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A/N: Due to the fact that only ONE PERSON reviewed telling me how they felt about the Rated M chapter 10, I will post what she has suggested. Harry is too young for Rated M in that reviewers eyes, so here we will have the mild version. If I get more comments on it though, I may switch in chapters as I have both versions already typed out. So still comment on if you would like a Lime in Chapter 10~ Thank you and enjoy.

I Am Draco Malfoy-Potter

Chapter Ten: Just Say Yes

"Do we really have to do this?"

Draco's smirk was almost sinister as he went about taking off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. He'd already filled the large tub with water and suds. He'd dragged Harry here the day after the first trial, and while Harry had protested and pushed it back to this weekend, the Griffindor was still hesitating. Draco knew why, but it was just too much fun to mess with Harry

"Well you do want to hear the clue don't you?" He asked innocently. Harry almost scowled at that fake face, but he held back and Draco continued. "This is the only way to do it, completely under water. And you will listen to it with me or I won't tell you what the next task holds."

He knew he was using his knowledge as a threat, but he was dying to be naked with Harry, even if they didn't do anything. Draco missed the feel of his skin and the shape of his body and the smell of his skin. The blond frowned as he felt himself react to his own thoughts. Okay, maybe he had more in mind than a simple shower but he was desperate to advance his and Harry's relationship.

Harry, to his credit, wasn't hesitating because of the fact that he didn't want to. In face, the dreams he had been having concerning Draco had been more than enough to prove to himself that he was attracted to the blond. More than attracted, Harry craved it. He was a fourteen year old boy with hormones, it wasn't his fault, and Draco was just so-

"Anytime now Harry."

Draco's voice made Harry look up and the second he did, he blushed bright red he was sure he was about to explode. Draco stood there bare to the world looking at Harry like everything was completely normal. Harry's eyes involuntarily raked all the way down Draco's body but stopped when he noticed the fact that Draco was partly hard.

"Draco!" Harry breathed heavy as he looked away. "What are you doing?" He was sorta sure he knew, but he was nervous and shy and he couldn't look at Draco's body without reacting himself.

Draco smirked, looking down at Harry's trousers. So he was having some affect. Not a bad deal, but still, he wanted more.

"Just come and join me, I won't do anything you don't want me to." He reassured the Griffindor as he walked into the tub. "Bring the egg when you come in, that's the whole reason we're here anyways."

Oh yeah, the egg. Harry had forgotten about that. He loosened his tie, taking it off over his head before he felt eyes on him. Draco was staring.

"Don't be creepy! Turn around!" Harry argued with a blush. It wasn't going to leave his cheeks soon at this rate.

"What if I don't want to?" Draco answered in the most airy voice Harry had ever heard. It made shivers crawl violently up his back.

"Turn around!" He brunet insisted.

Draco sighed and shook his head before turning around and playing with the water. "I let you see me." The blond pouted. The sound of his voice threatened to make Harry smile. Draco sounded so childish and cute when he pouted, but what he said had stopped Harry's enjoyment of the voice.

"I didn't ask you to!" The brunet yelled, it vibrated in the room and Draco scowled, swiping at a bubble.

Soon Harry was just as bare as Draco and with the egg in hand he walked to the tub and eased himself into the warm water.

Draco turned to him and shook his head. "Come here." Harry back up instead

"Why?" The brunet asked tensely.

"Calm down, I'm not going to do anything." Draco growled before grabbing Harry's arm and forcing the Griffindor closer.

He slipped off the glasses and Harry blinked in confusion, his visions bury. As Draco came closer, he also became clearer. With a light kiss on the lips Draco backed up and grabbed his wand that was on the edge of the tub. Pointing it at Harry's face he cast a spell.

Suddenly things clear up and Harry was able to see just as he would with his glasses.

"What did you do?" Harry breathed putting his hands in front of his face and marveling in the fact that he could see them when he stretched them out completely.

"A spell you invented I forgot about it, but I didn't want you using glasses in the water, so it popped into my mind. It's temporary, but it helps during Quidditch games." Draco explained as he took the egg from Harry.

"I played Quidditch in the future?" Harry asked. Draco smiled.

"Well, yes and no." The blond answered. "Sometimes when teams were down a player, you would fill in as seeker. They always asked you and you really loved the sport too much to completely quit. No one ever really knew it was you. Me and Hermione made you disguise your face because it was too dangerous at the time for you to be seen anywhere too crowded. Still, if there was one thing I love more than Potions, it's watching you play Quidditch."

"I like when you talk about the me in the future." Harry smiled a bit. "Makes me feel like I've really done something with my life."

"You will do a lot with your life." Draco reassured him as he walked a bit closer, his got close enough to wrap his arm around Harry's body keeping the egg in his other hand. Harry didn't deny him. Pressed together they breathed in sync and smiled at the feeling. It felt so good to be this close to someone you loved, and it wasn't just Draco who was thinking this.

"Come on love, I want you to be prepared for the next trial." Draco rubbed Harry's back as they slowly went about separating. Draco took the egg and and and counted to three. He and Harry went under and he opened the egg.

The most beautiful voice sung the most soothing song and something in Harry's mind clicked to life. It made him dizzy and captivated but he was more alert than ever. Draco grabbed his arm and it sent electricity through his system. He moaned and the air left his lungs. Soon the hand on his arm was pulling him up.

As soon as he was outside of the water, he gasped for breath, coughing and sputtering out the water he'd inhaled.

"Harry?" Draco came close and Harry relaxed. Draco was here.

"Draco." Harry breathed.

The blond touched his chest and another electric shock made him gasp and finally moan correctly. Draco was captured by both the sound and the sight of Harry laying there soaking wet on his back with his dark hair sticking to his face, half lidded eyes and flushed cheeks and his mouth open freely making noise at Draco's touch.

"Don't!" Harry scurried backwards as Draco's touch burned though his skin. It felt so good but he was scared of that. Of Draco's touch giving him pleasure. "Don't touch me."

Draco bowed his head feeling hurt at being told to stay away. With a sigh, he stood and looked around for his and Harry's towels. They couldn't stay in the Perfect's bathroom for very long or someone would come in.

He found Harry's first, coming close to the brunet and holding it out.

"Take it Harry, you'll be alright in a couple of minutes." Draco said dully before turning to find his clothes. He hated this situation. He knew he wouldn't get the chance to do anything with Harry at the moment, Harry was only 14, but still. 'Don't touch me' was a little too much. The pain in his chest wouldn't stop but he knew he had to smile because Harry wasn't wrong, he was just under the Mermaid's music.

"Would you like me to call Ron? Or Hermione?" Draco asked as he slipped his clothes back on, not caring that he hadn't found his towel and his clothes were getting soaked. It didn't matter, he just wanted to get out of the bathroom. Being so close but unable to comfort or touch the boy was just painful.

Harry shook his head almost violently and Draco was at a loss of what to do, so he just sat down and waited for Harry to calm down.

"Why does it feel like this?" Harry's voice was small and shaky from where he sat curled up into himself. Draco heard him though, but didn't really want to answer. In the end, he couldn't deny a shaking Harry.

"It was the melody. The Mermaid's melody, when you hear it for the first time enhances your senses. Especially touch, it is how they attract mortal men and drag them into the ocean. Even though I knew this, I wanted you to hear it with me instead of by yourself because I wanted to see if the you in this time really does love me. I was just.." Draco sighed and put his head in his hands. "Being selfish."

Draco didn't hear him move, but he wasn't really paying attention. That is why it surprised him so much went thin, shaking arms wrapped around his body and hugged up. He returned it without asking any questions. If Harry gave it to him, he would never question why.

"It's okay...to be selfish." Harry whispered into his hair and Draco noticed that the brunet didn't have his towel. With a slight smile, he helped Harry stand and dry off, helping the boy slip his clothes on. Harry probably could have done it by himself at that point, but Draco was looking for any and every reason to touch the Griffindor.

"Come on. I'll help you to the Common room."

It took longer than usual for Draco to get Harry up to the Griffindor tower, but at the door, Ron had taken him. With a last kiss to the temple, a very tense Draco left for another night alone in the Room of Requirements.

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"So Mermaids?"

Ron's voice was far away as he thought about it. "That's pretty cool, it means something underwater right? Are you a good swimmer?"

Harry sighed shaking his head. "Honestly I don't really know. I haven't had the chance to be in a pool due to my relatives." he answered honestly.

They were on their way up to the Griffindor Common room and talking about Harry's discovery about the egg. He hadn't told Cedric or Viktor or Fleur, it has only been a week or so after the first trial so it may seem weird of Harry figures out a clue that fast. He was hoping he could wait for another champion to figure it out and tell the other three.

When they got there a young Griffindor was waiting for Ron in the common room with a package in his hands. "Here you go Mr Weasley!" He said with a smile. He looked at Harry and as he was about to speak Ron raised his hand.

"Not now Nigel. Later. Go on." Ron said and the boy lowered his head and left.

Harry looked at Ron oddly, to which the red head grinned. "I told him I'd get him Harry Potter's autograph." He laughed a bit and Harry looked at him as if he was insulted, but it was mostly fake. "Oh look! Mum's sent me something." Ron had opened the box and was staring at something of a frighting orange and red color that looking like a woman's dress. Ron's eyes went wide. "Mum sent me a dress?"

Harry burst out laughing looking as Ron held the thing in front of himself. "Well it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet?"

Ron glared at him before turning to his sister who sat by the fire in the common room. "Ginny, these must be for you." Ginny took one glance at it and hissed.

"I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly."

Hermione laughs from beside Ginny and Ron sends her and insulted look, much like Harry had sent him but much more real.

"What are you on about?" He asked Hermione frowning.

The girl laughed between her words "They're not for Ginny, they're for you! They're dress robes."

Ron and Harry frowned this time, but Ron was the one to speak for the two of them. "Why would I need dress robes?"

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The Yule Ball.

Three words that set Harry's heart racing. Mcgonagall had gathered all of her Griffindors for a private dancing lesson a few days ago, announcing The Yule Ball for the first time publicly. The lesson hadn't got that bad, Mcgonagall had danced with Ron so Harry had taken Hermione, and while he was complete crap at it, he hadn't stepped on Hermione's feet once. He was proud of himself for that one.

Still, there was the ever present problem about a date.

He knew who he wanted to take, but it was asking that person that seemed to freeze Harry up and make his tongue numb enough for words to be merely a far away dream.

"Blimey Harry, you slayed dragons. If you can't get a date who can?" Ron asked as he watched Harry sigh for the nineteenth time that dinner.

Harry sighed once again and looked towards the Slytherin table, catching Draco eating with Crabbe and Goyle by his side. Those two boys had stuck with Draco even as Blaise seemed to turn everyone in Slytherin house away from Malfoy's rule. Still, Draco's godfather was the Slytherin head of house, so while no one paid Draco much attention, no one messed with him either.

He hadn't talked to Draco ever since the bathroom incident. Draco always seemed to avoid Harry whenever the Griffindor called for the blond's attention. It was starting to become frustrating not only to Harry, but Hermione and Ron too.

"I think I'd rather take the dragon right now." Harry said. Then looked around and frowned. "What about you? You ask 'Mione yet?"

Ron's face turned red as his eyes narrowed. "No. Bloody girl wants me to ask as if I were proposing to her."

Harry frowned. "You do like her though, don't you?"

Ron deflated. "Yes. I'm sure I feel something for her, but it's so hard to talk to her. She's so smart and I always feel bloody stupid when I'm around her. But her hair Harry, the way her hair falls in her eyes, or how she rakes it behind her ear when she's studying, or the way she chews on the end of her quill. Harry...I'm going mad."

Harry shook his head. "Ron, you know that you belong with her. You two get married and have two kids, you two are made for each other, all you have to do is ask her."

Ron glared at Harry. "Take your own advice mate. Isn't your future spouse sitting over there between two boulders" Ron pointed at Draco and Harry's eyes followed his finger, meeting the mercury silver eyes that were now looking straight at him at him for the first time in weeks. Harry jumped at the eye contact and turned around quickly.

Ron smirked and Harry scowled. "Oh sob off."

"Fine." Ron smiled. "But as you dance with yourself during The Yule Ball, I'll be dancing with the love of my life!"

Harry watched the red head get up and leave, probably going to look for Hermione. Looking back again, he met Draco's eye and sighed, gesturing with his head that he and Draco need to talk. Draco nodded back, and both boys looked away, finishing their dinner before leaving, one after the other.

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They met in the Room of Requirements that night, Harry slipping in with his invisibility cloak while Draco was already inside with a lit fire and a bit of desert on a table to the left of the couch Draco had taken while he waited.

The second the door opened he bolted up and turned around, knowing Harry was there even if he couldn't see him. He strolled forward and grabbed at the air, managing by sheer luck to catch the cloak and rip it off Harry.

"Go with me to The Yule Ball! I wouldn't be able to stomach seeing you there with one of those insufferable Patil twins!"

Harry was shocked at Draco's sudden outburst, but the words took a while to register.

Draco had just asked him to The Yule Ball.

He wasn't mad at Harry for denying him.

A slow grin spread across his face as he look dreamily at Draco, not even giving his answer.

Draco felt the nerves rise inside him as he was denied an answer and his stomach just dropped. He knew it, he had gone too far that night in the boy's bathrooms. He'd taking things to fast, wanting things that Harry wasn't comfortable giving him and now Harry wouldn't talk to him. He was so on edge, he never spent so long away from Harry since the bloody Griffindor had died and he went back in time! Draco knew he should have waited for the brunet to fall more in love with him but it was so tempting and he just couldn't resist the call of-

"Draco?" Harry's voice cut off Draco's mental self-scolding, and he looked up to meet Harry's confused eyes. "Are you alright?"

Draco sighed and let go of Harry's shoulders, pushing himself away from the boy he just wanted to hold to his chest. "I will be. Just...if you go with one of the twins, don't touch them..well I guess you couldn't just not touch your date, but-"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in an extreme confusion. "I thought I was going with you? Didn't you just ask me?"

Draco perked up. "Was that a yes?"

Harry shook his head and smiled at his mindless blond. Draco was really cute when he was like this. Nervous and on edge in a good way. "Yes its a yes."

Draco grinned one of those grins that Harry really loved to see, the one that spoke of honest, untainted happiness, and he felt pride he was able to put that kind of smile on Draco's face. It wasn't easy.

The blond rushed at Harry again capturing him in a tight hug. "Thank you." it was his turn to say it but Harry shook his head.

"No. Thank you. You came back in time all to save my life, even though all I wanted was for you to take care of our children. I'm sure it wasn't easy for Future me to stay with you knowing I was going to die, but now you're here to protect me." Harry paused and thought about it. "It's weird but I'm kind of jealous of future me..."

Draco pulled away enough to see Harry's face. "Why is that?" He asked curiously. Harry frowned at him.

"He had kids with you before I did."

Draco laughed at shook his head. "No. There are no kids in this time. There are no limits in this time. We can still have our kids, or adopt like normal same-sex couples."

Harry shook his head. "No. Those children in the photo album are mine too. They have the Potter name, my traits and my DNA, even if I didn't create them with you. We will." Harry smiled.

"Yeah." Draco breathed in Harry's scent and felt like he was truly happy for the first time in so long. "We will."