OH. MY. GOD! I Hate me, so if you don't then you're my hero! I'm SOOOOO SORRY!! I've been trying out for schools, and been SO busy! You guys have been so patient and I feel like a SCHMUCK! PLEASE TAKE THIS CHAPTER AS A TOKEN OF MY GRATITUDE!

Disclaimer~ I do not own this chapter, if I did, silencing spells would be used to cover up more than conversations in the back of charms class. ;)

Harry giggled as Draco fed him a bite of cheesecake off of his fork. Draco then leaned in to lick off a spot of cream from the corner of Harry's mouth.

Pansy rolled her eyes. To celebrate Harry's successful lunch with Mamma Nayka, Pansy had brought over a cheesecake for the three of them.

She was quickly regretting this.

"Honestly Draco, you were never this mushy with any of your other relationships."

Draco looked up from where he was entwining his fingers with Harry's in his lap.

"Yes but none of my other boyfriends have ever been this adorable." He smirked at her. She shrugged. He had a point.

They were celebrating. Tomorrow at lunch Harry and Draco would "meet" at the Malfoy manor, along with the other two contestants, Harrison and Sean. They were savoring the last few minutes of safety they had left.

"Now stand up straight when comes in, no need to be nervous now, today's just meet and greet! Very simple you'll each go out back into your own spot and have ten minutes to talk individually with ." All three boys nodded. The servant then smiled. "Please, come with me." He led them out through large white doors into a courtyard in the back of the mansion, complete with peacocks and all.

The man first led them past a large pool where he sat down the first man, Harrison, on a bench to wait. Then he took the other to a large tree where the second man, Sean, sat down on a chair. Harry and the servant continued until they reached a small patio with a white sofa on it. Harry laid himself out across it and smiled up at the servant who bowed and left.

Draco walked outside and sighed. 'Lets get this over with.' He thought to himself. He walked over to the first man.

"Hi!" 'Oh what's his name...what is his damn-AH!' "Harrison! How are you today?" He asked sitting on the bench next to him.

Harrison had red hair, not bright like Ron's but a brownish red. His eyes were green and he had a large smile and a square face. He was slightly broader than Harry but still smaller than Draco. He grinned and held out his hand, which Draco shook.

"Wonderful, and you?"

"Good, thank you." He smiled and leaned back against a stone arch behind the bench, Harrison did the same. "So, we have ten minutes to get to know each other, so, tell me about yourself Harrison." The man grinned and began to speak.

"Well, I'm 17, just out of Durmstrang, but I'm from London, we moved to the country for my dad's job but now that I've graduated I came back!" Draco nodded barely listening. "I love Chinese food, the Tornados are my favorite quidditch team, I like to paint and...I've, uh, been told I have a good personality...?" He added lamely as if scraping for something else to say. Draco sighed; this was going to be a long ten minutes.

Sean grinned as Draco sat down. Unlike Harrison Sean had broad shoulders, obvious muscles, a square jaw and a small mustache. He was wearing tight clothing that just made him look thick in Draco's appearance and the smile he flashed at him, excuse the hypocrisy, seemed a little to arrogant for his tastes. (I mean, how many cocky bastards can there be in a relationship?) He stood when Draco walked over before grasping his hand and sitting down with him.

"So Draco, what did you like about me enough to want to see me again?" He asked smirking. Draco had the urge to roll his eyes but refrained. In truth he didn't remember ever speaking to this man.

"Er... well, I um... liked your taste in clothing..." The man laughed.

"Yes, I am proud of that, got it from my mum. Not to bad yourself." 'Oh no he did not.'

"I come from a long line of well dressed people." Draco responded coldly. Obviously taking it as a joke Sean laughed.

"Yes, well at the dance I couldn't help but notice how amazing you looked. Very nice." Draco gave a small smile and nodded. "But, I also couldn't help noticing you with one Harry Potter, hmm?" Draco froze.

"Yes, we had a very nice dance. Why?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Oh nothing." Sean said Nonchalantly, looking away slightly. "It's just that, I've heard from several people that Harry is not the white Knight he appears..."

"And was is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing it's just, I mean, it shouldn't surprise you or anything, him being famous and all, it's just... I've heard that our hero, brilliant as he is, is a... well a bit of a slut." Draco's eyes widened and instantly his mind raised it's hackles.

'He did not just call my Harry a slut. No no no, out NOW! Away from my house, away from my Harry NOW!' Draco looked Sean dead in the eyes.

"That's a serious accusation and I do not appreciate you purposefully degrading the other suitors for your own benefit." Sean looked indignant.

"Hey now, don't think me rude for repeating what I hear on the streets!" He said.

"I don't, but I think you a fool for listening and taking to heart what you hear on the streets." Draco said coldly. He looked up at the clock. "Well, it appears our time is up, goodbye." With that he stood up and walked to the patio, a smoke trail following him. (Not literally but wouldn't that be cool?)

When he saw Harry he ran over and collapsed on the sofa next to him. Harry looked at him curiously until Draco let out a long growl and tossed a pillow across the tiles.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked. Draco snarled.

"I'm furious." He growled.

"Why?" Harry asked nervous, scooting closer to Draco and putting a worrying hand on his shoulder. "Baby what happened?" Draco sighed and put his head in his hands.

"The last suitor, Sean... he called you a slut." He looked at Harry whose eyes were wide as though he had obviously not expected that answer. Harry opened his mouth twice before swallowing audibly and sniffing quietly. He looked away pointedly and Draco frowned. He sat up straight and pulled Harry against his chest. They leaned back and Draco began carding his fingers through Harry's hair gently.

"What if one of the suitors comes back here?" Harry asked with his eyes closed.

"They won't. They won't risk getting in trouble." He placed a kiss on Harry's unruly hair.

"We have ten minutes?" Draco nodded. "...That enough time for a quickie?" Harry asked. Draco's head shot up.

"Harry!" He hissed, "My mother is right inside!" Harry rolled his eyes.

"We've done it in a dressing room before, much more public than your back patio, what's the difference?" He asked. Draco gaped.

"My MOTHER was not in the next stall over, that's the difference!" Harry sighed.

"Fine, but you SO owe me."

Draco was still fuming two hours later in his room while Harry made dinner. He kept glancing at Harry, and would instantly feel angry.

How dare that man call Harry a slut? That was wrong, rude, and completely out of line. Not that it was anyone's business or anything; But Harry had told Draco that before they had sex Harry was... a virgin. And they hadn't yet broken up, so Harry had never been with anyone but Draco, and anyone who said that they had slept with him were liars trying to get famous.

And it pissed Draco off. Majorly.

How dare they? To say that someone so innocent, sweet, caring, kind, devoted so loving as Harry could be anything but the angel he was... It made Draco want to punch something (or someone.)

He was still pissed when Harry walked over with two plates. Seeing the look on Draco's face Harry set the food down and sat on Draco's lap on the couch.

"Draco? Baby look at me." Draco still did not look up and Harry was completely shocked to see a tear of anger slip down Draco's cheek. "Draco!?" He yanked Draco's chin up and wiped the tear off of his cheek.

"Draco... I'm okay you know. I'm not that upset, people have said worse about me." Draco glared.

"It makes me upset DAMN IT!" Draco shouted, causing Harry to jump in his lap. "I- they... damn it. He almost made you cry. If you weren't so damn... I hate hearing people talk about like you're dirt." He muttered scowling.

It made Harry's heart flip to hear how much Draco cared about him. To see Draco getting truly angry over his honor, it made him feel like a damsel in distress, being saved by his prince charming. He leaned his head into the crook of Draco's neck and whispered against the cool flesh;

"You've already saved me once, all that's left is the happily ever after. We're so close my love. Hold on, we are so close..."

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