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So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
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Disclaimer: The "boys" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.

Summary: Interesting things can happen when you're away from everyone and everything you know.

Chapter 35 - Going Home

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After port-keying into Dumbledore�s office and scraping Harry up from the floor, again, the boys settled themselves in twin leather high-back chairs in front of the cluttered desk.

"I see you received my gift," the all-knowing wizard said as he spied the water globe in Harry�s care.

"Yes sir, although I can�t figure out how you knew about this," Harry said as he set the item on the desk, but only after moving some other � things � aside.

The cunning wizard smiled. "Sometimes, our paths are better seen without the interference of our own short-sightedness."

At the boys confused looks, the Headmaster continued. "My original insight was that the two of you would finally put aside your differences and discover for yourself that you could be friends, once certain influences were removed from the equation. What happened afterwards was strictly between the two of you."

"And your magical powers clued you in to the fact that I had plans to look for a place of my own beside the ocean. Am I correct?" he asked and received a nod in return. "Tell me, once we leave Hogwarts, are you going to be keeping tabs on us?" he asked with a grin.

"Oh Harry, a good Headmaster knows their former students whereabouts at all times," he said with a smile. "But do not worry yourselves. I will not drop by without giving you ample warning that I�m coming. Say, ten minutes or so?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.

"Remind me to keep our connection to the Floo Network closed unless we�re going somewhere," Harry told Draco with a wink.

"How about not connecting to it at all?" Draco asked with a smirk.

Harry turned to Draco. "Somehow I don�t think that would keep him from dropping by, would it?" he asked as he turned back to the elder wizard who smiled enigmatically.

"Shall we get down to business?" he asked. "Tell me of the changes that Hamilton has incorporated into their curriculum and how they would benefit Hogwarts if they were to be implemented in the upcoming years," Dumbledore said as he leaned back in his chair.

Draco reached into a pocket of his cargo-style trousers, pulled out a sheet of parchment and handed it across the cluttered desk to their Headmaster.

"Here�s a list I�ve compiled of the changes, as well as suggestions of how they would be best incorporated into the system here at Hogwarts," the blonde said before taking his seat again.

"I didn�t know you did this," Harry said quietly as Dumbledore went over Draco�s notes.

"I couldn�t sleep last night," he said with a shrug. "It gave me something to do."

Harry leaned over to Draco�s chair. "Tired of watching me sleep already?" he whispered. Both wizards missed their Headmaster�s smile that was hidden behind the parchment he was reading.

"Never, love. That�s one thing I�ll never tire of," he whispered back.

"So, have any more secrets you�re hiding from me?"

Draco grinned. "I�ll never tell."

Dumbledore looked up from his reading. "Well done, Draco. I think we may be able to incorporate a few of these changes with relative ease. Some, though, might take a bit more time. But we have to start somewhere, isn�t that correct?" he asked.

"Yes sir. And I, for one, am glad I had the opportunity to participate in the program. It was a new experience and one that taught me several lessons," the Slytherin stated.

"Speaking of lessons, school lessons, that is, I wanted to inform you that Hermione Granger has been named as the top student of this year�s class. I know that over your school career you and she have battled to receive the highest marks possible," the graying wizard said.

"We did, but once my father�s over-bearing influence was gone, I realized that I didn�t have to be the best at everything. I concentrated on the things that I enjoyed, like Potions and Quidditch, and the rest of my studies became secondary."

The Headmaster nodded. "And while we�re speaking of graduation, all seventh-year students will have new formal robes for the ceremony tomorrow. Unfortunately, those of you who were abroad missed the fittings, so the robes have been spelled to magically alter themselves when you put them on. You�ll find them in your wardrobes once you return to your rooms."

A knock on the Headmaster�s door alerted him of his latest guest�s arrival. After receiving the invitation to enter, Hermione and Ron walked into the room, Hermione with a smile on her face followed by a much more subdued Ron.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted as she rushed forward. "I�m so glad you�re back!" she said as he stood and braced himself for the impact that was sure to come. A few seconds later he found himself with an armful of his best friend, a smile on his face as well.

"Mione! Merlin I�ve missed you!" he exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around her, his eyes drifting towards one-third of their missing trio. Ron was standing a few feet from them, his hands shoved into the front pockets of his jeans, his eyes cast downward. He wondered how Hermione managed to get him here.

The witch pulled away and turned to Draco. "And welcome back to you too," she said with a nod and a wink that Harry completely missed as his focus was still on Ron. Draco relaxed a bit and knew that while things wouldn�t be perfect, progress had been made since his last visit here.

"Thank you," he said with a tilt of his head.

"You�re welcome," she said quietly as she turned to watch Harry and Ron standing there, saying nothing. At least Ron was now looking at Harry, and at Draco.

The blonde felt his gaze and he moved closer to Harry, his hand resting securely at the small of his back, wanting the other Gryffindor to see that he wasn�t going anywhere. Harry�s body relaxed when he felt his lover�s touch and knew he could get through whatever Ron was about to do or say, because Draco was there by his side.

"Weasley, nice to see you again," Draco offered.

"Um, yeah. Same to you, Malfoy," he stammered as he ran a frustrated hand through his red hair. "And, yeah, well, you too Harry," he said with a frustrated sigh. "Look, I know that things were left pretty bad at Christmas, and I know that I�m to blame for it," he admitted as he looked at the couple. "I�m not going to say that I totally accept it, because let�s face it, you two are the most unlikely couple to ever have become involved, but because Harry is, well, was my best friend, I�m willing to give it a shot," he offered. "I�m not making any promises, but I�ll try."

Harry�s heart thundered in his chest at Ron�s words. While he hadn�t completely given them his blessing, it was better than nothing.

Blue eyes searched green. "I�m sorry, Harry. About blowing up at you and then walking off. I should have stayed and maybe we could have talked things through. But I didn�t, and because of that, I�ve lost my best friend."

"No, you haven�t, Ron," Harry said as he moved towards the other wizard. "I just needed to hear you say that you�re okay with us being together. We�ll work out the rest as we go along."

"So, you�re not mad at me anymore?" Ron asked.

Ron had the answer to his question as Harry hugged his once-again best friend.

"No, Ron, I�m not mad. I�m just glad I�ve got my best friend back. You don�t know how many times I wanted to write and explain things to you, but I was afraid that the letters would come back and I couldn�t have dealt with that."

Ron peered over Harry�s shoulder at Draco and realized that the Slytherin was telling the truth after all. It was a shock, to say the least. Maybe Harry really did know what he was doing when he and Malfoy became involved. In hindsight he knew he should have trusted his friend�s judgment, but because it was Malfoy, of all people, he immediately jumped to the conclusion that he had a hidden agenda where Harry was concerned.

They felt another pair of arms wrap around their backs and looked up to find Hermione with tears in her eyes. They immediately pulled her into their embrace and held each other for a few moments, savoring the feel of them being together as one unit again.

Draco quietly walked to one of the windows and looked out over the school grounds, letting the trio have their time together, knowing this was what Harry truly needed to be complete. He had his two best friends back in his life and a lover who would do anything within his power to keep him happy. Even if that meant stepping into the lion�s den, so to speak, as he did a few months ago to make a certain stubborn red-headed Gryffindor accept the fact that while Draco was in Harry�s life, there was also room for his friends as well. The blonde�s musings were cut short when he felt a warm body behind him, a familiar pair of arms encircling his waist.

"You okay?" Harry quietly asked as he watched his fellow students outside on the front lawn of the school.

Draco nodded. "Couldn�t be better. How about you? Get things all settled with Weasley?"

"Seems that way, at least for now. Although I think the real test will be when the four of us are together, like tonight when we go into Hogsmeade, if you want us to be together, that is," Harry rushed.

Draco turned around and leaned against the windowsill. "Weren�t you the one who said they would shout it from the highest point of the school that you and I were together? I could have sworn that was you," the blonde teased.

"And weren�t you the one who said you would snog me silly in the middle of the Great Hall at dinner tonight?" Harry countered.

"So which will it be? Want to come out to the entire school or just to those seventh-years who aren�t too pissed to notice that there is more to us than just friendship?" Draco asked.

"I�d say we�d be safer with the second option. We can always say later that they were seeing things," Harry teased.

"So we�re friends until we go into Hogsmeade tonight. After everyone has had a few drinks, then I can come and claim my boyfriend," Draco said as he reached up and ran a finger from Harry�s temple down his cheek to stop at the lips he had the urge to taste. Never one to resist THAT particular urge, he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to Harry�s lips. "Until tonight," he said as he took Harry�s hand in his and led him back to where the others were standing with Dumbledore.

"I would suggest you both check in with your heads-of-house to let them know you are back and to see if there are any last minute details you need to take care of before the ceremony tomorrow morning," the Headmaster stated. "If there is nothing else, then I shall see you all at dinner tonight."

After a quick visit with both Professors Snape and McGonagall, the four made their way to the Great Hall for lunch. The cavernous room fell silent when the students noticed Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy enter together, talking and carrying on as if they had been best friends for years. Ron and Hermione left the two in the doorway and went to take their places at the Gryffindor table.

"Wow Draco, you really know how to make an entrance," Harry teased as he noticed the silence that blanketed the room.

"You�re just now figuring that out?" the blonde asked. "After spending years of watching me, I would have thought you knew that by now."

Harry leaned close to Draco. "Oh believe me, I know that as well as a few more things about you now. But I don�t think our classmates want to hear about those particular details," Harry said quietly.

"Let�s keep it that way, shall we?" Draco queried. "Want to shock them even more by sitting together?"

"Don�t push it, Draco. I�m not looking forward to being the object of an accidental stray curse from your housemates just yet. You go sit with your group and I�ll sit with mine for now. How about we meet up after lunch and take a tour of the place and see what changes they made, maybe find a quiet place for two?" Harry asked with a grin.

"Wipe that grin off your face, Potter, or people will know what you�re up to," Draco said with his own grin.

"Scared Malfoy?" Harry said a bit louder as he walked towards his table.

Draco fairly shouted his answer. "You wish!"

And with that, the boys joined their respective tables as conversations were continued and the noise level of the Great Hall slowly increased. Of course, the first question out of everyone�s mouths was why the two of them were being friendly towards each other. Harry�s brief explanation to everyone was that Draco, yes, his name was Draco, and not Malfoy now, had changed during the course of the year and if anyone had a problem with Harry being friends with him then that was their loss. Ron and Hermione backed their best friend when inquisitive eyes landed on them, which effectively kept the comments to a minimum. The conversation moved on from there to the differences between the schools and how they got along with the Americans.

At the Slytherin table, Draco had told everyone the same thing where Harry was concerned. Harry, not Potter, and he had become friends and if anyone had a problem they should just deal with it because that�s the way things were now.

But Draco didn�t stop there. "If anyone, and I mean ANYONE of you takes it upon yourself to throw a bit of mischief Harry�s way, you�ll not only have him to deal with, but me as well," he said as his cold silver gaze landed on the ones he knew would try. They had less than twenty-four hours left here at school and he hoped that neither he nor Harry ended up in the infirmary during their last hours at Hogwarts.

Although, Draco mused, the infirmary has beds there, beds that he and Harry could put to good use. But then there was the little matter of Madam Pomfrey walking in and interrupting. Merlin! How did he ever survive at this school before? He was so used to he and Harry having their own space, their own room with their own BED at Hamilton and now he was second-guessing his decision to come back at all. Draco�s silver gaze landed on the object of his desire and he shifted in his seat, trying to accommodate his waking erection.

As if sensing Draco�s thoughts, Harry looked up from his lunch to find his lover staring at him with a look that spoke volumes. He saw the quick tilt of the blonde head to the right and Harry grinned.

"If you�ll excuse me, I think I�m going exploring," Harry said as he rose from his seat.

"Want us to come with, Harry? We can show you.." Ron started but quickly halted mid-sentence when he saw Malfoy pushing the door open and stepping out into the hallway. "Yeah, um, okay. Guess not."

"We�ll meet up with you guys later, if that�s okay? We�re just anxious to see the changes around here," Harry said.

"Fine with us, Harry," Hermione said with a grin. "We�ll be out by the lake when you�re finished � exploring."

"Thanks Mione. Later guys," he said as he left the Great Hall in search of his other half.

Looking first to the left and then the right, Draco was nowhere to be found. And then Harry remembered the locator spell he had placed on Draco�s Ouroboros bracelet. After a few quiet words, Harry sensed the direction that Draco had taken. A few minutes later he pushed the door open to one of the new classrooms to find the blonde sitting on a desk, legs swaying to and fro.

"I wondered if your locator spell would work inside the castle," Draco said as he watched Harry approach. "Didn�t know if the wards would interfere with it or not."

Harry shook his head. "Guess not. I found you, didn�t I?" he asked as he moved closer to the blonde. When he was a few feet away, Draco�s long legs wrapped around Harry�s and pulled him even closer. He saw the need in Draco�s eyes and smiled. "What�s got you all worked up?" he asked as he trailed a finger down the high cheekbone.

"I was telling my housemates that if anyone tried to hurt you because we�re friends now that they�d have me to deal with. But then I got to thinking that if you did get hurt, then you�d have to go to the infirmary for a little while," the Slytherin said with a grin.

"So you WANT me to get hurt? I�m not following you, Draco," Harry said, even though he knew exactly where this was going.

"Try to stay with me here, Potter. The infirmary has beds, beds that we could USE. See where I�m going with this now?" the blonde smirked.

Harry laughed. "Ohhh, is that all? You�re just looking for a place to shag? Not really worried about my well-being then?"

Draco slid his hands around Harry�s waist and pressed their bodies together. "Do you know how easy we had it at Hamilton? When we wanted privacy, we went to our room. No questions asked. But here? I still haven�t figured out how we did it before."

"Blaise was your roommate, Draco. Didn�t you use your room?"

"Oh yeah. I guess we did. But I don�t really think we can just waltz into either one of our dorms and kick everyone out just yet," the blonde stated.

Harry�s eyes darkened. "Do you need something, love?"

"Don�t I always?"

"You�re a needy little bugger, you know that?" Harry asked as he traced the full lips with his index finger.

"Lock the door, Harry," Draco whispered.

Harry waved his hand towards the door and put a locking spell on it. "Think you can keep your voice down or do I need to put up the silencing ward too?"

"If you don�t want everyone to find out about us before tonight I suggest you put that one up too," the blonde said with a smile.

Another swish of his hand and the ward was set and then Harry turned his attention back to his lover.

"Now, what can I do to help my Slytherin in need?" he asked as his hands moved to the button of Draco�s trousers.

"Anything, just hurry," he said as he lay back on the desk, letting Harry deal with his clothes. Draco moaned quietly as the cool air hit his heated flesh.

"How bad do you need this, Draco?" Harry asked as he teased his lover�s cock with light touches.

"Won�t take much, I can assure you," Draco�s lust-tinged voice said.

And it didn�t. Harry made sure of that. He drove the blonde to the edge with everything he knew his boyfriend enjoyed - all the little twists of his wrist as he sucked on the engorged head, the gentle caresses to his sacs, a teasing finger circling his puckered entrance. It was only when the Gryffindor slid two fingers inside that Draco let himself go and came violently down Harry�s throat. Harry�s arousal was aching for release and once Draco was coherent again, Harry quickly dropped his own trousers and sighed when Draco�s lips wrapped around his hardness. A few minutes later it was Harry�s turn to cry out into the empty classroom as he spilled down his lover�s throat.

After sneaking from the classroom, they put their �just friends� masks on and enjoyed the afternoon wandering around the school, taking in all the changes they had missed while they were away. There was a few times, however, that they found themselves in an empty hallway and dared to get in a snog or two, or three, before a fellow student came along and interrupted them.

Their luck ran out as they were investigating one of the new Potions classrooms near the dungeons. They should have known better, but they couldn�t resist. Draco, knowing every inch of the dungeons, had pulled Harry into an unused alcove and proceeded to snog his partner silly. Harry�s back was to the wall and Draco was pressed intimately against him, their earlier activity only emphasizing their need for more.

"Misters Malfoy and Potter," came the cold voice from the darkened hallway. "Fancy meeting you here."

Draco reluctantly released Harry�s lips and turned his head slightly to the left to find his head of house staring back at them with beady eyes.

"We were.." Draco started only to be cut off mid-sentence.

"Yes, I can see what you were � doing. Might I suggest that you take your � activities � elsewhere?"

Draco nodded. "Yes sir," he said as he took Harry�s hand and started to leave.

"Dare I ask if we�ll be forced to endure these little displays over the next twenty-four hours?" the elder wizard asked.

"No sir," Draco said as he turned back to his head of house. "Well, at least not until the party tonight," he said with a grin. "Will you be attending?"

"Surely you jest!" Snape exclaimed. "I would not step foot in that establishment tonight if my life depended on it. The entire class of seventh-years drinking, dancing, and Merlin only knows what else? Absolutely not."

Draco smiled. "Good. Just wanted to make sure we wouldn�t be offending you with our little performance later then."

"Trust me, Mr. Malfoy. I�ve seen one too many of your little performances, thank you very much. I wanted the Headmaster to cast an Obliviate spell on me so I could forget what I happened upon but he would not grant my request," he said a bit dismayed.

"I�m sure he had a reason for doing that, Professor," Draco said. "Now, if you�ll excuse us, we�re off to meet up with Weasley and Granger."

The Professor shook his head. The world was coming to an end, he was sure of it.

* * * * *

During the evening meal, the Headmaster made the official announcement regarding the pre-graduation party to be held in honor of the outgoing seventh-years, even though everyone already knew about it. Madam Rosmerta had transformed the basement of The Three Broomsticks into a club-type setting and the party would last from eight until midnight; because of that, their curfew had been extended to one o�clock. The Headmaster informed the seventh-years that if anyone was caught outside their dormitories after that time, their parchments could be withheld the following day, not that he expected anything like that to happen, he had said with a knowing smile.

Draco was sitting alone in the Slytherin common room, waiting for everyone so they could go down to the Great Hall together, when he saw Blaise coming down the hallway.

"Well, this is a first," he said as he took a seat across from Draco. "What happened? Your roommates in America wouldn�t let you spend hours in front of the mirror?"

Draco�s mind veered slightly off-track for a moment as the thought of Harry and himself in front of a certain mirror floated through his mind. He quickly reeled that image in and tucked it away. Now was not the time for indulging in memories of extracurricular activities.

"Things change, which is why I wanted to talk to you before everyone else came down," Draco said as he looked across the low table at the one person besides Harry who had meant something to him. But that was before .. before he realized who Draco really was and exactly what it took to be in a relationship, besides sex. "Look, I know that things ended badly between us last year and I just want to say that I�m sorry I treated you the way I did."

Blaise was shocked. "Do you realize you just apologized for something?"

Draco nodded. "Yes, quite shocking, isn�t it?"

"To say the least. So tell me, what brought on this momentous change in attitude? Fall for a hot young American and decided to change your ways for him?" he teased.

"Fall for someone? Yes. A hot young American? The answer to that question would be no," Draco said. "More like a fellow Brit."

"A fellow Brit? The only Brits that went to America were you and .. Oh tell me you didn�t bag Potter?" Blaise asked with a grin.

"I�m not one to bag and tell," Draco teased.

"Oh Merlin, Draco. That means we�ve both slept with Potter!" he crowed.

"SHHH! Keep your voice down, Blaise!" Draco said as he looked around, hoping that nobody was within hearing distance. "We don�t want everyone to know about us just yet. We wanted to tell a few certain people first before it became public knowledge," he stated.

"A few certain people, as in.." Blaise waited for Draco to finish the sentence.

"You�re the only one I�ve told. Harry told Weasley and Granger over the winter break," Draco said as he leaned back against the black leather couch.

"And exactly how did THAT go?" Blaise asked as he moved to the couch with Draco.

"How do you think it went? We�re talking about Weasley here. Not the most open-minded person when it comes to me."

"But I saw the four of you together today. He seemed fine with it."

"Yeah, NOW he is, but in the beginning he wasn�t. He walked away from Harry after he told them. I hated seeing him upset because his best friend deserted him, so I made a little trip over here during the Easter break. Needless to say after that meeting, Weasley understood perfectly how I felt about Harry and what his rash actions were doing to his so-called best friend. They patched things up when we came back this morning and they�re fine now."

"Wow. You and Potter. That just blows my mind," Blaise said as he propped his feet up on the low table.

"Yours? Imagine how I felt when I first realized I felt something for him? It was not a pretty sight."

"What did you do?" Blaise asked, knowing his friend had done something drastic.

"I had some random guy give me a blowjob in a club one night hoping that it would get Harry out of my head. Needless to say my plan backfired and it only entrenched the blasted Gryffindor in my mind even more."

Blaise whistled. "This is messed up, Draco. You leave here mortal enemies and come back as a couple. No wonder you guys want to take it one step at a time. The two of you walking into the Great Hall at lunch as �friends� was one thing, but this? Man, you two really know how to do it up right," he admitted.

"Yeah, well, we�re not really coming out to everyone just yet. I wanted to tell you before it got out. I felt that I owed you that much after the bastard I was to you last year," the blonde admitted.

"You broke my heart, you know," Blaise quietly admitted. "Even after using Potter as a means to get back at you, I still cared about you."

"I cared about you too, Blaise. Probably more than I showed. I just wish I would have been brave enough to do what you wanted," Draco admitted.

"It�s in the past, Draco. We survived and lived to see another day," Blaise said as he reached over and touched Draco�s bracelet. "Gift from Harry?" he asked, earning a nod as a reply. "What spells did he include?"

"A protection and locator spell," he said with a grin.

"A locator spell? Why would he do that?"

"So he wouldn�t waste time looking for me when he suddenly found himself in need of a shag," he teased. "And before you ask, yes it works. We tried it out after lunch today."

"Nice to know that some things never change. Still a slut, aren�t you Malfoy?" he teased.

"Only for Harry, Blaise. Only for Harry," he said quietly. "So we�re good?" he asked and received a brief kiss on the cheek for an answer.

"We always were, Draco. THAT was never our problem," he said before he slowly rose from the couch. "So when are you going to make your big announcement?"

"At the party tonight," the blonde answered as he also stood.

"And just how do you plan on breaking the news to everyone?" he asked, wondering what his friend had up his sleeve.

"Trust me when I say there�ll be no doubt in anyone�s minds what�s happened between us over the past year," he said with a smile as they stood together, waiting in the archway for their fellow classmates.

"So you�re happy with him?" his friend asked.

"More than I ever thought possible," Draco answered honestly.

"That�s good, Draco. I�m glad you�ve found someone, even if it�s Potter," Blaise said with a grin. "I guess it�s a good thing then that his � skills � more than make up for the fact that he�s a prat most of the time."

"You noticed that, did you?" Draco teased.

"How could I not? Merlin, Draco, besides you, he was.."

Draco�s hand in the air stopped him. "That�s my boyfriend you�re going on about so I�d suggest that whatever happened between the two of you stays that way, just as what we did stays between us. The only thing he knows is that I cared deeply for you and ended up running away from those feelings."

Blaise nodded. "Deal."

"IF YOU DON�T GET DOWN HERE NOW WE�RE LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!" Draco yelled to his classmates who were still upstairs.

"Impatient?" Blaise asked with a knowing grin.

"Malfoy�s are never impatient, Blaise," he threw at his friend.

"No, but Draco is when it comes to certain things," he said with a wink as their classmates rushed down stairs at hearing their leader�s voice.

* * * * *

After a quick shower, Harry opened his trunk and pulled out a pair of his black leather trousers, a sheer black shirt and his black Doc Martens.

"Where in Merlin�s name did you get that shirt?" Ron asked as they were dressing. Seamus, Neville and Dean had already come and gone, leaving the two of them alone.

"At a shop in Fairfield," he answered as he was buttoning up the shirt. "Why? Wanted me to get one for you?"

"Merlin no! Hermione would kill me if I wore something like that," his best friend exclaimed.

"You sure about that? When Draco and I were in America, the girls couldn�t keep their hands off of us when we dressed like this."

"Was that before or after?" he asked.

Harry grinned. "Before. Once everyone saw us together, they stayed away," he said as he leaned down to tie one of his shoes. "Hey Ron, can I ask you something?"

Ron sat down on the bed beside him. "Sure."

"Well, are you and Mione staying here tonight?"

"Whyyy?" he asked.

"Because I want Draco to spend the night with me. We�ve sort of been living together since Christmas and I�m not really looking forward to spending the night alone. Draco had to leave over the Easter break on some business and wasn�t sure how long he was going to be gone. Lucky for me he wasn't gone that long, so I didn�t have to find out how it felt to sleep alone," he said before lifting his eyes to his friend's. "If you�re uncomfortable with the idea of us being together like that then we�ll try to find somewhere else."

Ron put a hand on Harry�s shoulder. "It�s your bed, mate. Invite whomever you want into it. But tell Malfoy to not make any noises. I don�t want to hear him .. moaning or anything like that," he said with a violent shudder.

Harry fell back onto the bed with laughter. "No worries there, Ron. We learned early on that a silencing spell for us was just as important as a contraceptive spell for you guys. Never in a million years would I have ever thought Draco was a screamer. Moans, yes, but screaming?"

Ron quickly covered his ears. "ACK Harry! No more! Please! I don�t wanna hear it! LALALALALALALA!" he said loudly.

After another round of laughter, Harry finally reached up and pried Ron�s hands away from his head. "Sorry, mate. Just couldn�t resist," Harry said with a smile. Merlin, it felt good to laugh with Ron again.

They were still laughing when they met Hermione in the common room a few minutes later.

"I have to say it�s nice to see you two laughing again," Hermione said as she linked her arms through those of her best friend and boyfriend. "What�s brought this on?" she asked as they left through the portrait hole and made their way down to the Great Hall where their fellow seventh-years had gathered so they could go into Hogsmeade as a group.

Instead of standing with the others, he pulled them aside. "I told Ron that Draco was a screamer and he freaked. Covered his ears and started singing or something," he said as he started laughing again.

"It�s not funny, mate," Ron said with a grin as he tried to not laugh again. "I�ve said it before and I�ll say it again .. I don�t want to know what you two get up to. The less I know the better."

"Ignorance is bliss, right?" Harry asked.

"Bloody right," his best friend answered.

"You look hot, Harry," the witch said as she looked her best friend over from head to toe. "America really did agree with you," she said as she ran a hand over his bicep. "Or could it be something else?" she teased.

That �something else� and his classmates had just entered the Great Hall and as expected, all eyes were on them. Harry�s mouth watered at the sight of his lover front and center. Dressed in forest green leather trousers and a silver sheer shirt styled much like Harry�s, Draco looked every inch the Sex God of Slytherin. The young man was sex personified and he was all Harry�s. Everyone could look his or her fill but the raven-haired Gryffindor was the only one who was allowed to touch. And touch he would. Later.

"Harry, please stop looking at him like that," Hermione said as she nudged her friend in the side. "Do you want everyone to find out about you two right now?"

Silver eyes scanned the room and stopped when he found the ones he was searching for. Lust-filled emerald orbs stared back at him and the Slytherin knew that he was in for it, which was what he wanted. He had purposely dressed this way for Harry, knowing full well how this particular outfit affected him. The blonde had worn it to Club Hush one night and Harry had to control the urge to pummel everyone that approached Draco that night, men and women both. When they had returned to Hamilton later that night, Harry had taken him against the wall of their bedroom as punishment for teasing not only him, but also countless others that night. Draco was hoping for a repeat of that punishment.

Draco played the cool and aloof Slytherin leader, mingling with his fellow classmates and even speaking to a few others outside of his house, stopping only when he reached his intended destination. By this time, Harry was vibrating with need, anger, and probably every other emotion known to both mankind and wizardkind alike.

"Wow, Draco. That�s quite an outfit you have there," Hermione stammered as she took in the vision before her. If nothing else, Harry had good taste, she thought to herself because Draco Malfoy was absolutely gorgeous. Of course, she�d never admit that to her boyfriend if she wanted to keep the peace in their relationship, but she wasn�t blind either.

"Thank you, Granger. You clean up quite nicely as well," Draco said as he noted the burgundy and black ribbon lace cami-style top and black hip-hugger jeans. "Weasley," he said by way of a greeting, not really knowing exactly what he should say to his lover�s best friend who still hated him. He guessed that would have to do for now.

And then his eyes landed on his Gryffindor. "Harry."

"Draco," came the cool reply although their eyes spoke volumes if anyone cared to look for it. They knew this was a dangerous game they were playing, but one that would be over in the next few hours.

"Shall we attend our pre-graduation bash?" the blonde asked.

"I�m all for that," Harry answered as he and Draco led their fellow seventh-years out of the castle and down the path to Hogsmeade and The Three Broomsticks.

TBC

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