Inamorato

A/N: Yay!!! New rooms...fun. Hope you all enjoy!

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Sorry it took so long; being sick sucks. And sorry it's not very long. ~ FA

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Professor McGonagall led Harry and Draco to their new rooms on the fourth floor. Since the Slytherin Common Room is in the dungeons, and the entrance to Gryffindor Tower is on the seventh floor, Albus had very fairly placed their rooms about halfway between the two. She stopped in front of a picture of a very beautifully done owl, then turned to face her favorite student and his - ahem - fiance. She was still having a bit of trouble wrapping her mind around that.

"The password is 'Inamorato'." She informed them. Upon saying the word, the portrait swung out of the way, revealing a doorway. "It means 'beloved one' and denotes a consort-status." She explained at Harry's questioning look. "Albus thought it fitting. Please, make yourselves at home."

Draco smiled. "Thank you, Professor. We understand how strange this must seem, but Harry and I are doing our best to make this easier for everyone." He tugged Harry along as he stepped into the doorway. "We felt changing our status quickly would be easier for people to accept then a slow change."

McGonagall nodded, understanding. "Less chance of someone attempting to come between you two if you present it as a fait accompli. I do understand, Mr. Malfoy. It will simply take some getting used to."

Harry smiled and hugged her tightly, still holding Draco's hand. "Thank you, Professor, for being so supportive. It means a lot to me to have your support."

McGonagall nodded and hugged him back, trying not to cry. This boy meant the world to her, and not because he was The-Boy-Who-Lived. Harry just had a way of crawling into people's hearts. She smiled to herself as Draco and Harry slipped into their new rooms, the portrait closing quickly behind them. Draco Malfoy might be said to be wrought of ice, just like his parents, but he wouldn't stand a chance against Harry. After all, Harry was as brilliant as the sun when he turned the force of his love and loyalty on someone, and everyone knew that the sun melted ice. Oh no, Malfoy most definitely didn't stand a chance.

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Harry stared around the room as the portrait closed behind them. "Whoa." was all he said. They had their own, personal Common Room! Directly across from the door they'd just entered through was an ENORMOUS fireplace. Harry thought he'd probably be able to stand in it with his wings mostly spread. In front of the fireplace was a seating area that consisted of a huge couch, four big armchairs, a coffee table, four end tables, and a half-a-dozen plush ottomans. Off to the left was a huge wooden door. Off to the right was a matching door. The walls had gorgeous hangings of both Gryffindor, and Slytherin, colors and themes. The furniture was all dark woods and rich, chocolate colored leather. Harry was very impressed.

"So..." Harry said, smiling shyly at Draco. "Want to see what's behind doors number one and two?"

Draco shrugged. "Probably bedrooms with attached bathrooms, but we can look at them. See which one belongs to which of us, since they're probably done in Gryffindor and Slytherin colors, respectively." He tipped his head towards the door on the right. "I'll check this one."

Harry nodded and strolled over to the other door. He opened it and peeked inside. The carpet was a gorgeous silver color and was so plush Harry felt himself sinking into it as he stepped into the room. The bed was a huge king-sized canopy bed. The hangings were a silver-blue velvet and the bedspread was a heavy comforter in the same color, with silvery-looking silk sheets. He looked around, frowning when he didn't see another door. There were two wardrobes and two bedside tables...one on either side of the enormous bed. There were also two desks off to one side of the room, and a love seat in front of the fireplace on the other. And then Harry spotted them...his trunk, and the black and silver one he recognized as Draco's from earlier in the day. Oh shit.

"Harry!" The Gryffindor boy winced. "Come here!" He was willing to bet money that Draco had just realized he was standing in a bathroom, which meant there was only one bedroom.

With a sigh, Harry walked out of the bedroom and across the Common Room. "Yes, Draco?" He asked, leaning one shoulder against the doorjamb. "What is it?"

Draco gestured to the gorgeous black-and-gold, incredibly luxurious and decadent bathroom he was standing in. "This is a bathroom. I am assuming there is only one bed in the other room?" He raised an eyebrow. Harry nodded, saying nothing, and Draco groaned. "I should have expected this. What are we going to do?"

"Well..." Harry smiled charmingly. "You can either sleep on the couch in the Common Room, or..." He grinned at the annoyed sneer on Draco's face. "We can both sleep in the incredibly large bed in the bedroom. Sharing the same bed isn't going to kill us, and it doesn't mean we have to have sex."

He felt he was being eminently reasonable. Draco, it seemed, did not agree. Indeed, the Slytherin couldn't believe how naive the other boy was being. "Harry." He said carefully. "You do understand that if you spend every night in the same bed with me and every waking minute in my presence, we're going to have sex, right?"

Harry blinked slowly. "Um...no. Why?" He tipped his head to the side. "I spend loads of time with Ron and 'Mione, but I've never shagged either one of them."

Draco snorted - a decidedly undignified and un-Malfoy-ish sort of sound. He couldn't help it. "That's because you had no desire to fuck either of them to begin with. But you're attracted to me already and I'm not shy about admitting that I certainly wouldn't mind bending you over the nearest desk and fucking your gorgeous little arse..."

"There's two desks in the bedroom." Harry blurted out before he could stop himself. Draco's eyes widened and Harry felt his whole face turn red. "I mean...um...there's two of everything except the bed, so they obviously expect us to share it and I don't see why it should be a problem. After all, we barely know each other. We've only kissed once. I don't plan on just jumping into having sex."

"Jumping into having sex?" Draco tipped his head to one side as the funny terminology Harry used gave him a thought. He began to move closer to Harry. Harry backed up and Draco merely continued to follow him...Harry felt like he was being stalked. "Harry..." Draco asked silkily, practically purring. "You have had sex before, haven't you? I mean, surely The-Boy-Who-Lived isn't a virgin?"

Harry backed himself up until he hit a chair, then he circled around it, putting it between him and the blonde. "So what if I am?" He asked defensively, a bit offended by the incredulous look on the other boy's face. It wasn't like it was a huge deal or anything! He was busy saving the world all the time...how was he supposed to find time to date? "There's nothing wrong with waiting for someone you love!" He blurted out, as it was the only semi-coherent excuse he could think of at the time.

Again, Draco snorted. "Um, Harry, sex isn't about love, it's about lust. Trust me."

"Oh, and I suppose you've just gone around shagging your way through the different houses?" There was a note of contempt in Harry's voice now. Being a virgin wasn't a bad thing! Draco ought to feel honored that he'd be the only person Harry had ever slept with! Why was he acting like it was an enormous burden or a big joke? In his anger, he snarled out a nasty retort without thinking. "Well that's just lovely, isn't it? I think you ought to get checked for diseases before we do anything serious. I'd hate to catch something!"

"How dare you!" Draco was furious, his silver eyes flashing. How dare Harry judge him and find him lacking! "Just because I'm not a virgin, doesn't mean I'm a slut! It's not like I was with anyone, so whatever and whomever I did is no one's business but mine!"

Harry was the one to sneer this time and Draco was a bit surprised to see how well he did it. "But of course, Malfoy," He spat, deliberately using the other boy's surname. "Just don't expect to be getting near my arse any time soon!"

Then, as Draco stood there looking - once again - like a fish someone had hit in the head with a brick, Harry stormed out of their Common Room. The portrait slamming behind him startled Draco back out of his shock. "Well fuck." He muttered, dragging a hand through his hair and sinking down onto the chair Harry had put between them just moments earlier. "That wasn't supposed to happen..."

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A/N: YAY!!! That wasn't what I expected to happen, but it was fun. I hope you enjoyed it. Please review; I love reading them and remember I alert to updates so leave your e-mail if you'd like one. ~ FA