I will publicly announce my love for you!

Draco was so nervous he wasn't sure he could do it. The first four were easy. Just innocent fun, but the last and final item on his list left him vulnerable. Draco hated that. What if Harry got mad? Or hit him? Or even worse ran? Draco couldn't sleep. He was so scared of admitting he loved Harry. But, per his own list, he had to and he had to do it in front of a least some people. That was public. Draco couldn't bear the thought of the great hall hearing him profess his love, so he decided today in potions was his ticket. He and Harry had been assigned as partners for this potion. Snape's own punishment to Harry.

Harry entered the dungeon classroom to find Draco already seated waiting it seemed. No! Harry thought not here. Not in front of Snape. He walked to he seat. When everyone was in class and Snape had billowed through the door waving his wand and ordering them to finish the potion they had began last class Draco stood.

"Professor, I have something I really need to say." Draco announced.

"Now?" Harry asked.

"My thoughts exactly, Potter, can't this wait?" Snape asked sneering slightly. It was as though agreeing with Harry hurt and it probably did, his pride.

Draco smiled. "No, I'm sorry, but it has to be now. I don't think I'll last much longer." He looked like he was about to burst.

"Fine. Make it quick. Everyone Draco has an announcement." Snape said.

Draco turned to face Harry. "Harry?"

People gasped. Not 'Potter'? Harry! He called him Harry. Draco smiled again. Harry was turning a sick shade of green.

"I need to tell you something…." Draco paused. Harry nodded wanting it to end. "I love you!" Draco said in a whisper.

Everyone froze. No one moved. No one spoke. No one seemed to breath. Draco waited, staring at Harry. Harry raised his head. Red now. He looked so cute when embarrassed. Harry stood too. He could feel all eyes on them.

"Professor, Could we step outside for a moment? I swear we will come back and finish our work." Harry asked addressing Snape.

Snape looked flustered. His prize student and that student's enemy could be in love? "I guess so… but I'm going to hold you both after class to get some work done on this."

"Thank You!" Harry said. He slid his hand into Draco's and walked out the dungeon classroom door.

As soon as the door closed Harry heard everyone erupt into whispers and Snape telling them to shut it.

"Harry?" Draco asked. He looked afraid of what was coming. "I don't care if you don't love me back, I just had to get it out. That's why I made the list in the first place. Motivation. I guess I thought if I could do all those other things I could admit I love you.

Harry smiled into the gorgeous face above him. "You care. I can see it in your eyes. If I said I hated you it would kill you. You care."

Draco nodded. He started to walk away, defeated, when a hand closed around his wrist. "I said if I hated you… but I don't hate you, Draco. I don't know if it's love or just a need to explore, but there is something there." Harry stated.

"Really?" Draco asked turning. Harry nodded pressing his lips into those of the boy who loved him. He ran his tongue all over asking for what he wanted. Draco complied giving him full access into his cavernous mouth. Harry ran his tongue all over and they dance. The sweetness was gone. In its place was something else. Harry delved and delved until he had to breath. Breaking away he smiled. Draco smiled back. Harry's grin turned evil. Slowly he slid his arms around Draco. He touched Draco's forehead with his own pushing the blond beauty's head back. Harry licked from mouth to ear, ear to neck, and just as Draco thought it was over. Harry bit into him suckling his neck right below his ear. Draco bit his lip so as not to moan aloud. The class was still there. Harry finished and licked the spot soothing the heat of it. Lifting his head he looked into Draco's face.

"I love you too." Harry said.

Draco's mouth was still hanging open when Harry led him back into class. They sat side-by-side ignoring the looks. Draco's left hand holding Harry's right under the table while they worked.