Give me love like never before

'Cause lately I've been craving more - Ed Sheeran; Give me love

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To say that I was nervous was a huge understatement. I had not eaten anything that day because of my nerves. My perfectionism was starting to bother me again. Even though I had support of the two most lovely ladies I still was not sure how to feel about it. They told me at least a hundredth times that everything would be alright and that Harry would absolutely love it, yet I still was not sure if he would.

'Do you think that he will like the food?' I asked insecurely while putting the cake in the oven. 'I grantee you that he will,' the curly blond-haired women assumed me. We had been preparing some food to eat during something that appealed to be our first, real date this entire afternoon. From freshly made cheese sticks to chocolate cake, from a dragon cut out of a watermelon to alcohol free champagne, we had arranged it all. Well, actually Cecilia had arranged it for me, I would pay her back as soon as I possibly could. During Harry's therapy session with Dr. Dolan Lucia and I had tried to decorate our room as decent as possible. We found out that this was harder then we originally had thought, since we did not have a lot of space and we did not want anyone to be suspicious.

'Alright, so everything is either baked or still baking, am I right?' I asked the nurse who had been an angel to me the entire afternoon. She had not been able to stop talking about how cute it would be if Harry would agree to be my boyfriend. 'Yes, everything is settled. That means you have thirty minutes to get dressed and prepared for your evening, which hopefully will be absolutely wonderful,' Cecilia said, causing me to unknot my apron and carefully place it on the counter. 'Would you please keep a close look on that chocolate cake while I take a quick shower? I do not want to smell bad.'

But I would anyway since the shampoo and soap we were given smelled like the cheapest soap that you could by in a store. I just did not want him to smell that I had been sweating this entire afternoon, partly because I was nervous and partly because it got hot in the kitchen pretty easily.

'Yeah, go ahead and take a shower, I will keep a close look on everything and I will let Lucia know that she keeps an eye on your lover,' she promised me, causing me to blush as soon as she described the raven-haired boy as my lover. I still was not used to it and was not sure if I ever would get used to it. I nodded towards her and left the room to take a quick shower, one that I was not able to enjoy since my nerves were killing me. Then I quickly put on some fresh clothes that Lucia had chosen for me since I was not allowed to see our room until the moment supreme, as she liked to call it.

By the time everything was settled and the boy with the green eyes' therapy had ended I was beyond nervous. With my back pressed against the wall I waited for him to walk to our room.

'I placed the basket with food in the middle, you must be able to find it really quickly,' the older woman told me, causing me to smile at her before pulling her into a thankful hug. 'Thank you, so much,' I thanked them, both of them, knowing that words could never describe just how thankful I really was. After given Lucia a hug as well I watched them quickly walking away, leaving me alone with my nerves to wait for the raven-haired boy. After a few minutes (which felt like hours) I spotted him walking towards me. He looked a little concerned, but when his eyes saw me the frown between his eyebrows quickly disappeared and made room for a smile on his lips.

'How sweet of you to wait for me,' he said before kissing my cheek softly and quickly. This small gesture was still able to cause an electric shock to pull through my body. 'Where do I owe this pleasure to?'

'I just wanted to surprise you,' I told him, 'and that is why I have another, much bigger surprise for you.'

'Really?' he said and by the tone in his voice I could hear him getting more exited. 'Wait, you are not going to tell me that you are leaving, right?'

'No,' I quickly said, and as soon as he heard my words a relieved sign escaped his lips. 'Than what is it?' the boy with the round glassed asked a little impatient. 'Just come with me,' I said, offering him my long and slim hand that he gladly accepted. 'And I will show you.'

The Boy Who Had Lived followed me without questioning my intensions. However, when we reached our room I saw how a thinking wrinkle appeared in his beautiful, flawless face. 'You did not push another hole in our wall, right?' he asked me with suspicion in his voice. This only caused me to laugh softly. 'Just open the door,' I told him. 'Then you will find out.'

By the look in his eyes I could tell that we were both nervous. We both did not know what to see at the other side of the wooden door. Of course, I had given Lucia clear instructions. At that point I just hoped she had followed them. His smaller hand slowly opened the door, which creaked underneath its own weight. Our room that was on the other side of the door completely surprised the both of us.

It was dark since Lucia had covered the window, causing the light to only get its light from the stars that were stuck to the ceiling. The floor was covered with pillows, blankets and the picknick basket. There were candles burning everywhere, spreading a sweet vanilla scent.

Harry who, was still standing next to me, seemed to have lost his ability to speak. His big green eyes looked around the room which seemed to have come out of a romantic, 90's movie. For me it was hard to accept that this was real as well, but the way everything was lying, hanging and standing was exactly the way I had imagined it.

'I thought that, you know, since we cannot really have a proper first date that I could try to make it as romantic as possible,' I said, feeling insecure since the raven-haired boy had not said a single thing to me so far. I was frightened that he might feel like I wanted to push him into something he was not ready for. Or maybe he just did not want to go on a date with me. Nerves seemed to have taken over my body completely for the third time that day. 'I am so sorry if you do not like it,' I apologized immediately.

'I do not like it,' he started, something that seemed to remove the earth from beneath my feat. 'I absolutely love it! How on earth did you arrange all of this? How do you even get this stuff? Because I am sure that you did not have stars in you suitcase when you came here.'

'Have you been snooping around in my suitcase?' I asked him, causing the both of us to laugh softly. 'No, you are are right. I might have had some help from my two favourite ladies in here.'

'Lucia and Dr. Dolan?' the raven-haired boy asked me with raised eyebrows. 'No! Of course not, I meant Lucia and Cecilia, and before you start rumbling about how bad it is that she knows about it; I have taken care of it. She promised me not to tell anyone and her help was really helpful since there is also some homemade food in that picknick basket.'

The boy with the sparkly green eyes kissed me on my cheek and hugged me closely. 'I do not deserve someone like you in my life,' he whispered, kissing my cheek again. 'Thank you, Draco. Thank you for putting so much effort into this just so we can have a nice real date.'

'Well do not say that yet,' I said, causing him to look confused. 'The food might taste horrible and maybe you do not want to have anything to do with me after that.'

We both laughed and lied down on the pile of blankets. The food tasted actually great, something that surprised me. Of course I did not tell Harry about that, he did not have to know. Our night was filled with a lot of laughter and a lot of talking. I felt so incredibly happy and lucky to have someone like Harry in my life. He made me laugh, he made me smile and he seemed to make me glow. I wanted him to be my boyfriend more then anything.

'Harry,' I slowly started, feeling how my nerves came up again. We were lying with our backs pressed against the blankets and our eyes focused on the stars on the ceiling. 'I wanted to ask you something,' I said, while I slowly sat up so that I could see his face properly.

'You can ask me anything,' the boy with the beautiful green eyes tried to make me feel calm after he had seem to notice how nervous I was.

'Before I even dare to ask you anything you must know that I am extremely happy that we have been reunited in here again,' I started, feeling how my hand palms got sweaty again. 'I want you to know how much I care about you. Seeing you first thing in the morning is one of the reasons that I actually wish to wake up in the morning. Because of you I smile a lot more, I laugh a lot more and I feel more relaxed. But that is not the only thing you do to me. Being with you makes me feel so incredibly wanted and loved. After you had given me a second chance in life I realised that there still are good people on this earth. Being with you makes me feel like I can fly, like I can face the entire world. I am so grateful for that, I am so grateful for having met you again and for the fact that you are willing to love me as well. You have put our past aside and allow me to prove myself for you, for which I will not be able to thank you enough. No matter what I do. I know that it might be soon and if it is too soon please let me know. But it feels so right with you, it feels like i have finally met my soulmate, the missing piece of my puzzle that fits my puzzle piece perfectly.'

The boy with the glasses looked at me with so much love and acceptation at that point that I was not as nervous anymore as I thought I would be.

'That is why I want to ask you something,' I started, grabbing his hands and looking him into his sparkly green eyes. 'Would you do me the honor and become my boyfriend?'

For a moment a silence fell in the room. For a moment I was truly afraid that he did not want to be my boyfriend. My heart started to beat faster and faster as nerves crept in my body. I did not want him to reject me, I truly did not want that at all. But I did not want him to agree to something he was not ready for.

'Draco,' he started softly as a tear escaped his eye, one that I carefully and gently wiped away with my thumb. 'I would not want anything else more then to be your boyfriend.'

After that we connected our lips again. Even our third kiss felt breathtakingly amazing. His soft lips, his taste, his soft and warm tongue against mine. Everything about the raven-haired boy made me fall in love with him even more. He made me feel things I had never felt before. He drove me crazy on the best possible way. I wanted nothing more than to be with him, to protect him and to never let him go.

I had never thought to find love in this clinic as well. But Harry Potter had proved to me that maybe, just maybe there really was a thing called true love. And maybe he was my true love. Maybe I was his.

'Gosh,' I whispered after our lips had separated for a moment. 'I think I love you, Harry Potter.'

A smirk appeared on his lips, and before reconnection our lips he whispered something to me. 'I think I really love you too, Draco Malfoy.'