Harry wakes as the sun finds its way into Draco's room. He eases himself from beneath the other man, watching him sleep for a moment before leaving. After a quick shower and a fresh set of clothes, Harry's head is in the Floo.
"Are you certain, Harry?"
"Absolutely. I'm ready." Harry's early-morning enthusiasm startles Professor McGonagall. "I've thought about it and I need to do something. They need to know. I'm ready now."
Minerva nods. "I'm glad you feel that way. When can we expect you?"
"I'm hoping to commute." Harry looks away. "Like Neville does."
"Ahh I see," she remarks knowingly. "I will make arrangements." She's writing and Harry hears the scratch of her quill. "Can I expect you tomorrow for introductions and orientation?"
"Yes, Professor."
He's nearly skipping as he makes it to breakfast. Draco snorts, but goes back to reading his paper.
"Draco?" Harry asks with a mouth full of bacon.
"Do finish your food, Harry. It's impolite to speak with half the pig shoved in your mouth."
He swallows, takes a gulp of juice and smiles. "I've accepted a teaching position." Draco lets the paper drop farther toward the table. "At Hogwarts." Harry's beaming now.
Draco looks shaken. He gathers himself enough to ask, "When will you be moving out?"
It's Harry's turn to fall apart a little at the seams. He turns his knife over a few times on the table. "I was hoping to stay and commute." His words start to drop to the table, but he lifts his shoulders and looks Draco in the eyes. "I can leave as soon as my rooms are ready."
Harry moves to go, but Draco catches him. "I meant it—I want you to stay." He tugs Harry down for a kiss, made sloppy by the syrup clinging to Harry's mouth. He licks it away. "Look—I'm not sure how to do—" he looks helpless, but continues, "this."
Harry chokes out a laugh. "Well I'm not, either. I guess we'll have to muddle through it."
Draco nods, checking his watch for the time. "Damn. I have—" He steals another kiss.
"To go—" Another. "To work." They keep trying to talk in between kisses, but eventually Harry breaks away.
"Go to work, Draco." Draco nods, then reluctantly gets up and leaves.