A/N: Alright, I lied. I'm working on this chapter right after I released the one you probably just read. I read it over (sorry for all the mistakes...I really need a beta, lol) and I just...got so full of ideas, that I needed to put them down. So here I am.
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Chapter 12
"Hunger"
Harry
"Good Morning." I say, looking down at Draco as he slowly opens up his eyes. I'd been sitting there for a good part of an hour just watching him sleep. It's always so fascinating to watch your lovers sleep, but Draco, just seemed different to me, and I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Mmm..." he moaned and then rubbed sleep out of his eyes lazily. Then he opened his eyes fully to me, and grinned. "Morning." he said with a very quick kiss.
"Oh, so eager to give me kisses today, when yesterday I couldn't even get you to partake in one?" I taunt humourusly.
"Hey," He said with an (adorable) pout. "You know, by this point in time, if you were any other guy I wouldn't even be here."
"Promiscuous much?"
"You could say that," He replied, "But I'm not without my morals."
I smile in relief. "Glad to hear it."
I lean down and go for a longer kiss but he turns his face away so I kiss his cheek instead. "No fair!" I frown.
"I have morning breath." He murmurs from underneath me. I laugh.
"True. Stale waffle fries and coke aren't exactly what I would like as a wake up call, but I'll take it."
He sticks his tongue out at me, and I suck it into my mouth, while looking into his eyes.
We kiss for a time before he stops and says, "Speaking of food..."
I roll my eyes and throw a pillow at him. "You know for the way I keep paying for dinners, you'd think I could get a little."
It was his turn to throw the pillow at me. "Well you know, mr. tactless." He replies with a slight glare, "We could..."
"We could what?"
"We could go to my apartment...and we can cook something together."
"Ooooh, good idea..it could be sort of like 'get-to-know-eachother date #1'."
He snorts at this. "Nice name. Think it could be any longer?"
I laugh, "Well it could be, but I'd have to throw in a few choice 4 letter words..."
"Oh very funny."
"Go, get cleaned up at your apartment, and I'll meet you there in an hour."
He gives me one last lingering kiss...and then his stomach growls.
He can't help but giggle at this, and I can't help but grin a little too. "Hurry." Was all he said before I heard the familiar pop of Apparation.
It's kind of wierd to feel so carefree now, when all I've usually felt before has been anxiety, stress, and loneliness. Wierd, but in fact, it is nice as well. Draco may not know what to call this, or how he feels about it, but I do already. I'll give him time to adjust, and give myself time to truly know him. I want to know him so badly...know everything about him, so badly that it's something like a...hunger.
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Draco
As soon as I open my eyes from apparating, I look around and take in my apartment. I smile at the thought that soon Harry would be here and we'd be doing something together in my apartment...together! I know I said that already, but I'm just so excited.
Well...excited until I notice the big mess that my apartment is. I groan and start to rush around picking up trash everywhere. I'm not usually this messy, but I guess the gods of embarassment are upon me. Then I stop, and just have to chuckle.
I've become so used to living with and near muggles that I do everything that way now. I laugh a little still as I pull out my wand and mutter a few cleaning spells that get rid of the trash and the dirty dishes that lay on my coffee table. Then I get out the vacuum and quickly do a once-over of the carpet. Afterwards I dash into the shower and relax for about 10 minutes. Soon Harry would be here and that's all I would need to focus on.
Harry
"Draco?" I call out as soon as I apparate just inside his front door. He really should put up wards. The war may be over but there are still dangerous people out there that are loyal to his father. "Draaaaco!" I yell a little louder.
I walk further in and look around at what it see. It's charming with a little rustic country cottage charm, and I can clearly see the french influences. "Draco?" I call out again, and this time I hear a low muttering from down the hall. I start slowly walking towards it.
The door opens and, "Oh...Harry..." He stops with a towel hanging dangerously low around his waist and his hair dripping all down his defined chest and abs...it's all I can do to ravish him, but he still manages to blush in embarrasment. "I'll be right out." He says grinning as he wisely closes his bedroom door.
"I'll wait in the kitchen."
Draco
I'm dressing now, and I so badly want to run out of this room and jump on Harry so that we can hurry this up and fuck like bunnies...but even more shocking...is that I find that urge quickly being quelled as a thought occurs to me. A long term commitment isn't about the fuck, it's about each other. Getting to know one another, and talking, and caring about things.
That's why I'm in this with Harry right now. I want to know him, and I know it will be even more gratifying to wait.
-5 minutes later-
"Draco!" He says, getting up from his seated position on the couch. He comes over and wraps his arms around me and we lean our foreheads together while smiling at eachother. "You dress quickly."
I smile at him lovingly for a second before replying, "I'm hungry."
He tilts his head back just a little bit at this and laughs a beautiful sing-song laugh. I smile and shake my head at him as we head into the kitchen.
"So what are we making?"
"I was thinking scrambled eggs, with a side of bacon and toast with butter." I reply tying on an apron. He gives me a look. "What? I don't think I can trust you not to do anything without this on." I reply jokingly.
"You know your ass isn't covered by the apron right?" Harry asks as he squeezes mine for emphasis.
"Yes I do, thank you very much." And with that, I get out pans and a spatula which I proceed to smack the hand he just grabbed me with.
Harry
Draco...there's so much I have to say about him. His beauty astounds me for one thing. I'm sitting at his kitchen table while he's putting breakfast on the plates I'd set out, and cups of milk down in front of each of our meals.
"What?" he asks slightly flustered and maybe a little embarassed, "Stop looking at me like that."
I only smile. He goes back into the kitchen and starts to put things away. He's so particular about things. When we made breakfast together I'd have to say it was one of the best memories of my life. Full of laughter, soft smiles, and kisses. I'd hug him from behind as he'd use the spatula to mix in the eggs, and flip the bacon, and he'd try to act annoyed but I know he likes it when I do that. Every so often I'd try to tell him some things Mrs. Weasely did to her bacon and eggs that made them delicious, and he'd try to follow the directions, and I'd also try to help but I'm not so great at cooking breakfast I guess.
"Haaaaarrryyy!" Draco waved his hand in front of my face after scooting in his chair at the table.
"Sorry." I reply and laugh.
"It's alright. You ready to eat?" He asked.
"I'm starved!"
There was a companionable silence at first but then, he got this look on his face like he had some things to say.
"Yes draco?" I said suddenly. He blushed.
"I was just thinking."
"About what?"
"About you. About your past. Things like that...Can I ask you a few questions?"
"Sure go ahead."
"What happened after we graduated. I mean how did you end up here?"
"Well," I began like I was about to embark on a great tale of adventure. "After graduation I went with Ron and Hermione and we bought a large flat in london. They immediately got jobs, and I was still trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. I thought about being an auror, but I knew it'd be a joke now that Voldemort was gone. I also wasn't sure that, if given the job, it would've been because I was qualified or if it would be because I was the bloody boy who lived. Ron and Hermione soon married, as everyone expected, but I wasn't there. The day of their wedding I'd left."
"But why? That's so..."
"Unlike me?"
Draco nods.
"I wanted to do something with myself. I felt like our friendship, although very deep between us, had really run it's course, and that soon I'd find myself hating it there if I continued to live with them. I 'ran off' to America. Here I could be free to explore things that I wouldn't have been able to back in London. It was here that I really discovered major things about myself. I even went to my first gay club here."
Draco choked on his milk, and laughed a little. "Which one was it?"
I smile a little as I answer, "Glacier. Glacier down near the south village."
Draco's eyes widened a little at this. "But that's--"
"One of the most expensive clubs I've ever been to in my life...but I was young. I felt I had earned it, what with defeating Voldemort and all."
"That makes sense, Defeat Voldemort and go to an damn expensive American Gay club, I tottally see your logic." He snorts.
"Haha, make fun now. But it's one of the reasons I decided to set up a business in America. It felt so rich and empowering...the fact that I could set up my own business. Soon, it became International business and is now one of the larger growing magizines in the world...As you know."
He paused and looked down before sticking a piece of egg and was in the process of bringing it to his mouth when I asked my question.
"So I suppose it's my turn now...What happened to you after graduation?"
He stopped.
"I..." He closed his eyes and swallowed.
"Draco..." I start off slowly.
"No, it's ok. I...was asked to join a special group of Death Eater. They were the ones who hoped to carry on Voldemort's vision and plans. My father founded the group and was naturally the leader. The day of my graduation he'd said that he was proud of me, but he'd be even prouder if I joined him. I'd told him that if he thought I shared the vision Voldemort had, then that vision needed glass, because I'd die before I'd ever join him. As you can guess...that didn't go down very well. Now Dumbledore, for all his stupidity, is actually very smart when he wants to be. He saw this coming, and even though I didn't understand it at the time, he'd told me something days before my dad had asked me to join him. He'd said 'Draco, my boy, If you ever, EVER, need anything from me or need anyone in a desperate time, just rub this coin three times clockwise'"
"He gave you a magic coin?"
"Yeah. I thought he'd gone mad or something, but I took the coin anyway. When my dad approached me with his proposition, and I'd turned him down he beat me severely, and..."
He stopped.
"Go on. If you want. No one's forcing you."
He smiled a bit bitterly at that last bit.
"My father tried to do some...things...that weren't what you would call father-son activities. Before he put me under the Imperio, I'd barely gotten the chance to rub that damn coin. Sure enough Dumbledore and a group of aurors apparated right through the wards and everything. Turns out, they knew my father might try something, but they didn't know when and they didn't have any proof. They'd hoped that I would have time to rub the coin or at least get to safety. My father was put into Azkaban for a very long time. After that, I couldn't stand the sight of the manor, or London for that matter, so I sold it. And moved here to America. Like you, it was a place where I could discover myself uninhited, and be free from my past. I loved it here, so I bought this place, and got a job as a journlist."
"Wow."
"I've always loved writing. Journalism just seemed a natural choice for me."
"Draco..."
"Harry. I appreciate it, I really do. Thank you for listening."
With that, he got up from the table, pushed his chair in and dropped his napkin on his plate. I got up after a minute and followed him into his bedroom where I found him lying down in the dark. I moved onto the bed slowly and wrapped an arm around him, and he stiffened a little.
"Draco."
No answer.
"Draco, I'm sorry for what he did to you. He had no right. I'm glad you got out of there before he could do some real damage, because if you hadn't...I'dve gone to azkaban and killed him myself. But Draco...if we're going to do this...you can't shut me out...please...please don't shut me out."
He let out a strangled cry and then turned around abruptly and clung to me for dear life, burying his face in my chest.
"Just lay with me Harry. Can you do that...for me?"
"Of course."
We didn't get out of bed for the rest of the day, and although he cried a little, I knew things would be ok. He'd let me in. He'd shown me a side of him I didn't know existed yet. I was so thankful...thankful for all these things, but mostly, I was thankful that I was where I was right now, with the man I was with, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
There's no quenching the thirst
There is no relief
For the hungry heart.
As far as your concerned
I'm just a thief
Entertaining in the Dark.
A/N: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FORGIVE ME! I'm so sorry that it's been so long since I've updated...ugh you all must think I've been just sitting here all lazy and stuff, but believe me, it's been no picnic. Let's just say real life's a bitch. Anyway I'm back and ready to write. So...sorry :D
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