Acceptance | By : Madam_Weasley Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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It’s Friday and I’m nervous. I’ve not felt like this since the Dark Lord lived at my house. However, this feeling comes with a very undignified giddiness as opposed to feelings of dread and fear. Potter said that he knew of a new place in Hogsmead and wanted to take me there. He wanted to TAKE me there. The thought releases the stupid giddiess that results in even more undignified giggle like sound. I’m almost 30 years old and I’m giggling. It’s disgusting.
We’re meeting there since we can both take the floo network from our homes. We are to meet at 7:00. I want to get there early, so I leave at 6:40. I can do some deep breathing to calm myself. I step out of the fireplace and clean myself off. Immediately I hear the woosh as someone else arrives by floo so I step to the side to let them through.
“Malfoy? What are you doing here so early?”
“What are you doing here so early Potter?”
“I wanted to make sure I was on time and calm.”
“It’s good manners to arrive early.” I can’t admit I’m a giddy school boy even though he just did.
“Well then, should we find a seat?” He gestures for me to go ahead of him.
We end up talking all evening. He leads most of the conversations and I am grateful for that. We talk about quidditch, the minister, his job as an auror, people from school that we’ve heard about. We talk about everything but the fact that we are on a date. It’s probably a good thing. I get nervous every time I think about it.
We are still talking when the place closes. We head to the queue for the floo. I’m not sure how to end this or what to expect. This is nerve wracking.
“Um, would you like to come to my place for a drink?” Potter asks and he’s looking at his shoes. It hits me for the first time that he may also be nervous.
“Ahh. Sure.”
“I’m at 12 Grimmauld Place. I’ll meet you there.” He steps into the fire and is gone.
I let three people ahead of me. I’m taking some deep breaths. I haven’t been on a date in three years and I’ve not been on a date with anyone I’ve been this attracted to, ever. How insane that it’s Potter. I get myself together and step into the fireplace.
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I step out into a brightly lit kitchen. A house elf greets me and I’m stunned. Potter has a house elf? This elf looks vaguely familiar.
“Welcome Master Malfoy.” The elf bows low. Master Potter will meet you in the drawing room.”
“Kretcher, for the millionth time, call me Harry.”
“As master wishes.”
He rolls his eyes at me and smiles.
“Kretcher? Do I know that elf?” I ask looking over my shoulder at him and I follow Potter.
“Probably. He came with the house. This was Sirius’ house. I’ve offered to set him free but as he says, ‘He lives to serve the most noble house of Black.’ He’s gone to your house to talk with your mom and aunt during the war. You may have seen him there.”
“I remember that.” We enter a comfortable room that has multiple overstuffed chairs around the fireplace.
“Have a seat. What would you like to drink?”
“Do you have mulled wine?”
“Yep, I do.” He pours our drinks and we sit in front of the fireplace. For the first time the silence between us is comfortable.
“Thank you for dinner.”
“Thank you for coming with me.”
“Thank you for asking me.”
“Ok, we need to stop that.” Potter says with a laugh.
We talk a little about the house and he shows me a tapestry of the Black family tree. It’s weird seeing my name on his wall. He explains the scorch marks that I ask about. After about an hour I decide it’s best if I go home.
“Thank you again for dinner but I should be heading home.”
“Oh, of course.” He walks me back to the fireplace. “Uh. Do you think, maybe you’d want to go out again?”
“Um.” I let out a laugh. There is no point playing or pretending now. “Yes.”
He looks at me and grins. Then he takes a step closer to me. My vision starts to narrow as he stops right in front of me. He’s biting his lip and looking very nervous. I feel like I’ve been hit with a body bind curse. He puts one hand on the back of my neck and leans up to me. He brushes his lips against mine and my stomach flips. It’s soft, gentle, and sweet. He leans back “Good night Draco.” he whispers.
I can say nothing. I just step back into the fireplace, never breaking eye contact and state my destination.
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I get home and I’m still stunned. I sink down onto a chair and think about the fact that Harry Potter just kissed me. The guy I’ve had a crush on for almost a month kissed me. My stomach flips over again. We’re going to see each other again.
I grin like a fool as I head to my bedroom and change. I grin as I slide into bed. I grin as I fall asleep. My dreams that night seem more like a possibility.
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