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Chapter 19 The Morning After

Harry woke the next morning, smiling as he cuddled closer against Draco's side, humming contentedly as the Slytherin's arms tightened around him gently, feeling his lips press a kiss to his forehead lovingly. "Mmmm… Morning, Dray. A good morning."

"A very good morning, baby. Did you sleep well?"

"Better then I ever have in my life? You?"

"I have to agree with you. If I had known that love was the key to my insomnia, I would have pursued you years ago."

Harry flushed, smiling at him as he sat up in the bed, Draco moving behind him and enfolding him in his arms tenderly.

"Do you want to go explore the Manor, Draco?"

"I do, but why don't we save that for our next date?"

"Okay. Wow, this place is almost as beautiful as it was last night."

"Yes, it is."

"Dray?"

"Yes, love?"

"Would you braid my hair for me, please? I was fine with leaving it down in my other form. But now that it's permanent in this one, I'd rather have it out of the way so it's not in my face all the time."

"Sure," he answered with a smile, pulling their wands out from under the pillows.

He handed Harry his wand, using his own to cast a detangling charm on his Mate's hair. Then he used another one that made the Gryffindor's hair shiny and soft to the touch, placing the wand on the bed beside his knee, his slender hands moving up to a few inches below the nap of Harry's neck, starting to intertwine it into a long-braid that ended just above his enticingly bare bottom. He resisted the urge to touch him there, knowing that he was likely still sore, instead reaching for his wand, casting a holding spell on the end of the braid so that it wouldn't unravel until he removed it.

"Thank you, Draco. How's it look?"

"Beautiful," the blonde said seriously, kissing him on the cheek briefly.

Harry blushed again, and, climbing out of bed reluctantly, started to gather up their clothes and shoes while Draco made the bed and cast a cleaning charm on the blankets and sheets quickly. Then they dressed, and, taking each other's hand, walked back over the rolling hills to Hogsmeade.

Since it was still fairly early, not many were out, but those that were they ignored as before, heading back up to Hogwarts together.