Chapter 5 You Are So Beautiful, Harry
After lunch was nearly over and some of the students were starting to leave, Draco stood up and walked from the Slytherin to the Gryffindor table. As to be expected, this caused a bit of a stir, even among the teachers, but none of them moved from their seats.
Neither did any of the remaining students, preferring to watch what would surely be a violent spectacle, being familiar with the behavior of the Lion and the Dragon (1) in the past.
(Dragon) (Dragon is considered another form of serpent, or snake (2), in some cultures, and it is also what Draco's name means)
(2) (Snake) (Second Meaning, Slytherin)
Draco's gray eyes swept over Harry like a cascade of warm water, smoldering like the embers of an improperly fed fire when the dark-haired boy blushed in response.
"Draco," he said softly, his eyes shining with hope.
"Harry," he said in return, nodding to the rest of the group politely.
They all nodded back, but didn't speak, too stunned at the amazing change that had come over him to speak.
"I have a gift for you, my raven-haired beauty," he said calmly, quietly enough that only Harry and his friends could hear.
"Already?" Harry asked in surprise, the color in his cheeks deepening.
"I said that I would start off easy," Draco reminded him.
"I know, but still…"
"Well, if you don't want it…" he said, trailing off teasingly.
"I didn't say that," Harry said quickly. "I'm eager to get this started."
"Really? Well then, you'll be pleased to know that I intend to go to Dumbledore after this to get permission to take you out of the castle this weekend for our first date."
"Where are we going?" Harry asked, his green eyes looking dazed at the speed at which this was going now.
"It's a secret," Draco mock stage-whispered, winking at him boldly and reaching one pale hand inside his own robes.
When it came back into sight there was a single, yellow rose held in the fingers. It had been striped of thorns, and wrapped round it's short stem and tied in a loose bow, was an emerald green satin ribbon. Harry blinked in surprise, blushing when Draco moved closer and bent down to place the rose behind his ear gently, stepping back and smiling down at him.
"That's a good look for you, Harry," he said truthfully. "So beautiful…"
"You think so?" the Gryffindor asked self consciously, only caring about what Draco thought of him.
"I do."
To Harry's surprise Draco reached out and took his hand in his, bending down once more to press his soft, pink lips to the back of it, staring into his eyes as he spoke.
"I'll see you soon, my emerald-eyed snake speaker."
Harry, unsurprisingly, flushed again, his cheeks flooding with color as he nodded in agreement. "Alright. See you."