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All\'s Fair In Love And War	By : jameschick Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Valentines Night

There are times in your life when everything just seems to fall into place.
Today was one of those times.
I woke up feeling calmer than I had ever felt in my life. It was as if I knew, on some subconscious level, that everything I had planned, everything I had been so violently sick over, was going to be okay.
If I wasn't so jaded about Divination, I'd have thought it was an omen.
Today was going to be a good day.
A great day.
The most wonderful day of my life.
I went to breakfast with a skip in my step and a song in my heart.
Not that I was planning on staying, I just wanted to make sure Hedwig delivered my gift properly. I had to see the smile that I knew would grace Draco's lips. I had to see his eyes light up as he realized I hadn't forgotten what today is. I had to see if he understood the implications of the invitation he held in his hands.
Then I fled.
Everything was planned out in advance and so I had to make sure Draco couldn't corner me before hand and demand explanations. I know I wouldn't be strong enough to resist if he had.
So I went to the kitchens where the house elves were only too happy to feed me, then back up to Gryffindor tower to wait. I had hours before I needed to get ready and so I occupied myself with little scenarios of how things might go.
In one scene, Draco would enter the room, he would see the table, the flowers, the candles floating over head and he would walk towards me; slowly reaching out his hand. I would take it in my own and he would pull me into his arms and kiss me. It would be the most wonderful kiss, soft, slow, loving. He would draw back and look into my eyes and I would smile at him. "I love you, Draco," I would say and his smile would light up the room. "I love you too, Harry," he'd whisper and then his lips would be on my own again and everything was perfect.
In another, he would come into the room and look around at everything with a questioning look on his face. I would invite him to sit and he would accept. We'd eat dinner, making idol chatter about this and that. Nothing serious. Then the music would grow louder and I would ask him to dance. He would smile and accept the invitation, sweeping me into his arms he would lead me in a waltz - like I'd practised with Hermione - and everything would be perfect. "Draco," I'd whisper as I looked him in the eye, "I planned this night for a reason. I wanted to tell you something and if I don't tell you now, I think it might just kill me. I love you, Draco." He would kiss me then, it would be full of passion and we would get swept up in it so much that we wouldn't even notice that the bed had appeared until we were sprawled across it's surface, his body covering my own.
In yet another version of my fantasy, he would enter the room and take one look at his surroundings, see the table, the flowers, me in my tuxedo, and instantly know why he was there. "Harry," he would say, "Oh, Merlin, Harry. I love you too." I would smile at him and he would come toward me. I'd meet him half way and we'd fall into each other's arms. "Gods, Draco," I'd whisper between heated kisses. "I love you, I love you so damn much." And he'd kiss me harder, his hand fisting into my hair and tilting my head back so he could make the kiss deeper. I'd clutch at him desperately and he'd reach out with his other hand and sweep the table clean before bending me backwards onto it. His mouth would ravish my neck as his clever fingers did away with my suit jacket and shirt. His tongue would trail a path of fire down my torso before dipping into my navel. I would writhe beneath him, begging him to never stop touching me.
Out of the three, that one had me rushing off to take another shower.
A cold one.
But what really happened, was so much better than anything I could have ever imagined.
I'll tell you how it went.
The door opened and he was there. I told him to close the door, to come inside. He did. I came to him and took his hand, he smiled at me in an adorably confused way. I smiled back and led him to the table. I held out his chair for him, and then took my seat across from him.
The food appeared and we ate in silence, his eyes asked questions that were answered by my own. When the food was gone, and the wine was finished he stood and held his hand out to me. When I took it, he pulled me into his arms and we danced as the volume of the music increased to a better level.
"I'm ashamed to tell you that I thought you had been avoiding me," he whispered as we moved around the floor.
"I'm so sorry," I said as I looked him in the eye. "I just wanted this night to be perfect. I needed all the help I could get."
He laughed at me then and shook his head. "You needn't change for me, Harry. I love you just the way you are," he told me with conviction and it was all I could do to keep from collapsing in his arms.
"I love you too," I said with as much conviction as I could muster. "It's why I did all of this," I waved a hand around at the room casually, "I wanted everything to be perfect when I told you."
"Just telling me makes it perfect, Harry. I never thought you would feel the same way for me as I do for you."
We didn't talk much after that. The music played on as we stood still in the middle of the room, arms wrapped tightly around one another, mouths fused together. It was the best kiss of my life, and I never wanted it to stop.
The bed did make an appearance.
It was put to good use too.
He led me to it slowly, undressing me along the way. I shivered in the cool air as I watched him disrobe. His pale, firm body revealed to me layer by layer until there was nothing between us but the space of a few footsteps. Draco covered them quickly, coming into my arms and kissing me with such longing and almost desperation that it made my head swim.
He told me how much he wanted me, and how beautiful I was. I told him that I loved him, and that I was his.
He worshipped me with his hands, his lips, his teeth and tongue. I was mindless with need under his assault. When he finally slid himself inside me I wept from the pleasure of it all.
I knew in that moment that Draco and I were meant to be.
That he is the one.
And as I look at him, sleeping peacefully beside me, I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I want to fall asleep in his arms every night and wake up with him beside me every morning. I want to walk with him in the sunlight, and dance with him in the moonlight. I want to share my dreams and my fears with him, I want to know all of his. I want a future. I want the future that we could have together.
I will have it.
I will fight for it.
I will kill for it.
I will not let Voldemort take that away from me.
The war will come, but I don't fear it any more. For the first time in my life I know; I am ready.
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