Draco was waiting under the tree. A few moments later he heard rushing footsteps behind him. He turned around and found a raven-hair teen who was still catching his breath. He immediately turned on his ‘Drama Queen’ mood and pouted.
‘Potter. You ask me out on a date but you’re late for to it. You are such a rude person. You shouldn’t keep your love waiting for so long!’
Harry ran a hand through his already messy hair. He needed to escape from the other three Dracos to go ‘hang out’ with him. (He won’t deny it’s a date)
‘Firstly, it is not a date, Malfoy. It’s only friends hanging out. And the most important thing, I am late because you keep asking me where I’m going and I need to find a million excuses for going away!’
Draco shrugged his head and pouted again.
‘I don’t care. If you are late again, I will not accept your date! ’
‘Now if you would do the pleasure, pull me up so we can go.’
Harry held out a hand and smiled fakely at the other. Draco took his hand to stand up. He tried to pull his hand away but Harry didn’t loosen his grip. Instead, he started walking while holding Draco’s hand.
Draco was more than thankful that Harry didn’t turn his head around throughout the whole walk. Otherwise, he would see his face like a ripped apple, because they were holding hand like a couple.
Despite his internal screaming like a teenage girl, he tried to remain a calm expression on his face. Harry pulled them to walk past another tree and Draco found himself facing a beautiful lake.
‘Wow! That is beautiful. Potter how can you find such a good place and own it all to yourself.’
Draco ran over to the crystal-clear lake excitedly, like a little kid who saw his favorite cartoon characters and dragged Harry along with him.
‘Well. I am sharing it with you and we can hang out here more often. We have this place all to ourselves. I’m sure nobody else knows this place.’
The thought of only he and Harry going to the place set his heart on fire, and he tried to hide his delight.
‘Like I will ever agree to go out with you again.’
He shook his head dramatically and put on a face of disgust.
‘Ok. Nevermind. But why are you still holding my hand then? I thought you don’t want to even spend time with me? Why holding my hand?’
Draco stared back in horror at a smirking Harry, knowing that he had already lost this battle. He tried to think of something to do to spare this moment. He did something that even surprised himself.
He jumped off into the water and pulling Harry with him. In the instant, he touched the water he knew he had done the wrong thing because he couldn’t swim!
He kicked his legs back and forward furiously hoping to make him float instead of falling into the water. But he failed miserably. When he was about to sink, a pair of toned arms wrapped around him.
‘So, our Slytherin prince, the precious Draco Malfoy doesn’t know how to swim, isn’t it?’
Draco knew that Harry was laughing at him without looking at his face. He immediately felt a rage out of humiliation and he snapped.
‘You know what? Put me down Potter, I don’t need your help to stay in the water, ugh! Let me go!’
Harry laughed at Draco childish in his heart. So he wanted to start the game, ok? Harry loosened his grip experimentally. Draco gasped and Harry caught him in the last moment.
Harry laughed like a lunatic and did that again, totally enjoying his sinister power over Draco. This time Draco put his arms around Harry’s neck and legs around his middle, in terms to prevent himself from falling again.
‘You... don’t do that again. I will... murder.... yes definitely murder you.’
Draco was still catching his breath after struggling for a while in the water. He nuzzled his head on Harry’s neck and sniffed, making Harry shudder at the very close touch.
Harry put his arms around Draco’s waist to pull him even closer to himself, feeling his warmth, feeling his body next to him, breathing in his scene. He could smell the addictive vanilla smell. And he wanted to, very much, taste it.
‘Malfoy, so now, how can you thank me, for being such a kind person for helping you?’
Harry tried his best to say it in sarcasm and hid his nervousness.
‘Why do I even have to thank you? You try to drown me several times! Anyway... yeah I’ll do it. Say it, what do you want me to do?’
Harry’s heart almost fell out of his chest at that moment. Draco actually agreed to do it. So now what should he say?
‘What, Potter? Tell me or I won’t do it anymore.’
What! Harry couldn’t even think of one word to say. He kept staring at Draco’s lips like it was magnetic. Cute and so soft, he thought.
Draco might die from the closeness between them and the burning of Harry’s stare. They seemed to stare through him. He was sure his face was even redder now if it was possible.
Harry averted his eyes and looked into the silver pools. Now they seemed almost like mercury to him.
He reached out a hand and used his wet fingers to trace over Draco’s face. Draco just looked at him through his half-closed eyes lids with bright red cheeks and lightly parted lips.
Harry dragged his finger and let them touched Draco’s forehead, then his eyes and his nose. When his finger touched his lips, he stopped and frowned. It was as soft as he thought, and a little bit wet.
Suddenly Harry realized he actually hasn’t answered that question. Instead of answering, he thought of a perfect way to tell what he wanted.
He tapped his finger gently on Draco’s lips and then tapped the fingers on his own lips. Draco’s head snapped up and looked at him in disbelief as if asking
‘What! Are you serious? I...’
Draco wanted to sink himself in this intimate moment. Harry Potter, the chosen one, the Golden Boy or whatever was holding himself and touching him with such gentleness and caring. The way he looked at him made Draco thought he was the most precious thing in the world.
And Harry touched both of their lips. What did it even mean? Should he kiss... no wait is that what that meant? He looked at Harry again, and he was sure he saw the desire in his eyes.
What are you doing? You can’t do this! Potter... Harry doesn’t really like you. He is just... want to humiliate or trick you or something like that!
The other part of him mumbled
But you know you want this... and Harry wants this too, doesn’t he?
He leaned in and moved his hand to put it around Harry’s neck. Both of them thought they were going to kiss.
But in the last moment, Draco changed his direction and planted a kiss on Harry’s cheek instead.
Yeah, I can’t do this. I can’t bear the pain if this wasn’t real. Draco noted dryly to himself.
He nuzzled his head back on Harry’s shoulder and said
‘Potter, carry me back on the shore.’
Harry, very much shocked by what had happened just obeyed and carried two of them onto the grass. Draco sat down and put his head in his hands, struggling about what had happened.
Harry sat quietly beside him. He didn’t know why Draco was so quiet after that. Was he disgusted by Harry? It’s possibly not because he looked like he was shy, but not disgusted.
As oblivious as Harry always was, he couldn’t think of anything to do. He took out the bracelets he had bought but didn’t have the courage to give Draco.
He tapped Draco’s shoulder gently. Draco turned his head and looked at him sharply with red eyes like he was about to cry. It broke Harry’s heart to see him like this. He showed him the pair of bracelets.
‘I want to give this to a very important person. Do you think they are good enough?’
Draco found with a very delighted smile on his face. For a moment, Draco thought the bracelet was for him. But he instantly knew what Harry meant.
He was asking him for opinions. He wasn’t giving them to him. They were not for him. He was going to give it to the Weaseltte. He felt the back of his eyes stung and he turned his head away.
‘It’s... perfect. They are beautiful. Give them... to... Ginny.’
Harry heard the pain and sadness in his voice. Draco got this wrong idea! Didn’t he see how happy Harry is with him? Why would he give this to Ginny?
He took the hand Draco was using to wipe his tears and put on the bracelet for him. He intertwined their fingers and held up their hands, each of them wearing one of the bracelets.
Draco stared at him through the whole process, joy and surprise clear in his eyes. He touched the shiny emerald on the bracelet and then turned to look at the back of it.
On the back, there was craving of the day. Oh Draco would never forget that day, the day when the accident happened and changed he and Harry’s relationship. He smiled at the memory.
‘You are such a romantic person, Potter.’
‘Whatever you like to say, Draco.’
Draco woke up from his dream, found himself lying on the hospital. He pulled up his robes sleeves to check if the bracelet was there. He stared hard at the emerald bracelet. At that moment, everything hit him.
He was in great pain like his brain was being torn off from his head. He let out loud screamings and Harry, who was sitting on an armchair jumped up and rushed to him.
Numerous amount of flashbacks ran through his head at the same moment and he remembered. He remembered the accident, he remembered the times when different versions of him and Harry were with one another, doing many different things.
When he saw Harry in front of him, wearing a worried expression, he felt like crying out loud. He pulled him into a bone crushing hug and immediately sobbed. Harry patted his back reassuringly to comfort him.
‘Harry... I..... remember you.’ He choked.
Harry tensed. Draco... remembered him. He pulled away a little to look Draco in eys. The time they spent together. He remembered? All of them?
‘Do you remember when you were bullied by some Slytherin and you cried, and I comfort you?’
‘Do you remember all of our study sessions?’
‘Do you remember we share a room, when I had a nightmare, you hugged me so I could sleep better?’
‘Do you remember you kissed me outside the Potions classroom?’
‘Stop asking I say I remember everything, your annoying prat!’
‘Two more questions, ok?’
Harry looked at him with pleading eyes that made his heart went soft in an instant. He nodded.
‘Ok, the first one. Do you know that I like you?’
His throat felt dry suddenly. How should he say this? He took a deep breath.
‘Harry. I... I was in love with a boy and I can’t help it.’
Harry felt like he was punched harshly by someone. He wanted to leave but he also wanted to know who that was.
‘Tell... tell me about him.’ He said in a cracked voice.
‘We have known each other since first year but we understand each other truly this year. He is handsome, kind and sweet. He is an amazing Quidditch player which I adore him.’
‘He is idiotic and oblivious sometimes, but he is cute. When I see him, I feel like a thousand butterflies are in my stomach. I can’t stop thinking about him.’
‘Oh and when we kiss. Merlin, he was a great kisser! Although we had only kissed once, he made me feel lightheaded and I love that feeling.’
He looked up into Harry’s watery eyes. The person Draco described was amazing. Harry was nothing compared to him. And Draco was happy when he was with that person, not with him.
‘I really like him very much. He gave me this bracelet.’
Draco pulled up his sleeves to slow the bracelet Harry gave him.
‘And his name, is Harry Potter.’
Draco used his thumbs to wipe away the tears on Harry’s face.
‘Yes. He is you, you idiot!’
Harry looked at him with happiness in his stunning eyes. He said
‘I love you too, ferretface.’
He leaned into and captured Draco’s lips with his own. He put his hand on Draco’s neck and one on his waist to pull him even closer. They fight for dominance and ended up Harry won.
Harry had Draco pinned on the wall and continued to explore his mouth. Draco felt lightheaded and out of breath, but it wasn’t like he wanted to complain. He started to use his tongue to seek out for Harry’s, shyly at first.
But when their tongue met each other, the feeling made Harry shuddered and he groaned deeply. Both of them were turned on. Harry lifted him up and put him on the bed, climbing onto him a moment later.
When they were about to take off their school robes, a solemn voice spoke and they knew they were in troubles.
‘Malfoy, you are sick and you should be lying on the bed, resting right now. And Mr.Potter, what are you doing to my patient. Go back to your dormitory at once!’
Harry and Draco looked at the angry face of Madam Pomfrey and understood there’s no way they could continue this now. Harry took up his things and pecked Draco on the cheek before he left.
‘I guess we have to see later, ferretface.’
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