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The Wooing Of Draco Malfoy	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-6
Draco's birthday
Ten days have elapsed since Draco's heat, ten days since Draco broke down and opened to Harry, ten days since they had a proper conversation. It's not that Harry has not tried to talk to him. He has tried to persuade Draco to open to him and Draco neglected him completely. He could not forgive Harry. He did not want to risk getting hurt again.
They had worked out a routine. They would wake up and have breakfast. Draco would retire to his Apothecary and Harry would retire to the library. Draco would prepare their breakfast and he was ready to prepare lunch and dinner too but Harry had refused. Most of the lunches and dinners were made by Harry. The man cooked Draco's favourite dishes and they were simply delicious. Draco would come up for lunch and then retreat again.
Harry would try to talk to him, asking Draco about work and customers and Draco would reply in yes and no. In the evening, Draco would return and dinner was always ready, except for the days Draco asked Harry not to cook any dinner. Harry would call Hermione over and once or twice he had called Ron too and he told Draco all about the visit. Draco would listen to everything Harry said. He heard each and every word, though he acted as if he didn't care.
Harry would ask about Draco's friends and Draco would say he had none, that he lost them years ago because Harry turned out to be his mate and Blaise and Pansy abhorred Harry. Harry would quieten at this and stare at Draco's face for a few minutes and then say that he was sorry and that Draco should forgive his friends if they were apologising and Draco would deny. Harry would insist and Draco would throw a retort that Harry had not forgiven Weasley yet and Harry would grow silent. Harry ate only a little when he himself prepared the meals. He ate properly when Draco did, though. Draco wondered why.
Harry was a very patient man. He was handling Draco's madness patiently. Sometimes when Draco was in a bad mood, he would deny eating anything Harry prepared and Harry would just agree and remove everything from the table. Draco would then make a specific wish and Harry would prepare it without any further questions. The man never made Draco feel that Draco was behaving unreasonably. Ginevra was prohibited from entering their house.
One day when Draco had been feeling very envious, he had investigated Harry's wardrobe and had burnt everything that had been gifted by Ginevra to him. Harry had told him about the gifts so Draco recognised them. He had removed the woman's photos from every picture that belonged to Harry. Harry had been in the library and had just stood there stunned on the door on returning.
Draco was sitting on the floor in the midst of burnt clothes and cards and torn photographs. For a moment, Draco was terrified of Harry's anger. The man's reaction had astounded Draco.
"What are you doing Draco?" Harry had asked softly.
"I- I burnt everything that belonged to your lovely ex-wife. All the things gifted by her, clothes and cards. I removed her from all the photographs also." Draco had spoken in a sharp tone.
Harry had looked around the room and ignored everything. He just concentrated on Draco "All right."
"All right. Are you not going to shout at me? I destroyed half of your things." Draco had asked the man.
"You are the most important person in my life now Draco. Everything else is unimportant. If you want these things gone, then so be it." and with a wave of his hand, the room had cleared out. The torn cards and the burnt cloth was gone and many more articles of clothing had came flying out of Harry's wardrobe and burned in front of Draco.
"I belong to you and will always belong to you. If you don't want me to speak to Ginny or even look at her, then I won't." Harry had said, after sitting on the floor in front of him with crossed legs. "I love you, even if you don't believe me yet."
Draco had wanted to take Harry in his arms but something had stopped him again.
Another day, Draco had thrown a fight because Harry never prepared anything sweet and Harry had prepared Treacle Tart especially for him.
Harry was a perfect gentleman and Draco's madness knew no bounds. He had asked Harry just yesterday "Why do you put up with my madness? You could just move on."
"I love you." Draco had heard the words and stored them in his heart but had pretended as if he had not heard.
"What did you say?"
"I love you."
"Come again."
"I love you. I love you. I love you."
Draco had closed his eyes and left for his apothecary after that.
Harry adjusted with him too.
Sometimes, Draco would make the most unreasonable demands. For example, just day before yesterday, Draco had ordered Harry "I want you to floo Ginevra and tell her that you hate her in front of me. I want you to tell her that you love me and belong to me."
"Dr-"
"I know that you will find this unreasonable and unjust but I want you to tell her that you belong to me, that you are mine, that you were never hers."
"Wh-"
"I know that you will refuse-"
Harry had placed his finger on his lip and whispered "When should I call her."
Draco stared at the man, stunned speechless "Right now."
It was 2 A.M. at night and Draco had woken Harry up but Harry had agreed and he had called the woman and told her what Draco wanted in very clear terms.
Ginevra had looked hurt but it had not stopped Harry. At the end of Harry's speech, the woman had worn a very understanding expression and had nodded and smiled at Draco before closing the floo.
Draco had been so relieved that he just sunk on the ground. Harry had helped him to his room and kissed him goodnight. Draco had ignored Harry even though the man deserved a goodnight kiss in return.
The routine had continued for ten days except for rare bouts of Draco's madness.
Today, Harry was behaving strangely, though. He had been conversing with Granger via floo again and again since morning. Draco had an off today and was thus sitting in the living room.
"What's the matter, Potter?" Draco asked him curiously. Draco had no issues with Granger. He knew that the woman was completely smitten with Weasley.
Harry was standing at the door and something was kept behind him. Something huge.
The green eyed man was nervous and he cleared his throat before speaking "I have brought something for you."
"For me." Draco's eyebrows rose.
"Yes." Harry nodded. "A gift. Happy birthday."
Draco had forgotten about his birthday. It was still early so no one had wished him.
He was so stunned that Harry remembered it. He turned and picked the wrapped package and brought it for Draco.
"Open it." Harry said anxiously.
Draco looked at the wrapped package. This was the first thing ever gifted to him by his mate. He stared at the wrapping and continued staring for a few more moments.
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The expression on Draco's face made the effort he had made worth it. He had acquired special permission from Shacklebolt to let him visit the cauldron Manufacturer in Russia with Aurors when Draco had been in his apothecary. The cauldron was made on special demand by the manufacturer and was extremely costly. He had paid and had requested Hermione to take the delivery and thank the manufacturer too.
It was made of pure gold and some potions could be brewed in this cauldron only. These potions were not available now due to the price of the cauldron. Draco had wanted it. He had heard him telling this to Severus.
Draco stood up and unwrapped the package.
The cauldron was huge and Draco just stared at it. He stared and stared and stared.
"When did you purchase it?"
"I ordered it three days ago. The manufacturer took a day to manufacture it and Hermione delivered it just now. I had gone with the aurors. It is made of-"
"Pure gold. I know. Th- Thank you. I- Thank you for such a beautiful gift." The look on Draco's face was worth the effort but what happened next was completely unexpected.
Draco walked towards him and bent down to kiss Harry on his lips chastely and then retreated with the cauldron in his lab. Harry just sat there on the couch in shock. The shock wore off slowly and he touched his lips. He would never forget what Draco's lips had just tasted like.
His fingers were still on his lips when Draco returned and retreated in the kitchen to make the breakfast.
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The man was in bliss when Draco returned from his lab. He had spent his sweet time in looking at the cauldron he had tried to find and had failed. It was so nice of Harry to gift him. Draco had not even expected the man to remember his birthday, let alone gifthim and that too when Draco had behaved so madly.
Draco served the breakfast and Harry sat down across him but did not start eating.
"I am sorry."
"Why?" Draco asked in confusion.
"Had I not been on house arrest, we would have spent the day out."
Draco stared in surprise.
"It's okay."
"It's not okay. It's your birthday."
"It's really okay. I don't like celebrating my birthday."
"We can celebrate among the two of us. I will prepare cake for you."
Draco blinked several times. He had wanted to celebrate with Harry fourteen years ago and it was something he had often dreamt about in his teens.
"It's not nece-"
"We will watch a movie. I know a nice one. Titanic. It's a wonderful movie." Harry said excitedly.
Draco suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to hug Harry, to take the man in his arms and nibble at his ear. He felt his prick harden at the prospect and it was a shock because Draco really never indulged in such fantasies.
"Then I will make something special for Lunch and we can order dinner from Le Mariche, my treat. We will invite Severus and Lucius for dinner, that is if you want to."
Harry's shirt's two buttons were not done and his chest was visible. Draco wanted to press Harry to the wall and undress the man and lick his delectable chest.
"Are you fine Draco. Your face is red."
"Yes, I am fine. Fine." Draco replied breathily.
"So, what do you say?" Harry started his breakfast
"As you wish, Harry."
"This is delicious. You are such a nice cook. I want to kiss each of your fingers for making such a delicious Apple pancake."
Draco's cheeks coloured and he started his breakfast. Harry's smile did not go unnoticed by him. He could live with this Harry who appreciated him and celebrated his birthday and tolerated his madness. He could get used to this.
TBC
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