I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a long time! I had writers block and a lot more on my mind. Well here it is now, hope it's worth the wait. Please leave reviews if you favorite it. I love hearing what you think. And this does have more graphic scenes if you get what I mean so please no flames about how I'm ruing your fragile minds with mental images of Harry and Draco which are probably already there without my help lol (lots of laughs). Just to let you all know. Thanks. Bye.
There is a kissing game further on in the story which I first saw on the "L word" and have played the game myself. Just to let you all know that I didn't create the game that was the "L word" And now on with the story!
"What's wrong Harry?" Draco asks once we were back into our comfy apartment. And though I looked calm and collected on the outside. I was fuming on the inside.
"What?...oh, I'm fine." I mumble walking of into our bedroom and undoing my scarf.
"I wish you'd stop saying that." Draco says coming around and looking into my eyes.
"Stop saying what?" I mumble pretending to get sidetracked and going of to open a random wardrobe door when Draco grabs my wrist.
"Stop saying that you're fine." Draco says giving a soft smile. And letting go of my wrist.
"But I am fine." I mumble turning away from him and putting clothes into the wardrobe, before I can put another thing into the wardrobe Draco snakes his arms around my waist and whispers softly into my ear.
"We all know you're not fine." He whispers. I let out a sigh and turn around into his grasp. He leans forward and tucks a few strands of loose hair behind my ear before looking down at me. "What's wrong with you?"
"Just stressed, about work." I mumble nuzzling into his chest. I can feel his hands in my hair as my hands wander down to the bottom of his back
"Ok." he mumbles.
"Err do you mind if I go out tonight. You know, clear my head?" I ask. I look into Draco's disappointed face that forcefully turns into a smile.
"That's fine. But phone if you're crashing somewhere." He says giving a warm smile. I give him a soft kiss before walking out the door.
" I think he's seeing someone." I mumble.
"What!" Blaise shouts. "Look stay there we're coming over."
Before I can do anything Blaise and Evan are standing in our living room. "What do you mean you think he's cheating on you?" Blaise begins carrying on from the conversation on the phone.
"What?" Evan says only just hearing the new information. "You think Harry's cheating on you?"
"Well he's acting really weird. Have you not noticed that?" I say. "Maybe I'm paranoid"
"Or you're right." Blaise adds before Evan can give him a sharp jab in the ribs.
"How do you know he's cheating?" Evan asks giving his Fiancé warning glares.
"He's been really secretive. And at the moment I hardly ever see him. And when I do he's always in a funny mood because of work. It's just horrible at the moment." I mumble.
"Horrible?" Blaise repeats raising his eyebrows.
"Ok, not horrible." I add. "Being with Harry is never horrible. But its hard not knowing what's wrong with him. Did he say anything to you about anything Evan?" I ask desperately.
"Err. He didn't say anything. I think he's frustrated about work. Because he's on desk duty most of the time." Evan says not looking into my eyes.
"I know he's up to something." I mumble.
I sit in the usual bar, drumming my fingers on the table while I sip my whiskey.
"Is getting drunk the answer Harry?" A familiar voice asks.
"It's always the answer." I mumble. I hear them sit beside me. "Hello professor."
"Harry come now. You're a young man. I'm no longer you're headmaster. Albus will do fine." The familiar man says ordering another round of fire whiskeys.
"Albus I must say no." I say looking down at the fire whiskey.
"And I must insist." He says picking up his own fire whiskey. "And as you say. It always helps."
"I suppose." I mumble.
"What's bothering you Harry?" Albus asks.
"You wouldn't understand." I mutter.
"I wouldn't." He says his twinkling eyes bleeding into mine. He leans forward and gives a small smile. "Try me."
"I want to propose to my partner." I mutter.
"And that's bothering you. Has Mr. Malfoy not said yes?" He asks. I wasn't even going to bother asking how he knew I was dating Draco, as we weren't together till a few years after graduation.
"I've tried numerous times. And it's just not working. I'm starting to think I'm cursed." I mutter making Albus chuckle.
"Harry I'd find it hard to understand if you were cursed. And even if you were I think stopping you getting engaged to Draco would not be the priority." He says with a smile.
"I just want to be able to do it." I mumble.
"Maybe you should stop trying so hard." He says.
Why do I feel I'm saying this to everyone? "I just want to do it differently. So he remembers it." I mutter. "Have you ever been proposed to sir?"
"Many times Harry. But they were nothing more than a question." he says smiling as the past floods his mind.
"Why have you never stayed with any of them?" I ask.
"Because Harry I'd never have my partners as my priority. And I regret that now." He adds with a sigh.
"I'm sorry sir." I mumble sipping my whiskey.
"No need to be. Now why don't I walk you home? I know you're not Apparating because you don't like It." he says with a twinkle in his eye.
"Sir have you ever proposed to anyone?" I ask as we walk along the pavement.
"Never." He says.
"Ever wanted to propose to anyone?" I ask.
"There was one person. But I wont go into that." He says.
"Please do. I'd love to know." I say blushing slightly as Albus chuckles.
"I know you would Harry." He says looking into my eyes before looking ahead. "His name was Gellert Grindelwald."
"His?" I ask looking puzzled.
"Are you surprised?" He asks looking down at me.
"I thought I would be. But I'm not." I say making Dumbledore chuckle.
"Well anyway. We were never together before you ask. But he was probably the only person I loved. And he was a rival. So I had to brush my feelings aside so I could do my job." he says.
"What happened to him?" I ask.
"He was defeated in the war. We never spoke after that night. He was a rival I fell in love with. You know what that feels like." He says staring down at me with his smile.
"Yes I do." I mumble smiling.
"And that is why Harry I'm so proud that you chose to stay and build your life with Draco. You had more courage then I ever had." He says. "And this is where I bid you goodnight."
"Yeah good..." I began to say, but he had already gone.
As I let myself into my flat I hear familiar voices and as I enter the living room I see Blaise and Evan. Blaise is stretched out on one sofa with Evan sat comfortably between his legs. When on the other hand Draco is sat all scrunched up in the armchair with a worried look on his face while biting his nails.
"Are you ok?" I ask as I sit down making Draco jump.
"What. Oh yeah I'm fine." Draco mumbles snuggling into my chest.
"We better get going." Evan says immediately getting up and grabbing his coat.
"But I haven't finished my coffee." Blaise mutters dumbly not noticing the hint in Evans voice.
"We can have coffee at home." Evan says through gritted teeth.
"But I like the coffee here." Blaise whines. Before he can mutter another work Evan pulls him by his shirt and apparates quickly.
"Guess who I met in the bar?" I say stroking Draco's fingers that are resting on his chest.
"Who?" He mumbles.
"Our favorite headmaster." I mutter grinning. Draco sits up wide-eyed.
"No way." Draco mumbles shaking his head.
"Yep. And we spoke about a few things." I say softly.
"But Harry, did you go to the same bar?" he asks. And I nod which makes his eyes wider he turns and sits back into my chest.
"Well." He sighs. "I never thought I'd see the day. Dumbledore in a gay bar. Didn't try and hit on you did he?" he asks smirking
"Oi." I mutter shoving him playfully.
"What. I had to ask." he says I here him chuckle and smile softly at him.
"Do you know what I feel like?" Draco randomly says
"Do I want to know?" I mumble.
"Yes." Draco snaps pouting. "I feel like beans of toast"
"Well that's weird. You don't look like beans on toast in the slightest. And unlike beans when I eat you, you don't make me fart." I say grinning.
"My boyfriend is a poet." Draco mutters sarcastically. "Anyway. Please make me some."
"Do you not know how to cook? Not even beans on toast?" I say raising my eyebrows.
"I'm already handsome and smart I cant be everything." Draco says smiling.
"Fine, I'll make you beans on toast. But if you fart all night you'll be on the sofa." I say getting up.
"Malfoy's do not fart." Draco says firmly.
"You're not a Malfoy then." I say smirking as I rummage through the cupboards until I find what i'm looking for.
"Draco!" I call.
"Yes dear." Draco says.
"We have no beans." I say as I empty the last can of beans into the bin "We do have alphabetic spaghetti."
"Why the hell do we have that?" Draco asks propping himself up on the sofa with his elbow.
"Must have been when we had the twins." I say as I empty the can into a saucepan.
"We had twins?" Draco said sauntering into the kitchen.
"Not us dear. We looked after Hermione's and Ron's." I said continuing to put the toast under the grill and turn the oven hob on.
"Where was I?" Draco asked wrapping his arms around my waist.
"You refused to come out your study." I say simply smirking as I feel Draco's hands move a lot lower than my waist. "I'm trying to cook."
"Leave it." He whispers huskily into my ear. Pulling me away from the kitchen and towards the bedroom.
"We can't I need………." But I'm unable to continue as i'm silenced with a kiss.
"Leave the food, I have something better." He whispers into my ear.
"Oh really?" I whisper as he sits me down on our bed.
"Really." He whispers sitting straddled on my lap. I go to wrap my arms around my waist and he grabs my hands before I can even touch his skin.
"No hands." He tuts and I groan. "You can kiss me, but no hands."
"And what if I do use my hands?" I tease.
"Then I'll get to do anything I want." He flirts grinning sexily.
"Anything?" I flirt tilting my head to one side.
"Anything." He repeats leaning forward and capturing my lips in a kiss. I go to wrap my arms around his waist but Draco holds my arms above his head. I groan into his kiss as he leans forward throwing me back on the bed. He leans on top of me capturing my lips in another kiss while he pulls my hands above my head. I suddenly Draco moving down and kissing my neck and………
"NO BITING!" I yelp trying to wriggle away but Draco has trapped my legs between his own. I hear him chuckle and he looks down at me with sparkling eyes. And he looks down and smirks.
"What?" I ask. Then I look where he's looking and find that my hands are grasped around his waist. Draco looked down then back at me and leaned close to my face.
"I win." He whispers sending shivers down my spine.
"What does that mean?" I stammer.
"Well." Draco begins drawing with his fingertips on my chest. "That means I can do whatever I want."
"Anything?" I stammer.
"Anything."
"Draco…Don't…stop…..please." I groan. I hear Draco chuckle before Draco rests his head on my stomach and wipes his mouth before looking up at me with sparkling eyes and his silver hair loose around his shoulders.
"What was that?" He asks smirking.
"Stop…..please." I moan. Draco moves up to my level and looks straight into my eyes.
"Beg to me." He orders grinning.
"Please don't stop." I beg. Draco grins and leans down and bites hard down onto my neck making me scream out. Before I can stop him he bites my chest, my stomach and my hip.
"Draco…stop!" I beg trying to wriggle away but he grasps my legs.
"I can do whatever I want." He says laughing still holding my legs.
"You cheated." I say Draco kneels between my legs and smiles down at me.
"You're just a sore looser." He says grinning.
"That's not the only thing that's sore." I grumble looking up at him. "And you did cheat."
"How did I cheat?" he asks still grinning.
"You bit me. You know how I get when you bite me." I say blushing slightly.
"It turns you on?" He asks dimly.
"You know it does." I say firmly making him laugh.
"I think you look hot with love bites." He says holding back a laugh.
"Love bites. No. No Draco I cant have lovebites." I moan. Making his smile widen.
"They look good." He says about to lean down and kiss me before stopping.
"Can you smell burning?" He asks. I sniff the air and my eyes widen.
"The spaghetti!" I yell leaping up.
"Put some trousers on you do not want to burn down there." He says falling about laughing.
"Shut up." I snap jokily pulling the bed sheet around my waist.
"How bad is it?" Draco asks joining me in the kitchen. I turn and smirk as I tip the pan upside down and nothing comes out.
"Shall I order a take-away?" He asks smirking. I crab a glass of water and chuck it over him.
"What was that for?" He yelps.
"Ruining your dinner." I say laughing.
" You were the one moaning for me not to stop!" He yells grabbing water and throwing it back at me, hitting the sheet. And before we know it were in a full-blown water fight. We hardly even notice Sirius and Remus standing in the doorway.
"So this is what you get up to." Remus suddenly says. I spin around and smile as the grin at me.
"Bloody hell Harry, have you been attacked by a werewolf?" Sirius asks smirking. I look down at the new love bites covering my chest and neck.
"No werewolf, just Draco." I mutter glaring as he comes from behind the sofa in just a pair of black boxers.
"Ahh well that would explain it." Remus says smiling. He looks me up and down and smirks. "Harry maybe you should go change the sheet you're wearing is becoming see-through."
Draco looks down at me and immediately falls into hysterics.
"Shut-up Draco." I snap storming of to the bedroom.
"No offence Draco. But why does your flat smell like burning." Remus asks muttering drying charms on the sofa before sitting down with Sirius
"Harry was cooking dinner and I kind of got sidetracked." I mumble smirking.
"By having a water fight?" Sirius asks smirking.
"Why would Harry be wearing a sheet if we were having a water fight?" I say raising my eyebrows.
"Ok so you weren't just having a water fight." Remus says blushing.
"That explains the bites." Sirius says smirking as Harry reappears in a pair of jogging bottoms.
"I hate you." He says sitting next to me and placing his legs over mine.
"No you don't you love me." I say caressing his legs that are resting on my lap with my thumbs.
"We could have a love hate relationship." He says simply.
"Who's going to do the washing up then?" Remus asks jokily.
"I'll do it." Harry says getting up.
"So." Remus begins casting a silencing charm around the kitchen. "How the proposing going?"
"It's a disaster." I mumble trying to force the remains of the food out the saucepan.
"Have you not done it yet?" He asks.
"I keep trying. They keep failing." I say. I look down at the remains of the spaghetti. "Another failed attempt."
"Alphabetic spaghetti? Good plan." Remus says smiling.
"It would have been if it had worked." I say arranging the letters. "That doesn't look remotely romantic."
We both look down on the plate and read the blackened words.
Marry me
That is the end of chapter 5!! 5 more to do!!. Did you like it? Did you hate it? Are you in to much shocked to review?? Well anyway, leave a review and tell me what you think. And ig you have any funny proposal idea's I'd love to hear them because I'm running out of ideas!