Lover

A Midnight Meeting

The next week went annoying slow for everyone. Hermione was being annoying, she kept asking Harry if he gotten any mail and every time he hadn’t. Blaise
was bothering him by just sitting next to Draco. He was saying something
that was obviously making Draco uncomfortable, and then Blaise would smile
about it. Sitting in the Great Hall that Friday morning, Harry was barely
touching his food. Despite Sev’s potion, he still had a dream. Then again,
he had been told it was to only keep away his Voldemort dreams and it did.
Just not his Draco dreams. Not that he wanted them to go away but it was
hard dreaming and not being able to do anything about it, not even fix it.
Oh, and he knew exactly how to fix it. Still scooting his food around his
plate, he didn’t see Hermione sit down next to him. Ron’s voice woke him up.
Ron leaned behind him and hit Hermione.

“What Ron?”

“Is he okay?” Harry heard him whisper. Obviously he thought he wasn’t
listening. Hermione shrugged. ‘Good old Hermione always there to keep a
secret’ Harry smiled. Still not eating, he noticed Hermione glancing over
at the Slytherin table. Ron saw too but ignored her. He was too caught in his own
thoughts. At about ten minutes till breakfast was over, the mail came. Harry
saw Hedwig flying toward him and sat up. She dropped a simple note in his
lap, before he could read it though Ron grabbed it.

“What’s that mate?” he asked.

“Ron, give it back!” Harry demanded. They fought over it till breakfast was
done and Harry end up snatching it and pocketing it to read later, which turned
out to be much later.


He couldn’t read it in Potions because Sev was quizzing them mercilessly, going over every potion they’d learn. The Varnishing Potions, Sleep
Draughts, Memory Potions, and every other potion he could fling in there.
The only one that made any sense was the Sleeping Draught and that was only
because he took it once a week.

In Charms Flitwick was also tested them. The Cheering Charm was a must, seeing
that everyone was getting a headache from far too many things to remember.
Even McGonagall was on them. Everything in sight had to be changed into
something else.

By the time it was after class he’d forgotten all about the note. Walking
to his room, he was wondering why Hermione and Blaise were following and
glancing at each other, every time he turned around. He got into the room
and flopped on his bed, Blaise on the couch, Hermione on Blaise’s lap.

“Why did you guys follow me?” Harry yawned.

“What? I can’t hang out with my best friend?” Hermione said mock sad.

“Yeah!” Blaise added.

“You’re not my best friend Blaise.” Harry smiled.

“A friend then.” he asked.

“Sure,” Harry yawned again. “Whatever.”

“Okay” Hermione said glancing at Blaise. ‘Did he read it?’ she wondered,
looking at Blaise, who was of course thinking the same thing. Harry was
falling asleep. Hermione sighed and leaned back on Blaise. That’s when she
saw a note on the floor.
“Harry what’s that?”
Harry leaned over the bed and looked on the floor.

“Oh yeah.” he mumbled picking it up. Hermione and Blaise smiled and Harry
started to read. Both started to laugh when he shot up from the bed and fell
off. Hermione stood up and walk to him. She laughed at him. He was on the
floor just staring at the paper in his hand like it was going to kill him or
catch sudden flames.

“Harry…” Hermione said trying her best not to laugh. He slowly looked up at her. She busted out laughing. “Are you okay?” she said between breaths. Hands
shivering he handed the note to her. She read it aloud.

“Harry, I found your notebook. Blaise left in his room. I doubt he was
going to return it. So meet me in the old Astronomy tower at 12 and I’ll
return it to you. Draco” Hermione laughed even harder.

“I don’t see what’s so funny.” he whispered.

“You!” she gasped. “Look at you face”

“Is he for real?” Harry asked looking at Blaise. He was also laughing but
managed a nod. Harry stood up. “You’ve got to be kidding. He has my
notebook.”

“Um, yeah…” Hermione laughed. “Blaise gave it to him.”

“This is not funny!” Harry growled. “I’m ruined. I swear. He’ll taunt me
forever!”

“Just go!” Hermione demanded. So he went.


Standing outside the Astronomy tower at exactly 11:59, Harry decided
whether not to go in. He walked to the door, reached for the doorknob,
then…turned around a walked away. He continued to do this, all the while
thinking.

‘What if he read it? Do I really want to go it there and face him? NO! I
could just turn around and leave. It’s not like he would even care. But I
want to see him. I’m a Gryffindor! I’m not supposed to be this scared…’ “Here
goes nothing.” he said above a whisper. Pushing the door open, he stepped
in. He then slowly ascended the stairs. He saw Draco sitting on the window
seal, his feet dangling out it. The site of him stopped Harry in his tracks.
The moonlight made his already blonde hair looked gold almost and he was
smiling from what Harry could see. He walked to him and tapped his shoulder.
Draco jumped and almost fell out the window. He turned around, ready to yell
but stopped when he saw Harry.

“Don’t scary me like that!” he whispered.

“Sorry…” Harry mumbled breaking eye contact and staring at the ground. He
stepped back as he heard Draco walk over to the couch in front of a table.
Draco bent down and picked up the notebook and then walked back to Harry.
‘Gosh, he’s bloody gorgeous’ Harry sighed. Draco stood there standing in
front of him, just staring at him. Harry opens his mouth to say something
but nothing came out.

“Do you want this or not?” Draco finally said. Harry made no attempt to
take it and Draco rolled his eyes. “Fine, come here.” he ordered. Harry
followed him back to the couch and sat next to him. Not close enough for his
liking. Draco scooted closer though, and Harry stopped breathing. He opened
to the first page with Harry’s name. “This is yours right?” Draco
asked. Harry nodded. “I…I wanna know…” he trailed off.

“Want to know what, Draco?” Harry said before he could help it. ‘Did I just
say Draco?’

‘Did he call me Draco,’ “I wanna know if it’s true…” Draco whispered.

“What’s true?” Harry asked. ‘Please tell me he didn’t read it. Please.’

“I read something in here.” Draco replied looking up at him. Eyes locking
again and a wonderful smile that made Harry’s stomach flip spread across
Draco face. “Do you love me?”

“I. Uh. Well.….” Harry stammered breaking eye contact again.

“Yes or no, Harry.” Draco told him. ‘Hey if he calls me Draco, I call him
Harry.’

“Yes.” Harry said so softly if the room wasn’t completely quiet, you would
have never heard it. If Draco weren’t sitting he would have fell down.

“You do?”

“Yes.” Harry answered. Draco smiled brilliantly. He never felt happier. Blaise would live after all. He handed the notebook over to Harry, who smiled at him in
returned and hug it like a two-year-old and his security blanket. Draco
laughed. Before he could stop himself, he had pushed Harry down and the
notebook fell to the floor. Harry gasped and Draco smiled wider, if
possible.

“You’re too cute for you own good you know that, Harry” Harry just gulped.
He was trying to get around the fact that Draco was pinning him down on the
couch and how he gotten there in the space of three seconds. His thoughts
were soon forgotten, when a pair of warm lips were covering his own. Shocked,
he gasped, and not requesting any permission Draco shoved his tongue into
the boy’s mouth. Harry moaned into Draco’s mouth and he smiled. The roles
where soon reversed though when Harry’s Veela instinct took over and he
flipped Draco over. His lips left Draco, much to Draco dislike and found any
other piece of flesh it could. He kissed Draco’s neck, and slowly up,
kissing up to his ear and then taking the ear in his mouth and biting it. He
was rewarded with a moan from Draco. He then did the same thing to the other
side of the blonde’s neck. Again he was exalted with another satisfying moan
from Draco. Knowing though, that he really couldn’t control himself or stop
himself from fulfilling every dream he dreamt, involving Draco, he pushed up
off him. Draco whimpered from the lost contact. He sat up and found Harry
staring at him, smiling.

“You better have meant that or I’ll kill you” he said merrily.

“Now why would I do such a thing?” Draco smirked leaning forward and
kissing him again.

“Cause maybe you’re Draco Malfoy.” Harry replied, kissing him back and
then stood up. “Its 12:30. Don’t you think you should be getting your beauty
sleep? Not that you need it.”

“I guess…” Draco replied yawning. Harry walked him back to Slytherin tower.
Smiling wickedly he grabbed Draco before he could enter and slammed him
against the wall. Draco winced from being thrown against it so hard but soon
forgot it as the delectable taste of Harry Potter’s lips was once again on
his. Harry pushed him hard up against the wall and Draco wrapped his arms
around Harry’s neck. Harry licked Draco lips and Draco willingly let him in.
Their tongues fought and in the end Harry won. He ran his tongue over every
inch of Draco mouth. His hands doing the same thing. They had started at Draco’s waist and made their way up and down at least four times.
They were currently resting in Draco’s blond locks. After ten minutes of
that and already trying to leave twice and having Draco pull him back, Harry
finally broke from him and made his way back to his room. He wasn’t surprised
to see Hermione and Blaise in there waiting.

“So...” Hermione smiled. “How was it?” Harry ignored her and lay down on his
bed. He had a smile to top all smiles on his face.

“That good huh?” Blaise asked.

“Blaise…” Hermione sighed.

“Its okay Hermione,” Harry assured her. “If you ‘must know’ Blaise all we did was kiss….a lot.”
Really?” Blaise explained. “You’re kidding?”

“Why. Do you know something I don’t?” Hermione questioned.

“No. I just know Draco, and I thought the crush he has on Harry, would have
made him do more and believe me, his crush is definitely more than a simple
crush. You can quote me on that.”

“Well I’m perfectly fine with what we did do” Harry smiled. “Draco’s a
bloody great kisser and has a really great body.” he added.

“To much information Harry.” Blaise shook his head, as if he was trying to
shake away the information. “I really didn’t need to know that about my best
friend”

“Me either.” Hermione smiled. Harry stood up. “Where are you going?”

“I thought I’d go sleep in Sirius’ room” Harry smiled.

“Why?”

“I don’t want you two sneaking around and getting caught, so just sleep
here.”

“But…” It was too late though, Harry was already heading down the hall. He
reached his godfather’s room and checked to make sure both of them where in
the other room in Remus’ bed. They were. “Thank heavens.” Harry muttered. He
climbed into Sirius’s bed and with a smile on his face. The only thing that
was on his mind and that he ever wanted to be on his mind was Draco.

“He kissed me.” he spoke softly. “Draco Malfoy actually kissed me. I think
I’m in love. No wait, I already was.” Harry giggled. “Wonder if he’d go out
with me. I hope he will,” Opting not to continue talking, in fear of waking
his godfather and future godfather, Harry pulled out his old notebook and
start to write. He wrote what seemed to be the longest passage ever before
he felt dreadfully tired and fell asleep. Clutching the notebook, he of
course dreamt of Draco.

A/N: Oh I love this chapter SO MUCH. It’s better than I thought it would
come out. You see I have the whole story up here in my head. I just have to
type it. The cute little kissing seen…Aww. Next chapter will be up as soon
as I can but not if I don’t get at least five review. Then again if I don’t
get five reviews…I might just still update but you’ll never now will you. Oh
and Ron will find out soon…and he’ll of course blow up.