It's Thursday again...
A couple days after they got together Draco and Harry were sitting in the living room catching up on some reading in preparation for school. Both quite content to with Draco lying on the couch and Harry sitting on the floor leaning his head on Draco's stomach.
After a few hours had passed Harry lowered his book and turned around to face his boyfriend. "What do we do?" he asked tentatively.
"What do you mean?"
"What are we going to tell them, our friends?"
"Well, how do you feel?" Draco asked sitting up and inviting the noirette to sit next to him.
"I don't know. It's all so new, you know?" Harry sighed as he sat down on the couch and snuggled into his former nemesis. "I haven't even told anyone I'm gay."
"What if we just wait?" Draco started.
"But they'll figure it out if we're not at each other's throats, and I don't think I could bear not talking to you."
"No one will expect hostility, after the war every one changed," Draco explained somberly, "As for talking we can just say that we've decided to be friends. Role models for the younger years on inter-house friendships." He said smirking.
"That could work," Harry replied still unsure, "but not forever."
"It doesn't have to work forever. Just until we're ready." Draco smiled and kissed his boyfriend's forehead. "Now, how about some lunch. Do we have leftovers from last night?" He enquired as he traipsed off towards the kitchen leaving Harry no other option but to follow.
"Yeah, but I'm saving it for dinner tonight, so we don't have to cook. How about PB&J sandwiches instead."
"You and your peanut butter Potter. I swear given half the chance you'd live off that stuff." Draco complained loudly but accepted the sandwich anyway.
That's chapter 3 done. Sorry It was so short.
As usually please tell me if you spot any errors.
Thank you
~CaitlinAurora