!"
"Oh come on, don't you want to know what sort of nutcases we're letting into the factory!" The blonde laughed.
"Yes, but we've watched the morning and evening news like clockwork! Every day somebody finds a ticket," I ranted, I shot a suspicious glanced at Draco, "You set this up didn't you!"
He burst out laughing and patted my head, "Sorry sunshine, I may be rich and sexy, but I can't control who will find these six random tickets."
I harrumphed at him and playfully nipped his lip, "I don't believe you."
Draco's blue eyes flew wide open in shock.
"Draco?"
He pointed at the screen and I sighed. I looked back at it and my eyes probably widened to the size of tea saucers.
On the screen was a man of at least 5'9 with long brown hair and impossibly pale brown eyes which were lined in black, making them all the more extraordinary. His ears were pointed and he was wearing a striped shirt, black cargo shirt shorts, and a pair of frightening boots. "My names' Valandil Elensar."
"Um…it says on the car your name's Charles Mansonn?" Todd asked. The two men were standing in a black room, the walls equipt with handcuffs, knives, boards, electrical equipment…and a smoking barbeque. Todd looked rather pale and disturbed.
Valandil/Charles scowled, "That is my human name…but I'm not a human…I am an elf-lord of the west, my skill with the knife is unmatched!" His wicked grin turned into a frown, "Your not one of them are you?"
"I don't know who them are…" Todd said nervously, his eyes darted to the left and right. "Where did you find the golden ticket Mr. Mansonn?"
"The other night I found a hooker and I brought her home…hehehe…and I found it." He said with a creepily toothy grin.
"You found the ticket in your house?"
"No in the hooker silly! I guess she ate a chocolate bare before she came over!" Charles/ Valandil chortled.
Todd paled and looked as if he might vomit.
"Do you want to stay for lunch? I'm having an old friend!" Charles/Valandil offered flirtacious, brushing against Todd.
The male reporter shrieked and tossed his mic in the air. "I'm not gay! It was an accident! I thought she was a woman! And we did it! Oh god and when I reached around…there was no vagina! There was no vagina!" He sobbed and crumpled to the floor.
"There, there…it happens to the best of us," Charles/ Valandil said as he knelt by the poor man, patting his back. "You'll stay here for eternity and be my elf companion!"
Charles/ Valandil suddenly slammed his foot into the wooden floor and suddenly Todd fell through the floor. Charles/ Valandil grinned ferociously and pulled several knives out form behind his back, "Die Orc scum!"
The camera men screamed and the screen turned to static before Kat Riders was looking with shocked eyes at the footage. "Well…" a smile broke out on her face. "I'd like to take this opportunity to announce my co-worker, Todd's retirement, he was a good man and we'll miss him. He'll be replaced by Enrique Rizzoldi Tune in later today for our next update in the hunt for the golden tickets."
Draco flicked the tv off.
"We don't actually have to let Mr. Manson into the factory do we?"
"Oh no, we have to…if he's got a golden ticket…." The blonde growled. "How come all the weirdos win my contests!"
"But it was the hookers ticket until he dismembered her." I pointed out matter-of-factly.
"But now it's his."
"Hold me!" I sniffled teasingly.
Draco wrapped his arms loving around me and rolled his eyes, "I bet the next one's going to be some skitzophrenic hobo who thinks he's a Romanian-!"
I clapped a hand over his mouth and pressed a finger to my lips, "Shush! Don't say it or it'll actually happen!"
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Generally somebody found a tick each day, just one ticket. But call us lucky, today two people found the last two ticket on the same day. This morning we'd woken up to the distressing Charles Mansonn and now we again sat cuddled on the couch for the evening news, eating McDonalds fast food. Draco was particularly enjoying his cheeseburger.
"Hold my hand," I growled.
"Would it kill you to say please?" The blonde snickered through bites of cheeseburger. I glared at him and snatched his hand. I cuddled close to him and prayed quickly that a normal sane person had found the ticket.
"Hello London, I'm Kate Riders and this is the golden ticket news bulletin. The last ticket has been found! It was found earlier today by a Dr. Dracula Bloodgood…We go live to the scene with Enrique Rizzoldi."
Enrique was five foot three with long curly blonde hair and huge bottle glass green eyes. His skin was the color of fresh cream and there was not a drop of Mexican blood in him. "OMIIGAAAAWWWWD!" He squealed. I burst out laughing. Enrique was dressed flamboyantly in a tiny white leather tank top, tiny white short shorts, pink platform boots, a pink feather boa, and last but not least a hot pink pimp hat. "I'm Enrique Rizzoldi and I'll be filling in for Todd! They just phoned me a few minutes ago and told me that I had to do the news and I just finished partying!" He giggled and then shrugged. "Ah but anywho we're here today with, what's your name mister?"
He held the mic in front of a dirty disgusting hobo who grunted, "Dr. Dracula Bloodgood…I Romanian Dr-"
"-Rockstar!" Dracula howled at himself.
"Doctor!" Dracula shouted, cuffing himself in the face.
"We're a Rockstar!"
"OOOH I wanna be an accountant!"
"No! you sick sonofabitch! We're a doctor!" The hobo punched himself in the face. Dracula beat himself up for a while, with a very shocked Enrique watching. Finally the hobo stood up and looked back into the camera and said seriously. "We are a doctor."
"Draco…" I trailed off, "I'm scared."
The blonde nodded gravely. "I am too," He took another bite of his cheeseburger and grinned at me.
"Seriously!" I protested. "Nothing but weirdo's have won!"
Suddenly a loud bang came from the screen and both men's gazes jerked over to it, Enrique was holding a smoking hot pink gun and blew the smoke off. "Looks like my pimptastic powers have saved the day!"
The femmy little man plucked the golden ticket from the hobo's hand and held it up. "OOOH I won! I get to go to the factory and see sexy Draco Malfoy! OOOH I'm so excited! I hope we have sex! That'll show all those bastards in high school who said I'd never be a star-fucker!"
I burst out laughing and Draco glared at me. I flipped off the tv and nuzzled into his neck, laughing. "This is rich, just rich!" I cackled.
Draco grinned and kissed me. "We'll be fine, sunshine."
"I hope so…oh sweet Jesus, Charles Mansonn!" I giggled.
"Luckily you have me to protect you sexy little body." The blonde snickered. I smacked his arm lightly and blushed.
"Shuaddup!"
"God I love it when you blush,"
"Stoppit you're making me blush more!" I growled, scooting away from him.
"…Hey Harry? Would you dress up in a pimp hat and a boa…it kinda turned me on…"
"Filthy, dirty, Pervert!" I yelped, scrambling all the way to the other side of the couch.
"You gotta admit the leather shorts were hot." Draco insisted.
I reached out and tried to smack his arm again. Draco grinned fierily at me and leapt on top of me. I tumbled off the couch and he situated himself on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. "The power of Christ compels you!" I yelped.
"Agree to the boa and the pimp hat and I'll be fully exorcised."
"Never!"
And that's when Draco broke out his secret weapon…and it wasn't a picture of a very drunk me…it was…The tickles of ultimate ticklishness! "You asked for it!"
"Ah! No Draco!" I giggled hysterically, writhing on the ground. "Ah! God no! I'm ticklish!"
"Say yes!"
"Nev-AH! It tickles!"
"Say it!"
"Yes!" I finally shrieked.
The tickles subsided and were replaced by a passionate long kiss. Draco looked down into my eyes for a long time, a smile glimmering on both our faces. Draco finally dipped his head down and pecked my cheek before rolling onto the floor next to me. Those long arms snaked around me and pulled me closer to him.
I laid my head over his chest and sighed at his steady heart beat. "If you left I'd miss you."
"I'd miss me too." The blonde teased.
"No…Draco…" I trialed off, "Just…don't ever leave me alone."
"I wouldn't ever."
"I know," I confessed, but I couldn't ignore the tightening in my chest. "But I have this feeling that something bad is going to happen to us. And I just want to stay here with you, always."
"If that's what you really want, then you'll always wake up right here beside me." Draco whispered.
"Good." I said softly. I interlaced my fingers through his and watched as our matching rings formed an intricate knot of gold and silver and black all wrapping around the center heart of glittering sapphire and shimmering emerald.
A/N: Woohoo, took me to write this chapter, what do you think of our golden ticket winners? Please review and tell me, but isn't Enrique adorable!
