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Crossing Lines	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ron took the seat beside Harry and passed a folded slip of paper across the table. Harry took it without trying to hide, not likely Binns would notice anyway, and skimmed it quickly.

I thought I could handle leaving today without seeing you again, but I was wrong. I guess that can happen to even the best of us. I'll be waiting behind the Owlery at 6 pm. Please come to see me? Even if it's just for a few minutes.

First he smiled, then his jaw dropped when he realized what Ron passing him a note from Draco meant. He leaned over and whispered as quietly as could, more to keep the other students from hearing than worry that he'd get a detention.

"Why do you have this?"

"I don't, mate, you have it. It's in your hand, right?" Smart-arsed git.

"Ok, so why did you have it?"

"Dunno, guess I'm a delivery boy now," At Harry's exasperated sigh Ron went on, "Ran into him in the loo, might've mentioned that I was in the loop and he asked me to give it to you."

Harry was looking for cuts and bruises, or maybe evidence of a hex, when Ron chuckled.

"We didn't fight, if that's what you're thinking. Just had us a little talk is all. Cleared up a few things. We're still not going to run around the castle holding hands and belting love songs, but I think there may be hope for a permanent truce, if it comes to that," Ron smiled and turned back to his parchment. Harry gulped.

He'd told Draco he wouldn't tell anyone, and now Draco knew that Ron knew. It could be a huge disaster. How was he going to explain that? He was certain Draco hadn't written that letter in the bathroom, so he hadn't yet known of Harry's betrayal. However, he had still given the letter to Ron, so he couldn't be that mad, right?

Yeah, unless he was right now figuring out the best way to break-up with the Boy With a Loose Tongue. He thought on that for a full ten minutes. Then, for the rest of the class, he thought on why he'd used the term 'break-up' even in his own head. They weren't together they were just… friends.

Ha, friends who were sneaking around to see each other. Friends who held each other. Friends who snogged. Friends who rutted. Ok, so friends, but not just friends. They were so much more, but still figuring out how to talk to each other, how to be around each other, even.

He spent his next class trying to decide just what they were. He was no closer to the answer by the end of the day when he entered his common room. So, he'd just have to go see Draco, maybe the other boy would be able to shed some light on it for him.

It was a little before five o'clock, so he had plenty of time, but thought maybe he'd go for a walk before showing up at the Owlery. He needed to clear his head and work out the best way to get the answers he wanted. Draco had hinted at a future together. He'd told Harry in no uncertain terms that he found him attractive.

So, Draco wanted him physically, maybe even long term. They might one day have a real relationship, monogamous and committed, which didn't sound bad to Harry. But, what were they right now? Was Draco seeing other people? Should Harry do the same? He didn't want to, but he didn't want to be the only one hoping for more sooner rather than later either.

It was a little ironic that before he'd left Draco last time, it was Draco wanting to know what they were to each other and Harry hadn't had the answer. Now Harry wanted to know what they were. Well, Draco had said he'd give Harry whatever he wanted. Harry guessed he'd better let Draco know exactly what that was. The problem was, he still wasn't sure as he made his way down the winding path to his… whatever Draco was.

The moment he laid eyes on the gorgeous blonde waiting just for him, he knew the answer. He wanted Draco to always be waiting just for him, he wanted the boy to be his indefinitely, in every capacity.

"Harry," The smile that lit up the face of his Slytherin was stunning. The arms that came around him to hold him close felt like home. The lips that warmed his cheek were heaven. His arms were around Draco's neck and there wasn't room to get a piece of parchment between them.

"Gods, I've missed you, Harry. I don't know how I'll survive two days away," Draco's voice cracked and it broke Harry's heart just a little.

"Come on, Draco. It's not like we would see each other even if you stayed. We won't have our study session for a few more days," He didn't want to be talking the other boy into leaving, but he knew there was no way around it, and Draco needed encouragement.

"Yeah, about that, I'm not sure once a week is going to continue to be enough for me. I know it's what we agreed on, but it's just not enough," Draco was still holding him, but his back was now against the outside wall of the Owlery. What was it with them and walls? Not that Harry minded, he loved the feel of being pinned by Draco, and he wasn't scared to admit it anymore.

"It isn't for me either. Since Ron knows… Oh, shit, you're not mad about that are you? I didn't tell him, I swear. He figured it out on his own, and it's nice to have someone know. It's nice to not feel like I'm hiding everything from everyone. I promise no one else will find out though, Merlin, please don't be mad at me." In his confusion over what was going on between them, he'd forgotten that Draco might be angry with him.

Draco's arms moved from his waist to rest on either side of his head, but their bodies were still so close someone might mistake it for a sticking charm. He just smiled and leaned down to place a sweet kiss on the tip of Harry's nose.

"I'm not upset with you. It's not your fault that he sometimes does use his brain. Besides, I've been thinking on it and it might make things easier for us. We'll have someone to pass notes, like today. You'll also have someone to help cover for you. Then, if we get to a point that we want to let everyone in on our little secret, there will, hopefully, already be someone on our side, or at the very least accepting."

"Thank goodness, I was sure you'd be cross about it. But yeah, you're right, that makes a lot of sense. He is too, Draco. He's already accepted this and is willing to play nice for me. I'm so glad you two didn't kill each other today," He kissed Draco's chin, just because he wanted to, and Draco almost purred.

"The thought did cross my mind, but I was able to desist. So, you can write me while I'm at the Manor, if you want. There are just a few rules, if you decide you want to, and they are very important, but believe me it has nothing to do with you, and everything to do with my father," Draco was biting his lip, he was edgy, and Harry wondered why.

"I was hoping I'd be able to contact you, so what are the rules?" He'd do whatever Draco asked, it sounded like he might get the other boy in trouble if he didn't.

"Don't send your owl, a school owl will not only be less suspicious, but able to get through the wards easier. Don't send anything before half past eight at night. My parents usually slip off to bed around that time and your correspondence will be less likely to be intercepted. I'll be close enough we could get a few owls to each other a night. Lastly and most important, please, please don't mention who you are, or that you are a boy. I'm not ashamed of you or myself, but it is my father's house. Of course, he has nothing against being gay, but I'm to marry and produce an heir and he would not be accepting of me even considering another path," The whole time Harry had been nodding his head, agreeing with each rule. He even nodded to signify that he understood the last one and what was expected of Draco, but his blood ran cold.

"You… you are going to get married? Have kids?" He sounded like an idiot, but he'd been caught off guard. Here he was thinking they might actually have some kind of future, but if Draco planned on following his father's path, then there was no future for them. He felt tears start to well in his eyes when he started thinking about how Draco had said they might one day tell the world, how they only needed to keep it secret for a while. If his heart broke a little a moment ago, it was positively shattering now. Why did this hurt so much? Just a while ago he'd been considering the possibility that they were only friends.

"Harry, shhh, don't cry. What's got you so upset?" Draco pulled off the mittens he was wearing to stroke the tears off Harry's face, "I didn't say I was going to, I said it is expected of me. I don't intend on telling Dear Old Dad anything until I know I'm out of there for good. If even then, hell, he may just have to read about it in the Social Section of the Daily Prophet. It would serve him right."

"So you're not-" Draco cut him off.

"No, absolutely not. While I've had a couple, um, trysts, with girls, boys just interest me so much more. Or, I should say, one boy interests me," Draco held Harry's gaze and ran his still bare pointer finger over Harry's bottom lip before nipping it playfully.

"Can I take that to mean you aren't seeing anyone… else?" He was a little unsure of implying that they were seeing each other like that, but weren't they? Given their current position, either of them would be hard-pressed to deny it.

"Why would I? I don't want anyone else. Wait, are you seeing someone else? If… If you are, it's ok, it just means I'll have to work harder to make sure it's me you want. I'm willing to fight for this, Harry," There was so much fire in Draco's last statement that Harry shivered.

"No, no one else. I'm starting to think there's not really anyone else I'm interested in either. So, this is… What is this exactly? I know we talked about it a little last time, but I've had time to think, and I'm sure now that I want to see where this goes. I know I don't want to date anyone else, if you don't either, then I guess we're going steady?" Draco's smile earlier didn't hold a candle to the one he had now. He was unquestionably beautiful in his joy.

"Harry James Potter, would you do me the great honor of being my boyfriend?" Draco had stepped back and was holding Harry's right hand with his right and had his left tucked behind his back. His head was bowed slightly, but Harry could still see his sparkling eyes, which looked more gray than blue in the natural light. Harry felt his heart trying to beat out of his chest, and his hands were starting to sweat, thankfully, Draco didn't seem bothered by it.

"Yes," He was lucky to get the word out around the huge lump in his throat and was a little embarrassed by the croak he heard at the end.

Draco laughed happily and once again embraced Harry, this time however, he brought their lips together in a sweet and slow kiss. Last time there had been a lot of tongue and Harry had enjoyed it immensely, this time there was almost none, but it was even more perfect. Draco started to pull away, but swooped in for one last peck before pulling away altogether.

"So, I'm thinking we continue the study sessions during the week, we both need it, but I think we should start arranging to see each other without the damning task of revising between us. No matter how great this all seems right now, we've got our work ahead of us. I don't need to tell you how different we are, but I think we can make it work for us rather than against us. I'm hoping we will be the ultimate proof that opposites really do attract. What do you think, my brave little lion? Think we can do this? Even with the world against us?"

"I know I want to try," Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He'd been worried that Draco would try to overlook their past differences, but it seemed he'd been wrong. It would do them no good to try to forget what they'd been to each other, they needed to work on changing that, not disregard it entirely.

"Good, but now, I want to go even less. Harry, this is going to be my last trip home. Big things are happening, have been for a while, and I don't want to be a part of it. Or, at least not the part that father will want of me. I know I'm just making the wheels in your head turn even more, and I really do want to talk to you about it, but I just want to be able to actually give you useful information when I do rather than heresy and hunches. Anyway, I'm saying that once I get back, I won't care if you want to tell the whole school. I mean, it will be easier for us to get used to things without everybody interfering, but I have to admit that I do want everyone to know that you are mine, just as I'm yours. So, I'll be happy either way, you just think on it while I'm gone, ok?"

"Ok. So, nothing before eight thirty, school owl, and I'm some little who's girl head over heals… that cover it?"

"Why Harry, head over heals already? But I haven't even wooed you yet," The wink Draco gave him made him blush, but he liked it nonetheless.

"Maybe not yet, but there's potential for sure," He winked back and stole one more kiss before letting go and turning to walk away.

"Miss me, Harry."

"I already do, be safe."

Harry didn't let himself look back until he'd reached the bottom of the hill, and when he did, Draco was nowhere in sight.
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