Reunion

Harry sighed as he looked out the Hogwarts-Express. Finally they were going back to Hogwarts. To Draco.

The last few weeks had been worse than expected. Of course he had known that he would miss the little cat. But that he would almost cry, each time he passed the scratching post, which he could not remove... He was carrying the toy-mouse in his pocked at all times and each morning he was looking for the little cat. He hadn't expected that. He was lovesick.

But it was going to be over in a few hours. Hopefully. But maybe Draco had decided differently? Had everything only been a stupid joke?

They hadn't had any contact, since Snape had taken Draco with him. No letters, no talks through the floo, and no visits. The only reason Harry knew was that Draco was back to human form, were the reports about Malfoy seniors trial.

Lucius Malfoy had finally gotten his well deserved sentence in Askaban. Not only for the maltreatment of his son, that had gone on for quite a few years, and as the trial brought forward, his wife. No, even the Death Eater trials were reopened, since the public had demanded it. And this time he couldn't save himself through a bribe. Lucius would spend the rest of his live in jail.

Harry had hoped that he'd be asked to give testimony as a witness but that hadn't been necesarry after the victim had come back. Not even in Diagon Alley Harry had met him, even though he had spent lots of time buying his school stuff.

Of course neither Hermione nor Ron did miss the fact that Harry's mood was down. And after they had promised him not to be mad, he had told them that he was in love with Draco. And that Draco was returning his feelings or at least claiming to do so. At first Ron had taken a deep breath and seemed to count to 10.000, but took it surprisingly well. Even though he shared Harry's fear that everything was a joke from Draco, now. Hermione on the other hand found the whole story just "sooooo sweet and romantic" and didn't stop trying to give Harry confidence.

And now he sat there, together with his friends in their compartment and was waiting for their arrival in Hogsmeade. Draco had stayed in Hogwarts. Not that Harry was surprised. It would have been impractical to get all the way back to London. But that didn't change the fact that he didn't want anything but being together with Draco in a lonely apartment. He sighed again.

„Hello! Earth to Harry! On which cloud are you walking?" Ron shook him from his daydreams. A bit unnerved he turned towards the red-head. "What?" Ron lifted his armes in surrender. And Harry realised that he was already wearing his school uniform. "Hey, everything alright. I just wanted to tell you that we are about to arrive in Hogsmeade in a few minutes. So if you don't want to meet your sweety as a muggle, you ought to change your clothes.

Sighing Harry got up and took out his uniform.

With butterflies in his belly, Harry stepped out of the carriage. Immediately his eyes wandered to the entrance of the castle. Without success. 'Why should Draco stand outside and wait, he could do that inside just as well.' Harry tried to calm himself. But his hope sank when he didn't see Draco in the entrance hall nor in front of the great hall. Hermione next to him, who realised how he felt, clapped his shoulder in support. Then they entered the hall.

And there he was.

Slightly offside, so he would not be jostled and could still have a good view on them. He didn't seem to have seen Harry. Harry stood stock still, which led to bumping behind him but that didn't matter to him. Not even three meters did he away from him was Draco.

And then their eyes met.

Harry had the feeling his heart had stopped beating. For a few minutes they stared into each others eyes. Of course some people in the hall had realised that. And since the three Gryffindors were among the last, the two men were soon attracting attention. They were the only ones who were still standing. Even the teachers watched the scene interested. Most expected some sort of fight, maybe even a duell.

It was finally Draco who moved first. With an unreadable expression on his face he moved towards Harry and stopped just in front of him. It was so silent, that it would have been possible to hear a pin falling to the ground.

Then Draco lifted his hand, but not like many expected, to hit Harry, no. Gently he laid his hand in Harry's neck and started to stroke him. And a smile appeared on his face, just like on Harry's. "I'm not purring." Harry whispered. "We will see that!" Draco answered, then he drew the smaller boy towards him and kissed him.

Standing in the great hall, they seemed to forget everything around him. The hall burst in a rumour once the people had overcome their shock.

But neither Harry nor Draco realised that.

Only the clearing of a throat brought the both of them back to reality. Professor Snape was standing directly in front of them and was staring angrily at them. Once he had gained the attention of the both of them he began to speak in his normal cold tone. "Potter, Malfoy! Go to my office and wait for me there!" With that he turned around with a dramatic wave of his cloak and strode back towards the teachers table. But Harry had realised something funny. Had Snape really just smiled at him?

Draco had finally managed to drag him down towards the dungeons. There he had entered Snapes office via the professors password, which brought Harry to stop. What was going on?

Every reasonable thought was interrupted when Draco kissed him again, just after they had entered the room and closed the door. And this time Harry couldn't help but purr. He could feel Draco smiling.

Once they let go of each other, they made themself comfortable on the sofa, which hadn't been there the last time Harry had been in here. Still smiling Harry finally asked. "So why for god's sake did Snape just smile at me?" Draco looked at him perplex, and then started giggling uncontrollably. It took a while until he had calmed down again.

„Oh god", he finally said fighting for breath. He looked at Harry from gleaming silver eyes. "Do you know, somewhere along the line he realised that I was lovesick" Harrys heart made a leap. Draco had felt just like him. "And he pressed me until I told him whose fault it was." Draco grinned, his cheeks reddening. "After he had tried to convince me of the opposite he finally accepted it. And then... then he actually tried to have THE talk with me." With those words, he began laughing again and had to lean on Harry so he would not fall from the sofa. Harry needed a while before he understood what Draco meant. Once it had sunk in a red color shot into his cheeks. Professor Snape had told him the facts of life. He had told Draco what he had to do if when he had sex with him, Harry? "Oh my god!" Harry sighed uncomfortably, which only led to another laugh from Draco. Snape was definetly more sadistic than he had thought so far.

It took a while until they had both calmed down again. Harry had finally understood that it had not been Snapes intention to come to his office. As unbelievable as it seemed, Snape had only wanted to enable them to have some personal time together. Maybe he was not that sadistic after all...

They cuddled on the smooth cushions for a long time, but sometime they had to go back to their dormitories. Shortly before they had to seperate Harry couldn't stop himself from asking a question. With a grin he turned to Draco. "Do you still scratch the floor after going to the toilet?" with that he left as fast as possible, laughing. And leaving a horribly blushing Draco behind.

Tbc

There is only one left. And I'm still in dire need of a Translator for my other stories...