Draco stirred slightly as he felt a very strong sensation that someone was watching him. He opened one eye slightly and could see Harry smiling down at him happily.
"Morning," he said cheerily. Draco groaned and closed his eye again. He let his arm drape over his eyes as he tried to show his annoyance of being awake. "It is 6 in the morning." Harry said quickly. "Time to get up and give me some company."
"How about no?" he said coldly as he rolled over away from Harry.
"I didn't want to have to do this but I'm afraid you have given me no choice." Harry pulled Draco back onto his back and straddled him at the waist. He jumped up and down on him causing Draco to groan with annoyance every time Harry's heavy weight rested on him. "Get up, get up, get up!"
Draco pushed Harry off him in one swift movement before turning back on his side ignoring Harry.
Harry quickly slid out of bed and padded over to the other side of the bed. He kneeled down so that his face was perfectly in line with Draco's, and so that they were so close that one slight movement would ensure their lips touched. "I want to talk to you Draco. Please get up." He smacked his lips onto Draco's with a quick peck. "It's important." He added.
"Nothing is more important than sleep." Draco groaned.
"I couldn't agree more. This is why I want you to get up so I can talk to you."
Harry was still feeling completely guilty about last night. It certainly hadn't been the worst he has ever been, but it wasn't his best either. Last night, Harry was mortified that he couldn't sleep and was keeping Draco awake. This morning, the guilt had only escalated. Harry was also ashamed by the fact he had woken Draco up screaming because of a nightmare. All in all, Harry knew he needed to explain everything to Draco. It was the least he could do for the way that Draco had handled it. Harry had expected him to get annoyed and move into another bed so he could sleep more easily without him tossing and turning every 5 minutes. But he didn't do that at all. He stayed with Harry and made him feel like everything was perfectly alright, and there was no need to be embarrassed or ashamed of his sleeping problem. Harry had never been made to feel like that. Usually when he woke up from one of his nightmares, he woke up alone. Everyone in his dorm room slept deeply so even Harry screaming at the top of his lungs hardly ever woke him up. So in most cases he was left sat in his bed completely alone. But when he woke up from his nightmare last night, Draco was there. Harry was so relieved to wake up and have someone hold him and tell him that it was just a nightmare and that everything was going to be ok. It meant everything to him to finally have someone do that, and he wanted to tell Draco that.
"Can I not just have 10 more minutes Harry?" Draco whined. Harry laughed and gave him another peck on the lips before standing up.
"This is really important to me Draco. I have been going out of my mind all morning. Just let me talk to you for a short while and you can go back to sleep as soon as I am finished." Draco raised his head slightly as he looked at Harry with pure concern.
"Is everything ok Harry?" Draco was trying hard not to panic but he was finding it rather hard. Harry climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged at Draco's feet. Draco lifted himself up and sat in front of Harry in the same way.
"Everything is fine Draco. I just wanted to talk to you about last night, if you wouldn't mind." Draco smiled at him and shifted a little bit closer. Draco had wanted to talk about last night too. He was very concerned about Harry. He didn't like to think that Harry was going through what he went through last night.
"Of course I don't mind." He was trying to encourage Harry to open up and tell him what was going on.
"I just want to apologise for last night. I kept you up for hours with my tossing and turning and then when you finally managed to sleep I woke you up with my stupid screaming." Draco could sense that Harry was getting angry with himself, and he didn't like it one bit.
"Harry. Do not apologise. It was not your fault. I was happy to be there for you when you had your nightmare. I wouldn't want you to wake up and have no one there to help you." Draco's face was filled with concern.
"I wanted to tell you how much that meant to me actually." Harry smiled slightly. "No one has ever really done what you did for me before. It made me feel so much better." Harry was fiddling with the hem of his Pyjama top to give him something to do. He looked up from his top and fixed his gaze on Draco. "Thank you for that." He said with all the sincerity he could gather.
"It is fine Harry." Draco was still looking at him concerned. "How long have you been like this?" Draco wanted to know if it was something recent, or if he had been like that since he was a child.
"For as long as I can remember really. I suffer from nightmares terribly. The nightmares tend to be different every time. It isn't like I have the same one over and over." Harry looked defeated. "I don't know what to do about them because I don't understand why I keep having them." Draco had a pretty good idea why he kept having them but he didn't tell Harry that.
"You said that your nightmare last night was about me. What happened?" Harry blushed slightly and looked away. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"We were in Hogsmeade walking down a path. The next thing I know, you aren't there. So I started to search for you through Hogsmeade panicking. And when I finally found you, I didn't quite like what I saw." Harry's stomach turned at the mental image he still have in his mind from the nightmare. He didn't really want to relive it to be perfectly honest. As much as he wanted to have this conversation, so Draco knew what he had got himself into, he now just wanted it to be over. He had apologised and thanked him, and as far as he was concerned, that was the end of that.
Draco had sensed Harry's distress and pulled him forward, embracing him. "We will figure out a way to help your nightmares Harry." Draco rubbed Harry's back in a soothing motion.
"And that is where I come in." Madam Pomfrey settled herself down in one of the chairs and Harry and Draco broke apart reluctantly. She seemed to have a bit of a habit of sneaking up on them a unwanted moments. She fixed Harry with a stern glare. "I know how to help you with your nightmare Harry. Why is this the first I am hearing about it?" Harry sighed heavily and looked at Draco for help. Draco just shrugged his shoulders.
"I didn't think anything could be done about it." Harry said defensively.
"If you would have come to me earlier, then maybe you would be right. There probably wouldn't have been much I could have done. I could have suggested something that would have eased them a bit, but it wouldn't make them go away." She smiled slightly before carrying on. "But now, there is something I can suggest that I believe will eventually, over time, make them go completely. You may still have the odd nightmare but overall, you shouldn't have any trouble." Madam Pomfrey clasped her hands together and rested them in her lap.
"What do I have to do?" Harry asked carefully. He wasn't sure whether he was going to just have to take several potions all day long. Harry was getting fed up of having things wrong with him. He was fed up of feeling tired and having to rely on Draco. Although Harry had to admit that he wasn't feeling as tired today. He didn't have the desperate need to touch Draco to regain his energy.
"Harry, you do not have to do anything at all." She turned to face Draco. "It is Draco that has a task at hand." She stood up abruptly and looked down at the two shocked students sat in the bed. "Follow me." she instructed. She twirled around on her heals and made her way over to a door that was on the other side of the room. Harry and Draco shared a look of concern and then followed her.
Madam Pomfrey held her hand out to the door handle and then smiled at the two boys. She pushed the door open wide and stepped inside. She instantly made her way across to where there was a single bed placed against the wall. She took out her wand and muttered a spell that changed the bed into a double bed.
"Take a seat." She instructed as she waved her hand in the direction of the double bed. "This will be your bedroom for as long as you are bonded." She found a chair that was situated at a small table that was in the corner. She lifted the chair with a flick of her wand and placed it down near the bed. She settled herself in it and then smiled at the two boys once more.
"Myself and Dumbledore were going to instruct that you stay in the room right from the start, but didn't think it was necessary and we didn't think it would be a welcomed idea by you both. But from a few small observations i can clearly see that you both would not have any issue with this arrangement at all."
Draco suddenly felt quite excited to know that he was sharing a room with Harry. He had wanted that right from the start of the bond. Every time he had to leave Harry, he would worry about him. And now, he didn't have to do that anymore. He could be with him all the time.
Harry was not excited at all. He was mortified. He under no circumstances at all, wanted to share a room and bed with Draco. The thought of putting Draco through his awful tossing and turning again made him feel extremely guilty. He didn't want to keep Draco up all night with his nightmares.
"Why do we have to stay in this room?" Harry asked as he panicked at the thought. "I don't want to." He stated.
Draco's chest tightened and he could feel his stomach drop with disappointment. Harry didn't miss the feeling.
"What I mean is, of course I want to. I just don't want to put Draco through what I put him through last night. It isn't fair." Madam Pomfrey rose form her chair and observed him carefully.
"Ah, Harry. Did you not catch my comment about Draco being the key to curing your nightmares?" she asked with amusement. "When you wake up from your nightmares, Draco will be there to comfort you. This is something I am aware you have never had before. Overtime, the nightmares will become less frequent until they stop all together. If you would have come to me with this problem before, I would have merely suggested that Mister Weasley should wake up and comfort you after a nightmare. This would have had some small effect, but not as drastic as it would if Draco were to comfort you. He is your spouse after all." She leant forward and patted Harry on the back. "Over time Harry, your nightmares will stop."
Harry turned his attention to Draco, who was sat on the bed with a smug look on his face. Harry knew that he liked that once again, he was the key to helping Harry.
"Do you have anything else to tell me before I leave you both to it?" she asked, mainly to Harry than Draco.
"Actually yes. How come I am not feeling as tired this morning? I haven't had the desperate need to touch Draco. I still touched him to regain my energy, but it wasn't an absolute dying need." Madam Pomfrey looked taken aback and quite frankly down right shocked.
"Are you quite sure Harry?" she asked concerned.
"Yes, I am pretty sure." As soon as the words left Harry's mouth madam Pomfrey squealed in excitement.
"Oh how wonderful. Not to worry Harry. It is quite normal and expected. I won't go into too much detail, just don't worry." She waved her hand dismissively. She didn't think it would be a good idea to tell them what that meant and what it was leading too. "Now, you should probably get yourself ready to go and have breakfast. I hear Blaise, Ron and Hermione have planned something for you today when you have finished your lessons."
Draco and Harry knew that that did not sound as exciting as she tried to make out. They both knew that Blaise and Hermione were planning something, and that little piece of information she gave them only made them worry. Madam Pomfrey gave them a warm smile and left the room.
'Good god, this is going to be so embarrassing.' Thought Harry. Draco turned to him and scowled at him.
"Did you mean to send me that?" Harry looked absolutely mortified and Draco knew that he didn't mean to. "For god sake Harry, stop being a stupid idiot for once in your life." He rolled his eyes and stood up off the bed.
Draco looked around the room and smiled to himself. There was a wardrobe, a book shelf and a table with a few chairs around it. He noticed a door and automatically assumed it must have been a bathroom. He wondered towards it and went to get himself ready for the day.
Once they were both ready and had magiced some clothes from their rooms, they made their way to the great hall. Once again, Draco felt uncomfortable parting from Harry, but he knew he would be alright with Blaise. Plus he didn't want to have to leave Blaise on his own. So instead, he parted ways trying to keep his face as calm as possible.
"Where the hell did you get too? Everyone was asking questions about where you were staying last night. I told them you were in the hospital wing as you were feeling unwell. I suggest you stick to that story." Blaise was glaring at him hard. Draco wasn't surprised he had started firing his angry words at him before he had even sat down. Draco sunk on the bench next to Blaise.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think about what people would be thinking. Thank you for covering for me."
"It's fine. I didn't think they were going to fall for it, but thankfully they did." Before Draco and Blaise could carry on their conversation, Dumbledore had risen from his chair and was clearing his throat.
"Students, if you could all be silent for a short moment." The hall feel silent, and every pair of eyes were on Dumbledore. "As I am sure you are aware, Yesterday Mr Potter was in the hospital wing after he had unfortunately collapsed. Mr Malfoy took it upon himself to visit Mr Potter and unfortunately spells were cast from both parties. As a result of this, both young boys have unfortunately had terrible side effects. The spells have effected their sleeping and they need to sleep in the hospital wing for the foreseeable future so they are able to be kept an eye on. None of you are to worry, but this could take many weeks. Madam Pomfrey will be working hard to solve their sleeping problems. Please do not be alarmed if either of the two students does not come back to your dormitories. This is a very unfortunate case, but the two students did bring it on themselves so they do not get much sympathy from myself." Everyone could see the amusement in Dumbledore's face. "If the two students involved could please come to my office after breakfast then we will discuss the seriousness of your actions." Dumbledore was still smiling none the less. "Now, do carry on with your breakfast." He nodded once and sat back down in his chair.
"What the hell?" Blaise asked completely confused. Draco wasn't as confused as Blaise, but was still a little curious.
"I guess that is our cover story. Me and Harry have to sleep in the same room because I have to help with Harry having nightmares." He could see that Blaise was still confused. "Ah, never mind." He waved his hand in the air in a dismissive manner.
"Why does he want to see you in his office though? That is a bit strange." Draco just shook his head. He had no idea either.
"No idea."
Someone patted Draco on the back and sat down next to him. "I take It you hexed the hell out of Potter when we left then?" it was Nott.
"Yeah, something like that." Draco was trying hard not to look at Nott, or he would have the biggest urge to smack him right in the face.
"Bit of a shame you have to tolerate the git for a bit longer though. What on earth did you do to each other?" Nott was always the nosey one of the group.
"Nott, just piss off and mind your own business." Blaise had quite frankly had enough of Theodore Nott to last a life time. He always had something nasty to say in every situation possible.
"Calm down. I was just showing my appreciation for hexing Potter. Is that alright with you? I wasn't aware you were the only one allowed to talk to Draco these days." He rolled his eyes and carried on eating.
"Listen Nott, how about you piss off and leave me alone yeah? I think it is about time we are honest with each other here. I dislike you. I dislike you very much. Do us both a favour and do one yeah?" Nott looked like he had just been kicked in the stomach after Draco had bravely told him to piss off.
"Fine, whatever. I don't want to be your friend anyway." He snarled. He pushed his plate further down the table and then shuffled away.
"He really is a nasty piece of work," Commented Blaise.
"Come on Malfoy. We have to leave." Draco and Blaise turned around to see Harry stood a few steps away biting his lip nervously.
"Yeah, fine. Let's go then Potter." He took one last sip of pumpkin juice out of his Goblet and stood up. He looked over to the head table and saw that Dumbledore had already left.
Draco and Harry walked out of the hall with a couple of steps in between them, but as soon as they were out of view of watchful eyes, they walked together with their hands firmly clasped together. They walked hand in hand and had a small conversation about what they thought Dumbledore might want with them, but they both concluded that they had no idea what he wanted. Once they had made their way up to the office, they had both wished that they hadn't bothered coming, as there were two people stood in the office that both boys hoped they wouldn't be seeing for a long time.
"Father? Mother?" Harry could sense how nervous Draco had suddenly become. Narcissa Malfoy smiled at her son brightly, while Lucius Malfoy looked just as nervous as Draco.
"Draco." Lucius said coldly, but Harry could see that it was very clearly put on. "We have something we need to discuss." Harry was sure that they both knew, why else would they be here? Harry and Draco shuffled in and sat in two chairs that were sat next to where Draco's parents were stood. Dumbledore was not in the room and had left to give the four people some privacy. "You have a decision to make Draco, and I hope that you make the right one." The elder Malfoy moved so that he was stood directly in front of Draco. Neither Harry nor Draco dared speak.
"You must choose between your family and Mr Potter. Even if we wanted to, we cannot keep you in our family if you continue to have a relationship with Mr Potter." Harry could see the concern in Lucius's face. Harry knew that Draco's parents both cared about Draco. Harry only had to look at the two concerned parents to see that. "You must understand that being with Potter puts us in a lot of danger. Therefore if you choose Potter, we will have to disown you." he paused for a moment and Harry could see the hurt in his face. Harry knew that the family would be in danger if they publically announced that they didn't have a problem with the relationship. God knows what Voldemort would do to them. Harry understood that they have to do what they have to do. If that meant disowning Draco in order for them to stay safe, well he could understand. "Even if we didn't want to." He added. Harry was sure that he kept mentioning that little phrase to show Draco that they certainly did not want to do that.
"Mother, Father, I understand completely the situation this would be putting you both in." Harry sighed in relief when he heard that. He was thankful that Draco understood that they clearly did care about him, but they had to think about their safety. What use would they be to Draco if they were hurt? Or even worse, dead. He didn't want Draco to get upset and think they didn't care. "Therefore I understand that disowning me is what you must do." Harry could hear that Draco was trying not to let his voice crack. Harry was suddenly shocked. Was he choosing Harry?
"Am I correct in assuming you have chosen Mr Potter over your family?" Lucius asked outraged. Narcissa put a calming hand on her husband's shoulder and Lucius calmed instantly.
"We understand Draco." Narcissa said warmly as she tried her hardest to smile. "Wait outside for a moment Lucius. I wish to speak to my son and his partner." Lucius nodded once and headed for the door. He paused and looked at his son; he placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded. Harry could see how painful it was for him to do it, but he did it none the less. He retracted his hand and left to room. Harry didn't know how this family worked, but he wasn't stupid. He could see that the little gesture of putting his hand on Draco's shoulder meant he cared for him. Harry couldn't believe that all this time, he thought the family were a bunch of cold hearted morons, who didn't even care about their own son. How wrong he was.
"Oh Draco, I am so proud of you." Narcissa said as she pulled her son out of his chair and into a hug. Harry stood as well. "We understand that you have chosen Harry, and I am glad you have. This is a very brave thing you are doing son." She pulled away from the hug and smiled at her son brightly. "We will have to publically disown you when this comes out. But understand that that will be the hardest things me and your father will ever have to do. We must do it for our own safety. Of course, we will still send you letters to Hogwarts and I will continue to send you gifts, and you will always have our support." She rested her hands on her son's shoulders. "I just want you to be happy, and I know that with Harry, that is what you are." She kissed Draco on the cheek and then turned to Harry and hugged him. "Look after my son." She pulled away and smiled at the two boys in front of her.
"I promise I will." Harry couldn't help but find the whole thing sad. His heart went out to Draco who was probably trying hard to stay strong.
"I have no doubt that you will. I couldn't have picked a better partner for Draco myself. I for one am very happy about this bond. It will ensure that my son is safe. I know that you will not let anything happen to him." She smiled politely.
"If you don't mind me asking mother, how did you find out about this? We have tried to keep it a secret." Narcissa frowned.
"Don't worry yourself with that Draco." Harry could tell that she didn't want to say how she knew. That made him suspicious but he let those thoughts leave his head. "Please just understand that we are not mad or disappointed, just slightly shocked." She paused for a moment and then carried on. "I also know that you thought if your father found out, that Harry and yourself would be in danger. You have to understand Draco; we would never do anything to harm you, or anyone you care about. Therefore that includes Harry. We love you very much Draco." She hugged him again for a brief moment. "Please stay safe." The worry in Narcissa's face was noticed by both Harry and Draco.
She placed her cloak back around herself and then smiled at the two boys once more. "Well, we must leave. Good luck with everything boys, and I shall see you both very soon." She walked over to the door and stepped out to find her husband.
Draco sank back into his chair. Harry could see that he was extremely pale. He sat down in the chair next to him and draped his arm around him, before pulling him into a very tight hug.
"Thank you." Harry whispered. "What can I do to make this up to you?" Harry was currently feeling extremely guilty that Draco had chosen him over his family. "I'm sorry." Harry was almost in tears when he thought about what had just happened. He would do anything to have his parents back, and Draco had just chosen him over his parents.
"Harry." Draco said calmly as he pulled Harry away to look at him. "You don't have to do anything, and you do not have to apologise. This was my decision. You must understand that I am doing this because I want to." He lifted his finger and stroked Harry's cheek. "It isn't as bad as it seems. You heard what my mother said. She has to disown me publicly, but they will still have contact with me." Draco smiled softly. "You have to realise Harry, that I am not sad. My mother said that they both love me. They don't tell me that very often, in fact, I can't remember the last time I was told they loved me." He carried on caressing Harry's cheek. "How can I be sad when I have just been told that?" Harry smiled and hugged him again.
"Good. Because I wasn't quite sure what I could do to thank you." he pulled away and smirked. "I was thinking of buying you your own weight in sweets, but then you would get fat. Then I wouldn't find you as attractive and unfortunately I would probably rather face my chances with death than carry on being married to you." he sighed dramatically. Draco just glared at him and smacked him on the arm. Hard.
"To start with, you should want me regardless of my weight you shallow arse. And secondly, don't ever bring up your death again." Draco got nervous and quite frankly disturbed at the thought of what might happen in a few months' time. Hence why he tried his absolute hardest to just enjoy the days he had with Harry instead of thinking about what might happen in the end. No! That is NOT going to happen. Draco told himself.
Harry smiled genuinely at Draco and hugged him again resting his head on Draco's chest.
"I would want you regardless. I'm here now am I not? And you are not even attractive. Blaise on the other hand, well. He is attractive. I'm thinking about calling this whole thing off and spending my last few months with someone better looking. What do you think of that?" Draco shoved Harry off him with such a force that Harry tumbled onto the floor. Harry smirked up at him from the floor.
"You utter arsehole Harry Potter. Stop making jokes about it. It is not funny," Protested Draco, who quite frankly, looked positively fuming. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You need to be more specific. Are you talking about me joking about you not being attractive? Or is it the joke about Blaise being more attractive?" Harry moved his finger to his chin. "Or could it have been the one about spending the last few months I have with Blaise?" Draco's hands clenched at his sides at the last one. Harry softened his face. He felt bad. Harry now knew that it was the fact that he kept joking about his death that had caused Draco to be so angry and upset.
Draco looked away from Harry, and Harry could see that Draco was trying hard not to cry. Harry was shocked beyond belief to see that look in Draco.
"Joke about whatever the hell you want. But don't ever joke about your death again!" Draco whispered it so quietly that Harry wasn't sure he even said it. Guilt washed through Harry like nothing before. He stood up quickly and brushed down his robes.
"I'm sorry." Harry said sincerely. Harry's eyes widened even more when he saw a few tears escape from Draco's eyes. Harry's chest tightened and he honestly didn't think he could feel any guiltier if he tried. Harry tried to reach out to touch him but Draco just stepped away. "Why are you crying?" Harry asked with concern.
"It's j-just, y-you are acting as though," He paused for a moment and wiped the few tears away. "As though you have accepted that it is defiantly going to happen and you don't even care." Harry smiled slightly.
"I have done no such thing. I was just joking. I'm sorry I upset you Draco." Now the tears stopped and Harry was looking at a mortified Draco. Harry could see that he was incredibly embarrassed, and that just wouldn't do. "Stop looking so embarrassed you idiot. I don't think any less of you for crying than I already did." He joked. He suddenly realised that Draco obviously didn't do well with jokes and wondered if that was a good idea.
"Oh yeah, real funny Potter." He smirked. Ok so maybe he did do well with jokes, just not ones about his death. Don't joke about death. Got it, he thought with a smile. Harry reached out a wiped away a small trail where there were still some tears left that Draco hadn't wiped away.
"Honestly though, I don't think any less of you for crying. It doesn't make you a girly wimp. Just shows you care." Draco sighed heavily, and then his eyes darkened.
"You were just joking about finding Blaise better looking than me though?" Harry didn't reply straight away and Draco was getting paranoid. "You don't Right?" he said again. Harry still didn't reply. "Right?" Harry couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed.
"Mmm… I don't know. Blaise is pretty good looking Draco." Harry could see that Draco actually did look hurt and jealous. Draco looked away from him and nodded as if he was just accepting it. "But is he better looking that you? Not bloody likely." Harry didn't care if Draco thought he was an idiot for thinking that Draco was good looking. He was, simple as. In fact, the more Harry thought about it, he realised that Draco was actually one of the best looking people he had ever met. He had soft lovely blond hair that was just always begging to be touched. Harry of course always kept his hands by his side and tried hard not to give into the urge. Draco would probably hex his balls off for messing up his perfect hair. His eyes were always so beautiful. Every time Harry looked into those eyes, he found himself more lost than ever. Harry just thought that Draco was extremely beautiful. It made him feel sorry for Draco. Here Harry was with a handsome Draco, and all Draco got was a plain boring Harry with boring glasses wearing boring clothes. He was nowhere near as handsome as Draco, and he all of a sudden felt quite self-conscious. "Not with the amount of time and effort you spend on your looks." Draco didn't smirk like Harry thought he would, he just smiled genuinely.
"Well, you are lucky you don't have to spend so long on your looks to look good." Harry snorted.
"Nice try, but we all know that is utter crap Draco. But thanks for at least trying." Draco scowled at him hard.
"I meant it." he insisted. Harry just shook his head at him.
"Draco, you don't have to say that to me just because I think you are good looking. I certainly wouldn't blame you if you didn't think I was good looking." He sighed heavily. "I could give you a long list of what makes me plain and boring." He mumbled. Draco just carried on glaring as if Harry had offended him.
"And I could give you a long list of why you are not." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I find that quite insulting. Are you trying to insinuate that I have bad taste in what I think is attractive?" Harry laughed again.
"Merlin Draco. If you find me attractive then yes, you have terrible taste. Awful taste in fact." Draco closed the small gap between them.
"Right, well you have asked for it now." Harry expected to be smacked on the arm again, but instead he was pulled close and was given a small peck on the mouth from Draco. "I will have to stand here and tell you why you are good looking. I will also have to inform you of what will happen if you ever mention that you are not to me again." He stepped away slightly and prepared himself for his speech.
"Let's start with your best feature." He moved his hand up to Harry's face and rubbed his thumb under Harry's right eye with care. "You have lovely big green eyes that I happen to love. The glasses, well I don't like them quite so much but I can deal with them." He moved his hand and buried it in Harry's hair. "Now, as for the hair Potter, what can I say about that? I love the fact that no matter what you do, you will never be able to tame it. Not that I would want you to. I like it the way it is." He took his hand away and stepped even further away from him, and looked him up and down with a smirk. "All we need to do is fatten you up slightly, and then you will be absolutely perfect. Being your size is just not healthy Harry. As I am your husband, it is my responsibility to make sure you are healthy and well." He smiled and patted Harry on the cheek when he noticed that Harry was blushing.
"Thanks, but you didn't have to do that you git. I'm not some insecure little girl." Yes I am. He thought. That meant quite a lot to him to hear Draco say that. "I would list what makes you attractive but we would be here all day, and we don't have time. Lessons are starting soon." Draco blushed slightly at what was obviously a compliment.
"Wait a moment, I'm not finished." Harry sighed and shook his head with a smirk.
"You don't have to list any more Draco. You can reveal them to me over time." he joked.
"Fine, I will." His face split into a grin when he thought about what else he said he was going to inform him about. "I also believe I said I would tell you what would happen if you ever said you are not attractive again, did I not?" he raised an eyebrow. Harry groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Go on then, fire away."
"Every time you say you are not attractive, I will kiss you so hard you will have to believe you are attractive." Harry thought he was going to threaten him, but he liked this idea much better.
"I'm not attractive." He stated as he raised his eyebrow and smirked. Before he could even prepare himself, Draco had grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward with such a force that their lips smacked together. They kept their mouths shut and Draco kissed him hard. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Draco pulled away.
"Bloody hell." Harry panted. He tried to catch his breath before he talked again. "Draco, guess what?" he asked. Draco glared at him suspiciously for a moment.
"What?" he asked.
"I'm not attractive." He couldn't help it; it was just there for the taking.
Draco once again pulled him forward and kissed him hard. This time he pulled his lips off Harry's and then kissed him again and again on the lips with small tender pecks. After Draco had kissed Harry god knows how many times, he pulled away. Harry was in a complete daze. It felt like Draco had given him about 50 small kisses, and each one was soft and heart felt.
"Draco, I'm not…" he was cut off by a hand over his mouth.
"For the love of god Harry. You can piss off if you think I'm kissing you anymore after that." Draco took his hand away and rubbed his lips with a smile. "My lips hurt."
"Well, luckily for you, we have to go to lesson. If not I could sit here saying it for the rest of the day." Draco rolled his eyes and grabbed Harry's hand.
"Come on The-Boy-Who-Likes-To-Kiss-A lot."
They walked out of Dumbledore's office and made their way to their transfiguration lesson with Professor McGonagall. Draco couldn't wipe the smile of his face. He sighed happily as he realized that he finally had Harry.
Neither of the boys had noticed Dumbledore had walked in when Narcissa had left. He had watched the whole event and could safely say he was rather confident that these two boys were finally going to be happy. He smiled to himself and sat at his desk.
He knew that Pansy had cast the spell, he could tell the moment he stepped into the Gryffindor tower. Her signature was all over it. He knew that Pansy and Blaise would be in awful trouble with their parents if they got caught, so that is why he decided to stay quiet. He had to think of the safety of every student in Hogwarts. That is also the reason why he decided not to tell the two boys that if they found who cast it, that it could be removed. He just hoped that they would fall in love and that they wouldn't need to remove it. If time was running out and they had to resort to removing it, then he knew he would have to make Pansy come clean. The thought of what Blaise's father would do was too hard to think about. He wasn't the nicest of men.
Dumbledore smiled to himself when he thought over the event he had just witnessed. He had no worries at all. He was quietly confident that all was going to be well.