A/N: I know it's short, but the next chapter will be longer. I promise!

Draco gaped when he saw what awaited them outside. He saw a man standing in a giant basket, with a humongous balloon attached to the top, and was that fire? "Honey? What the bloody hell is that?"

"That, baby, is a hot air balloon. It's going to take us to dinner."

"You really expect me to get in that? How does it even work?"

Harry frowned. "I'm not sure about the exact details. I just know the heat makes it rise. Come on or we can't go where we need to."

Draco brightened immediately. "Where are we going, honey? Have I been there before?"

Harry tried to stop the laugh bubbling up but couldn't. "Where is a surprise. No, you haven't been there. I think you'll like it, though."

"I'm even more interested in where we're going now. I'm a little nervous about this contraption, though."

"Don't worry. I've ridden one before. It's perfectly safe. You can always hold onto me if you get scared," Harry teased.

Draco smacked his arm. "Don't make jokes. I might just take you up on that offer, though. I take it that Dumbledore knows about this?"

"Yeah, I had to get permission for us to leave the grounds, after all."

Harry slipped his hand in Draco's and led him to the hot air balloon. He helped him get inside and, once they were in, the man allowed the balloon to rise off the ground. Draco whimpered at the first lurch and grabbed Harry to hide his face in his chest.

Harry chuckled and wrapped his arms around Draco's body. He held him tight and buried his nose in his hair. Draco smelled so good! Harry knew he could spend the rest of his life smelling nothing but Draco and be happy. He looked around and leaned down to whisper in Draco's ear. "You're missing the best part, baby."

Draco slowly pulled away from Harry to look around. "Oh. My. Gods. Harry?" There must have been at least a thousand fairies lit up and arranged to spell out 'I love you Draco' in front of them.

"Yes, love?"

Draco looked at Harry, not really knowing what to say. He dove on his 'husband' and proceeded to thoroughly kiss him. He finally pulled back and his sparkling eyes met Harry's dazed ones. "I love you, too, honey."

Harry shook his head to clear it of all of his naughty thoughts. He smiled and said, "I really hope you enjoy tonight. It took a lot of work to get everything set up. You're worth every second of it, though."

Draco blushed. "You say the sweetest things." He looked around, confused. "Wait, are we in a cloud?"

Harry laughed. "Yes, baby. We have to go above the clouds to get there."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

Draco pouted and stepped to the edge of the basket, forgetting his earlier fear. He gasped as they came out of the top of the cloud. In front of them was a building that appeared to be made of the same white, fluffy clouds around them. He felt Harry come up behind him and wrap his arms around his waist. He felt hot breath in his ear as Harry whispered to him.

"Welcome to Cloud Nine, baby."

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"It's an extremely exclusive restaurant. Few people know of its existence and you're not allowed to tell anyone about it without the permission of the owner. I don't know what happens if you do, but I've heard it's unpleasant. The owner is extremely wealthy so he doesn't even need to work. The first time here is invitation only unless a previous visitor got permission to bring someone new. After that, you can request a reservation."

"You got permission to bring me?"

"Yes, I've been working on all of this for the past two weeks. I even paid extra to shut it down so it's all ours tonight."

Draco whirled around. "Are you serious?"

"Anything for you, baby. I told you that you're worth it. What's wrong?"

Draco's eyes had started to fill with tears. "It's just no one has ever done anything like this for me before."

"Well, if I have anything to say about it, I'll be the only one who ever does stuff like this for you. I love you, Draco. I just want to make you happy."

"Oh, Harry. I love you, too. You make me happy by just being there. I may have grown up a rich, spoiled prat but I don't need fancy things to be happy. I just need you."

Harry smiled and leaned down to press his lips to Draco's cheek. Draco had other plans and intercepted Harry's lips with his own. He poured all of his emotions into the kiss until it was so intense that Harry gave a small gasp. He took full advantage and slipped his tongue inside to explore. It still felt like the first time and he pressed his body up against Harry's. He felt Harry's hands on his ass and then on his thighs to lift him up and sit him on the side of the basket. Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's waist to draw him closer until their erections rubbed together. He moaned into Harry's mouth. Neither remembered the man who had flown the balloon nor noticed when he slipped away to give them some privacy.

Draco started thrusting slowly but forcefully against Harry. He pulled away to whisper in his ear. "Make love to me, Harry."

Harry pulled back to look in Draco's eyes. He saw nothing but lust and love. He gently pulled Draco's legs off of him. "Baby, we can't do this here. We have reservations. Besides, you deserve a bed, not a quickie in a hot air balloon."

Draco sighed but got down and took Harry's hand as they headed towards the restaurant.