I will attempt to ravish you one morning at breakfast.
About a week after Harry had received Draco's note, he discovered that Draco was in fact serious. They were all in the great hall. Practically the whole school was watching when Draco stood and walked towards the Gryffindor table. He stopped next to Harry.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked. Harry looked suspicious.
"Ok, Malfoy, sit down." Harry said moving over a little to make room.
The hall was silent and everyone was watching the exchange.
"I'd rather if you stood. I don't think the Gryffindor's would appreciate me at their table." Draco said with a cool calmness he didn't feel.
Harry sighed and stood facing Draco. Draco stepped forward and closed the gap between them. He lowered his head to Harry staring into those green eyes. Slowly his lips met Harry's in a soft kiss. Draco had expected Harry to pull away, but he didn't move. Draco applied a little more pressure and Harry slid closer. Their arms encircled one another and Draco licked Harry's bottom lip. Harry opened surrendering to the kiss. Tongues merged in a velvet embrace. Draco smoothed his tongue over Harry's again and again. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Draco pulled away. He turned and left the great hall smiling. Harry didn't move. He was stunned.
When Harry had stood, he had no clue what Draco wanted. He had not forgotten about the list, it just wasn't on his mind. Draco stepped up to him and kissed him. Harry couldn't breath; it felt so good to be in anyone's arms. He allowed this kiss at first, but then he couldn't have stopped it even if he wanted to. When Draco left Harry stood stunned at the loss of warmth.