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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29139 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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"Harry James Potter!" Harry winced as he stepped out of the portal and found himself being wrenched away from Draco and pulled into a smothering hug by Molly Weasley, "How dare you…you scared me half to death! Leaving the house like that with nothing but a note! And then Arthur went to your Aunt's house to make sure you were okay and you were nowhere to be found! I can't believe you lied to me like that!" She loosened her grip only to shake Harry by the shoulders and glare at him.

"I never lied to you Mrs. Weasley," Harry protested as he pried her hands off his shoulders, "I said I was going to make sure my family was safe, and I have never considered the Dursley's to be my family; I was talking about Draco and Narcissa. No matter what you think, Draco and I are engaged and I will be staying in the other realm with him, except for when we are in school." He stepped away and reached back until he felt Draco grab his hand; he also sensed Luna and Neville standing close by and drew strength from their presence. "I'm sorry I made you worry, but he is my family now, and if you can't accept the Malfoy's then you don't accept me."

"Well, I never!" Molly cried, offended, "Harry James-"

"Please stop," Harry interrupted, "I appreciate everything you have done for me, but you aren't my mother and, as of yesterday, I am an adult in the eyes of the ministry; I can take care of myself."

"No you can't," Draco scoffed, "I've heard about everything that has happened to you over the past five years, and you definitely need someone to look out for you; don't worry though-now you have me." He let go of Harry's hand to wrap an arm around the brunette's waist and placed a quick kiss on his forehead before facing Molly Weasley. "Mrs. Weasley, I know our families haven't always been on the best of terms, but I really do love Harry; I apologized to him for everything I've done over the years-"

"No you didn't," Harry interrupted, pulling away slightly so he could look Draco in the eyes, "You never apologized for anything you've done…I can't believe I got engaged to you and you never even said you were sorry." He mock-glared at Draco and the blonde smiled slightly before turning solemn.

"Harry James Potter, I Draco Lucius Malfoy, apologize for all the horrible things I have done to you over the years," Draco began, "You are the love of my life and-"

"Okay, I accept," Harry interrupted, covering Draco's mouth with his hand to stop him before he could say anything embarrassing, "and I'm sorry for the things I've done to you over the years; there-now we've both apologized and we can start over with a clean slate."

"Well, if Harry can forgive you then I suppose I can too," Molly said reluctantly, "but I will be keeping my eyes on you young man!"

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley," Harry smiled, "That really means a lot to me-"

"What about the event at the bank yesterday?" Luna interrupted, "Remember Draco? Harry-"

"We already dealt with that," Harry interrupted, his face turning red as he remembered exactly how they had dealt with it, "So, Draco, clean slate, right?"

"I suppose," Draco agreed, "Shall we seal it with a kiss?" Harry rolled his eyes but leaned forward to give Draco a quick peck on the lips; Draco had other ideas, however, and he tangled his hand in the brunette's hair, tilting his head back for a better angle, and Harry wrapped his arms around his fiancés neck.

"Oh gross! I did not want to see that!" Harry pulled away blushing and looked around Draco to see a red-faced Ron and a smiling Hermione, "Do you have to do that where anyone can see you?"

"Yes, we do," Draco smirked, "That's what people who are engaged do."

"Hey Ron, 'Mione," Harry smiled, "I can't believe I'm actually here!"

"Me neither Mate," Ron grinned, clapping him on the shoulder.

"Yeah, he thought Malfoy was going to keep you locked up in a dungeon or something," Ginny said as she joined the group, "So, Malfoy; I guess we should put our differences aside and try to get along for Harry's sake. I'll forgive you if you forgive me."

"Okay," Draco said, "It's all behind us now; I forgive you and I apologize for everything I've done." He turned to Ron and Hermione, "I apologize to you two as well-especially you, Granger; I never should have called you a Mudblood, but I was just spouting off the things I heard from my father, even though I know that's no excuse; I really do love Harry and I know you're important to him, so I'd like to move on and try to be friends."

"I accept your apology," Hermione smiled, then gave him a stern look, " and call me Hermione. Just don't start acting like that a prat again, and don't you dare hurt Harry or I will curse you so badly…"

"Point taken," Draco said, "Has anyone seen Mother? She said she would be right behind us…"

"She went to make sure your rooms are in order," Molly said, "Which reminds me, Harry dear, there's an extra bed in Ron's cabin for you, and Luna can squeeze in with Hermione and Ginny-"

"Actually Molly, I thought Harry and Draco would share a room," Narcissa said as she returned with their keys, "and I have an extra bed in my room for Luna; I promised Xenophilius that I would keep a close eye on her while we're on the cruise."

"Oh," Molly was taken aback, "I thought that Neville and Draco would share a room, you know, since Harry and Draco are engaged it isn't really proper for them to room together without a chaperone, and Luna would probably feel more comfortable with her friends, don't you think?"

"That's fine Mrs. Weasley," Luna smiled, "I don't mind sharing with Aunt Cissa." She turned to look at her aunt, "Why can't Harry and Draco share a room on the boat like they do at home? Are you afraid the Snargles followed them? If they are being followed by Snargles it would be better for them to be together, because-"

"Don't worry dear," Narcissa interrupted quickly, "Harry is legally an adult, and I give Draco permission, so they can share a cabin if they wish." She looked at Molly, "I understand you are worried about Harry, but the boys are old enough to make their own decisions. Now, I didn't know if you had enough rooms for extra people, so I got an extra cabin for Neville as well."

"Well, if Harry is staying with Draco," she turned pleading eyes on Harry but he merely smiled and leaned against Draco, so she sighed in resignation, "then Neville can stay in Ron's room, if both boys are okay with it."

"That's fine with me," Neville said, "I don't mind if Ron doesn't."

"No problem Mate," Ron said, "Come on and I'll show you where our cabin is; we're on the fifth level."

"Our rooms are on that level as well," Narcissa said, "Draco and Harry will be staying in room 5606 and Luna and I are in 5608. Here are all of your trunks." She reached into her purse and pulled out the shrunken trunks, handing each one to its owner before leading the way to the lift; once they reached the correct level she faced the teens that had come with her; "Once you get to your cabin just open the lock on your trunk and it will re-size itself. I'll unpack for you Luna, that way you can stay with your friends. It's just after nine, so why don't we meet up for lunch? There's a little diner on deck three that serves American Cuisine; it's supposed to be decorated like a 1950's Muggle diner, whatever that means, but the brochure says the food is good. That's for my group, of course; did you already have plans for lunch Molly?"

"No," Molly replied, "We generally let the kids do what they like and meet up for supper, but lunch at the diner does sound fun, so Arthur and I will definitely be there. What were you planning to do this morning?"

"I thought I would go to the spa," Narcissa replied, "Would you like to join me? My pass allows for me to bring a friend, and I don't think Luna would be interested, are you dear?"

"No Auntie," Luna said, "I want to go with Harry and Neville today; the most interesting things always happen around Harry." Harry scowled at Luna and glared at Draco when the Slytherin laughed at him.

"Well, a trip to the spa sounds fun," Molly said, "Let me just go leave a note for Arthur, and then…should I meet you at your room?"

"Yes, that sounds perfect," Narcissa replied, and then turned to Harry and Draco, "Okay, now you boys be good; Neville and Luna, I'm counting on you to keep them out of trouble and I'll see you all at lunch." The teens all said their good-byes and watched as Narcissa and Molly went to their rooms.

"Why don't you show Neville where you guys are staying and then find the twins and meet Draco and me in our room," Harry suggested to Ron, "Then I can tell you all what happened at the same time."

"Okay," Ron agreed, "Come on Neville, we're in room 5217; the odd number cabins are to the left, and the even numbers are to the right. You coming with us Ginny, 'Mione?"

"I'll go get the twins," Ginny said, "They should still be at the pool; when I left them they were hitting on a couple of witches from America."

"Luna and I will go with you," Hermione said, giving Harry a sly look, "that way the lovebirds can have some time alone."

"But the Snargles always attack when they're alone," Luna protested.

"That's a chance we will just have to take," Draco said solemnly, pulling on Harry's hand and moving down the corridor, "I think we should be safe for…oh, say…twenty minutes?"

"Draco!" Harry protested, "We can have plenty of alone time later;" he dug his heels in, forcing Draco to stop and looked at his friends, "Just come by when you find the twins; we have a lot to talk about, and Draco will just have to deal-won't you?"

"Fine," Draco pouted, "but you owe me!" He continued walking down the hallway, pulling Harry along with him, and they soon left the other teens behind.

"This is amazing," Harry said as they entered their cabin, "It's like we have our own little mini-house; there's even a small kitchen!" He looked around in awe, wandering through the different rooms; their cabin consisted of a living/dining room, a kitchenette, a bedroom and a large bathroom with a spa tub.

"Well, we would have time to enjoy it, but you had to go and invite your friends to come visit us," Draco pointed out as he set their trunks down before moving to join Harry, who was standing on their private deck and looking out at the ocean, "Although…" he snuck up behind Harry and wrapped his arms around the brunette's waist, "…we do have a little time to ourselves before they show up, and we can always just tell them to go away." He peppered kisses down Harry's neck to where he had left a love-bite the night before, and realized that the skin was smooth and un-blemished once again. "You got rid of my love-bite!" He turned Harry to face him and glared at the brunette accusingly, "Why?"

"I-I don't know," Harry muttered, flushing with embarrassment, "I just-everyone would have seen it and…I was embarrassed…"

"Are you embarrassed by me?" Draco demanded, scowling. Harry's eyes widened and he put his arms around Draco's neck, locking gazes with the blonde.

"Of course I 'm not embarrassed by you," he protested, "It's just…I don't think everyone needs to know what we get up to when we're alone. Besides, hickeys are just a way of marking your property-"

"So, are you saying you're not mine then?"

"That's not what I'm saying at all," Harry glared at his fiancé, "I'm just saying that we should keep our private life private, which is why I healed the mark you left."

"But I liked seeing my mark on your skin," Draco pouted, "I liked knowing that I am the only one who can mark you like that." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Harry's whispering, "I've wanted you for so long but I knew you could never be mine, so now that you are I like being able to see a reminder." He nipped at Harry's bottom lip and the brunette tilted his head back, encouraging Draco to deepen the kiss; Draco took the invitation, pushing Harry against the railing and slipping his tongue in the younger boy's mouth, engaging him in a fierce battle for dominance that soon left Harry feeling light-headed. When he pulled away to catch his breath Draco kissed his way over to Harry's ear, sucking on his earlobe for a moment before trailing kisses down his neck until he reached Harry's pulse point. Draco placed several feather-light kisses over the rapidly beating pulse.

"D-Draco," Harry moaned softly, clasping his hands tighter around the blonde's neck, "Merlin that-don't; ah!" He let out a soft cry when Draco bit down harshly, sucking to leave a mark before soothing the abused skin with his tongue; Draco pulled back to admire the red mark blossoming on Harry's skin and hummed in satisfaction before leaning in to capture Harry's lips once more. Draco's hands moved up from Harry's waist to slip under his tank top and brush lightly over his skin, making the Gryffindor shiver. His skillful fingers had just reached Harry's nipples when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"It's 'Mione and Ron…and the twins…and…and…" Harry broke off with a moan as Draco's hands continued to roam over his chest, "We should let them in…"

"They can wait," Draco murmured, nibbling on his ear again; a few minutes later the knocking sounded again, louder this time and Harry pushed Draco away, trying to give him a stern look even though his emerald eyes were slightly clouded with lust.

"We'll have time alone later," Harry said, stepping around Draco to enter the cabin, "Come on Dray." He grabbed Draco's hand and pulled the pouting blonde after him as he opened the door to let his friends in.

"Heya Harry," Fred grinned, putting an arm around his shoulders;

"Draco!" George copied his brother, and the twins pulled the two boys further into the room, leaving the other teens to follow behind.

"So sorry"

"To interrupt"

"But we couldn't"

"Wait to see"

"You guys and"

"Find out what"

"You thought"

"Of the presents"

The twins traded off sentences, which Draco found odd but it left Harry smiling-at least until they brought up the presents, causing him to blush.

"They looked very interesting," Draco drawled, "but we haven't actually tried them out yet. Why don't you all sit down?" He gestured towards the living room as he shrugged George's arm off him and simultaneously freed Harry from Fred. He sat down in an arm chair, glaring at the twins and pulling Harry to sit on his lap.

"Aw, they're so cute!" Ginny squealed, "It's like moonlight and shadows-Draco is all silvery with pale skin, which is a perfect contrast to Harry; you look great together!"

"Thank you," Draco preened, smirking at the room and ignoring Harry's blush.

"Oh, but look!" Luna, who was sitting on the couch between Neville and Ginny, pointed at Harry, "Harry's been attacked by a vampire! We need to get him a garlic necklace for protection before it comes back." The room burst into laughter as an embarrassed Harry turned to glare at the blonde whose lap he was sitting in.

"Draco!" He smacked him upside the head, "I did not heal one hickey just so you could give me another one! I thought we already had this discussion!"

"We did," Draco replied calmly as he rubbed the spot Harry had hit, "but I suppose there was still some miscommunication; I thought I made it clear that I wanted to see my mark on you."

"And I thought I made it clear that I didn't want everyone else to be able to see it!" Harry continued glaring at the smirking Slytherin.

"That's easy to fix," Hermione spoke up, "There's a glamour I read about that will hide something from everyone except for the person that casts the glamour; this way Draco can still see the love-bite but no one else will be able to and that way you will both be happy."

"But I want everyone to see it," Draco pouted, "I want everyone to know Harry is taken so they don't try to steal him from me."

"Isn't that what the ring is for Mate?" Ron asked, "Everyone knows that a wizard who is wearing a bonding ring is already spoken for and that to interfere can result in being challenged to a duel."

"What?" Harry cried, "A duel? But-"

"Don't worry," Neville reassured him, "You have the right to challenge someone to a duel over Draco too; we're not like Muggles-both partners are more equal than in a Muggle relationship."

"Yes, because that's what I was worried about," Harry glowered at the room, "I just wanted to make sure I could declare a duel over Draco so that it would all be fair." The room was silent for a moment before Hermione spoke up again.

"So, Draco; do you want me to teach you that glamour?"

"I already know it," Draco scowled, "I just didn't want to use it, but if it will make Harry feel better than I suppose I must." He sighed dramatically as he pulled out his wand, "The things I do for you Lion." He did the glamour and moments later the love-bite was hidden from Harry's friends although the blonde could still see it, and Draco addressed the other teens, "I suppose you all want to know what happened to Harry while he was in the realm?" There were nods and murmurs of assent and Draco pulled out the small globe he had brought with him. "This is a viewing sphere," he explained, "once I activate it, it will let you all see what happed to Harry from the moment he summoned me to get rid of his cousin."

"Pity that didn't work," Ron commented, "but I guess you still won't have to deal with him, so it's okay, although now you're stuck with Malfoy." He frowned at the Slytherin before sighing and turning to Harry, "I have no idea what you see in him Mate."

"I could tell you," Harry grinned, "but then Draco's ego would grow even bigger and the rest of us wouldn't be able to fit in the room. Ow!" He pouted when Draco pinched him; "You accused me of abusing you yesterday, but now you're abusing me!"

"You hit me first," Draco reminded him, "therefore you are still abusing me; and after I was nice enough to agree to a clean slate."

"This is very entertaining," Ginny interjected, "but I want to know what happened to Harry!" There was a chorus of agreement, so Draco activated the viewing sphere and everyone settled in to watch. The teens were mostly quiet as the scenes flew by-the sphere showed condensed versions of everything that happened-except for soft murmurs from Harry and Draco, usually consisting of Harry protesting (Draco, stop it! My friends will see!) and Draco trying to persuade him that no one was watching them (Come on Lion; they're all watching the sphere- no one will notice!).

About two hours later, just before the group was set to meet up with the adults for lunch, the images from the viewing sphere ended, and Hermione gave Harry a bemused look.

"Really Harry? You outsmarted yourself? How did you manage that?" Hermione mock-glared at Harry, causing the brunette to turn red.

"It was Lucius' fault," he pouted, "if he hadn't interfered then I wouldn't have had to resort to accidentally making myself lose the challenge."

"Luna knocking you into the oubliette didn't help much either," Ron pointed out, "I can't believe she conspired with Draco!"

"Actually, I had no idea what Luna was doing," Draco said, "and, if you'll remember, she got in my way occasionally too."

"I had to save Harry from the Cinnadoms," Luna said calmly, "They seem to be attracted to Harry for some reason, although they follow Draco around as well. They both need to eat more cinnamon-the cinnadoms hate that."

"Yes, well…it's almost time for lunch," Neville said, "Does anyone know where this diner is that we're supposed to meet up at?"

"I do," Hermione said, "Ron and I ate there a few days ago; it's really cool, although I suppose Harry is the only one here who would actually understand some of the décor."

"Are you saying the rest of us are stupid?" Fred inquired.

"I'm wounded you think so little of us!" George agreed and Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I don't think you guys are stupid, but it is a 1950's Muggle-style diner," she pointed out, "As Harry and I are the only ones here who have actually lived in the Muggle world, I don't expect the rest of you have had much experience with Muggle things. Come on; you'll see when we get there."

The teens headed down to the activities deck where the diner was and met up with Narcissa, Molly and Arthur outside the diner. When they entered the wizards looked around in wonder. The old fashioned diner had booths shaped like 1950's cars-Harry had to explain to Draco that no, they weren't real-and a counter set up with barstools. The waitresses all wore long flowing skirts-which Hermione explained were called "poodle skirts" and roller skates, the latter of which fascinated Arthur to no end. Each car/booth had a small jukebox on top of the table that was filled with Muggle songs that were popular in America in the 1950's, and the silencing charms allowed each table to listen to the music of their choice.

"Yakety-yak…Tutti-Frutti…Be-Bop-A-Lula…" Draco looked through the songs listed, "Muggle songs have really weird names. What is Rock and Roll?"

"It's a type of music," Hermione replied, "most of the songs listed are Rock and Roll songs; here I'll play a few." She took out a sickle and put it in the coin slot, saying; "This will give us ten songs, so what should we play?"

"Something from Elvis," Harry said, "If we're going to listen to Rock and Roll, we might as well listen to the King." Harry had learned a little bit about American Rock music when one of Dudley's friends-Piers-brought his American cousin Adam to the house. Adam stayed with Piers for a month during the summer holidays and had felt bad when he saw the way Harry was treated, so he gave him a collection of Muggle "Oldies" C.D.'s and a book on old Rock and Roll artists.

"Let's see…" Hermione went through the list of Elvis songs, "There's 'Jailhouse Rock', 'Heartbreak Hotel', 'Hound Dog', 'Don't Be Cruel', 'Teddy Bear', and; hey! 'Devil in Disguise' did not come out in the '50's; it came out in the early 60's!"

"Let's do 'Teddy Bear' and 'Jailhouse Rock'," Harry suggested, "I always liked both of those songs."

"Okay," Hermione agreed, "I also want to play 'Hound Dog' and they have Johnny Cash on here, so we have to do 'I walk the Line'; that makes four songs-any other requests?"

"How about 'Purple People Eater'," George suggested.

"And Yakety-Yak," Fred piped up.

The groups also decided to listen to 'Lollipop', 'Earth Angel', 'Stupid Cupid' and 'Rock and Roll is Here to Stay'. Not long after they selected their music a waitress wearing a white button-up blouse with a blue poodle-skirt with her blonde hair pulled back into a bouncy pony-tail came by to take their order. The pure-bloods were unfamiliar with the Muggle menu items so deferred to Harry and Hermione to order their food; they ordered burgers and fries for everyone, and also ordered a soda and milkshake for each person after verifying their preference of chocolate, vanilla or strawberry.

It was a one-eyed, one-horned Flying Purple People Eater…I said Mr. Purple People Eater don't eat me…He replied in a voice so gruff "I wouldn't eat you 'cause you're so tough"…Mr. Purple People Eater what's your line…Eating Purple People and it sure is fine, but that's not the reason that I came to land-I want to get a job in a rock and roll band!"

"How strange," Draco wrinkled his nose as the song continued to play, "a flying purple people eater? Muggles sure have strange creatures!"

"It's not a real creature," Hermione giggled, "It was made up by the people who wrote this song, and it's supposed to be an alien from another planet."

"They are so real," Luna argued, "you just don't see them here because they only eat purple people and there are no purple people on earth." There was a small silence for a moment and then the next song came on.

Oh baby let me be your teddy bear…put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere…oh let me be your lovin' teddy bear…I don't wanna be a tiger 'cause tigers play too rough…I don't wanna be a lion 'cause lions ain't the kind you love enough…I just wanna be your teddy bear…

"That's so sweet," Ginny said, a mischievous glint in her eye, "Harry, is Draco your teddy bear?"

"I think not!" Draco protested, "I am no one's teddy bear! If anything Harry is my Lion." He smirked at everyone, and Harry leaned over to kiss his cheek.

"Of course he isn't a teddy bear," Harry replied, "He's my Dragon." Harry was pleased to see a faint flush on Draco's cheeks as the blonde glared at him, but forestalled any arguments by pressing his lips to Draco's, leaving the blonde with a self-satisfied smirk when they pulled away. The group continued to talk about the songs as they came on, each person finding one that they really liked.

After lunch the group separated again; the adults decided to go see some sort of show, while the teens all changed into their swimsuits and met up by the pool; Draco made sure to take some of the potion Severus had given him to prevent sunburn, but Harry decided against taking the potion himself. They spent the rest of the day at the pool relaxing so that Draco could get to know Harry's friends. Draco and Ron had a few arguments and almost came to blows at one point, but Harry and Hermione pushed them both in the pool and Draco's argument with Ron was forgotten as they set about getting revenge on their partner's.

When the sun set the teens separated to get ready for dinner and Draco rushed to get into the shower before Harry, so the brunette lay down and dozed off as he waited his turn.

"Aaah!" Harry was awoken by a sharp slap on his back which alerted him to his sunburned skin; "Dray! That hurt; Merlin I feel terrible!" He groaned and buried his face in the pillows, ignoring Draco's low chuckle behind him.

"I told you to take the potion," Draco said, "The sun is a lot harsher here than it is back in England." Harry felt the bed move as Draco sat next to him and then sighed in relief when he felt cold water dripping onto his skin from Draco's hair. "I'll go get a topical potion to soothe the burn; you just wait here."

"Mmm nrt ghing enware," Harry mumbled into the pillow.

"I didn't quite catch that," Draco drawled, amused, and Harry lifted his head for a moment to reply; "I said: I'm not going anywhere. Moving causes too much pain." Draco chuckled again and then dropped a quick kiss on the back of Harry's neck before leaving in search of an after-sun potion.

Draco returned a few minutes later with two different bottles; one was full of a sparkling blue potion while the other had some sort of green salve. Draco set the blue potion down on the nightstand and opened the salve.

"Here; this should help," he sat on the bed next to Harry and began rubbing the salve into the brunette's skin, causing the Gryffindor to hiss in pain.

"I thought this was supposed to make it hurt less!" he protested, "It's actually burning more now!"

"It takes a few moments to work," Draco replied, "Stop squirming and lie still!" He pressed a hand into the small of Harry's back and the other boy whimpered slightly at the touch but stopped moving, so Draco resumed massaging the salve into his skin. The Slytherin began at Harry's shoulder's and slowly worked his way down the other boy's muscled back, easing tense muscles as the salve began to work.

"Oh, that feels so much better," Harry sighed blissfully as he raised his head from the pillow; he turned his head to the side so he could relax and enjoy his fiancés ministrations. "Hey!" He glared over his shoulder at Draco, who was beginning to lower Harry's swimming trunks, "My bum is not sunburned Dray; you're not allowed to take advantage of this-especially since my chest is still burning."

"Spoil all my fun then," Draco pouted but moved further down to start rubbing the salve onto the back of Harry's thighs.

A few minutes later he was finished with Harry's back and had the brunette roll over so he could apply the salve to the front of his body, this time working his way upwards from Harry's legs. When Draco got to the edge of Harry's swimming trunks the brunette opened one eye to give him a warning glare, but Draco just smirked and straddled his waist as he continued on to his stomach. He was just starting to massage the salve onto Harry's chest when there was a knock on their door.

"Come in!" Draco called and the door opened to reveal Hermione and Ron.

"Hey guys," Hermione greeted them, "we were worried when you didn't show up for dinner but-oh!" Her face turned red when she caught sight of Draco straddling Harry's waist and rubbing the salve onto his chest; she turned away from them and covered her eyes as she began making her way blindly to the door, "Sorry! We didn't mean to interrupt! Why did you tell us to come in?"

"Relax 'Mione," Harry laughed, "Draco was just rubbing some salve on my sunburn, that's all."

"Only because he won't let me do anything more," Draco muttered as he continued to rub the salve in, "Don't worry though, Hermione-I'm almost done, then Harry just needs to wait another ten minutes before taking a shower."

"I thought you two might have killed each other or something," Ron said, "Mum made us come check on you; it's going to take her a while to realize that you guys are really engaged. She should know better though-those bonding rings show that the engagement is real; maybe you should use your viewing sphere to show her the Promise Ceremony."

"I don't understand," Hermione interrupted the conversation, frowning as she turned around, "Why didn't you just give him the Sun Relief Potion? I see you have a bottle of it by the bed, and it works immediately."

"Wait, you brought back a potion that would work immediately and used this salve instead?" Harry demanded, "Why?"

"Because the potion would have stopped the pain, but you would have remained red for a few days," Draco replied, "With this salve it takes a little longer for the pain relief to kick in, but you skip the whole peeling phase and just get to keep your nice tan. Plus, this way I get to run my hands all over your body…" Draco ran his hands slowly down Harry's chest to illustrate his point and grunted when the brunette pushed him off the bed.

"Stop trying to grope me in front of my friends," Harry glared before turning his attention to his friends, "I think I actually just want to eat in here tonight; the sunburn doesn't hurt anymore, but I just don't feel like seeing a bunch of people."

"I understand Mate," Ron nodded, "I remember the summer before we started at Hogwarts I refused to take the sunblock potion and got a serious sunburn; Mum gave me some aloe lotion to ease the stinging a bit but she made me wait for two days before she would let me take the Sun Relief Potion."

"I should have done that," Draco said regretfully, sitting next to Harry on the bed again, "But I think Harry here has learned his lesson about not using the potion, haven't you L-Harry?"

"I'm not a child Draco," Harry scowled, "I've never been on a boat before; this is what we call a learning experience, so yes, now I know better than to stay by the pool all day without any sun block."

"Well I could have told you that much," Hermione said, exasperated as she turned to the door, "Ron and I had better get back and tell the others you guys are okay; are you just going to stay in here for the rest of the night?"

"Yes, I think so," Draco replied, "If you want we can all meet up for breakfast tomorrow-"

"No way," Harry interrupted, "Hermione gets up waaaay too early; why don't we set an actual time to meet up, like….nine tomorrow morning?"

"You mean she gets up earlier than nine?" Draco demanded, "During the holidays?"

"I get up at six every morning," Hermione replied, turning back to face the boys, "I like to get an early start, even if I am the only one awake; I can't get Ginny to get up that early for anything! However, if you insist on meeting later in the day, why don't we just meet at lunch? We can meet at the diner again and that way everyone can do what they want in the mornings; if you want to meet up earlier you can use this." She handed Draco and Harry each a black disk slightly bigger than a galleon. "The twins invented this and gave one to everybody; all you have to do is say who you are looking for and the locator will guide you to them-the only restriction is that they have to have a disk as well."

"Very useful," Draco nodded his approval, "Those two are actually very clever, I never realized it before."

"That reminds me, I still need to speak to them," Harry said, "but I suppose I should wait until the Equinox, since Sirius will be in control of all my accounts again when we bring him back."

"That sounds really exciting," Hermione said, "I wish I could be there, but since it's during school you two will just have to describe it all to me. I wonder how the exchange will happen; maybe-"

"Alright 'Mione; I think it's time for us to go," Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her to the door, "We'll see you two tomorrow." Harry and Draco called out good-night as the couple left and the boys were alone once again.

"Why don't you go take a shower and I'll order us some dinner," Draco suggested and Harry nodded his agreement.

"Okay," he agreed, climbing off the bed, "but no invading my shower this time; I should only be in there for a few minutes."

"You just spoil all my fun today!" Draco complained, but he had a smile on his face as he kissed Harry on the forehead, "Fine, I won't harass you in the shower tonight; now go on." He gave Harry a slap on the bum and Harry shook his head bemusedly as he headed for the shower.

By the time Harry finished his shower the food had arrived so they sat down to eat a quiet meal together-unfortunately it ended in a food fight when Harry accidentally knocked his wine glass over on Draco. When they finally called a truce both boys were exhausted and covered in a mixture of treacle tart, chocolate sauce and candy sprinkles.

"I can't believe you did this to me," Draco pouted as they made their way to the bathroom, "Now I need another shower!"

"You started it," Harry grinned, "I didn't mean to spill my wine on you, so you had no reason to throw the pudding at me-that's why I get the shower first!" He pushed Draco out of the way and ran to the bathroom, but Draco was right behind him and prevented him from slamming the door.

"I don't think so Lion," Draco said, pushing Harry further into the bathroom until the brunette's back was against the wall, "I demand you take a shower with me and wash my hair; it's only fair, since you're the one who poured the chocolate syrup over my head. Hmm, you have bit of pudding…right…there." Draco leaned down and licked the corner of Harry's mouth and the Gryffindor tangled a hand in his platinum locks, pressing their lips together in a fierce kiss.

"I suppose I can wash your hair," he pulled away, smiling as he reached into the shower to turn the water on, "but only if you return the favor." Draco lifted an eyebrow and smirked.

"But of course," he replied, vanishing their clothes with a wash of wandless magic and pulling his fiancé into the shower stall, "I'll wash anything you want me to." Harry's reply was lost as Draco captured his lips once again, and the boys stepped into the warm spray of water.

Once the boys finished their shower they climbed into bed, Harry's head resting on Draco's chest as it had the night before, and they both fell asleep within moments.
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