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It was the 21st of August, the day before Draco and Harry were set to leave. Currently, they were at The Manor, and Harry was helping Draco pack.

"Can I still wear your shirts, or is that going to be too obvious?", Draco asked, sorting his clothes into three piles.

They were Harry's clothes, Draco's clothes, and clothes they had that matched.

"I'm excited to live with you, don't get me wrong, but I wish you were moving in with me to Grimmauld instead. At least then we would have privacy."

"You'd really want to live with me?", Draco asked quietly.

"Draco, we sleep in the same bed practically every single night. Of course I would want to live with you! You're my shining constellation."

"You know I love possessive words", Draco murmured, pulling Harry in for a kiss.

"Good, because I never want you to forget that you're mine", Harry retorted, backing Draco up until his knees hit the bed.

Falling back onto the bed, Draco pulled Harry down on top of him for a heated snogging session.

"We need to pack", Harry mumbled in between kisses.

"Are you saying packing is more fun than kissing me, Potter?"

"I can think of a few things more fun than kissing you Malfoy but all of them involve some kind of physical contact", Harry purred.

"You're making it really hard to hold back you know."

"Maybe I don't want you to", Harry argued, getting off of Draco to continue packing.

"Harry", he whined.

"The quicker we get you packed, the quicker we get you to my place all alone."

"Why didn't you say that earlier?"

"Because we were actually packing earlier", Harry teased with a laugh.

"I simply have too many things."

"About time you admitted that sweetheart."

"Hey!", Draco yelled in mock offense, hitting Harry with a pillow.

"Draco!"

This didn't turn into a pillow fight, oh no, this was war. There was no truce in sight until Narcissa cleared her throat loudly.

"Ahem."

Draco turned his head to look at his mother, but Harry had already released the pillow and cringed as it hit the side of Draco's face, knocking him over.

"I am so sorry!", Harry said, failing to hold back his laughter.

"I hate you", he muttered, yanking Harry down with him.

"Oof!"

"Boys", Narcissa said, warning in her tone, hands on her hips.

"Sorry Mother, Potter over here is a menace to society."

"I saved society on multiple occasions, I believe I'm now allowed to be the menace."

"Do I need to tell Headmistress McGonagall to do room checks for you two, or will you be behaving?"

Exchanging a look, neither man wanted to think about McGonagall catching them in a compromising position.

"Sorry Narcissa", Harry said, smiling innocently.

"Yes, well these photographs are going to look lovely all over the walls aren't they?"

"Mother", Draco whined.

"I'm just teasing. Maybe. Either way, I came to ask you whether or not you would be joining me for lunch or dinner? I'm unaware of what your plans are."

"Once we pack up Draco's millions of clothes, we're heading to mine so I can pack."

"Hey! Some of these are yours!", Draco argued.

"Like that makes it any better", Harry replied with a snort.

"Have lunch with me and then you two can have a dinner date to yourselves before you go. Please do be careful though."

"A dinner what?", Draco squeaked.

"A date Draco. Unless you haven't asked Harry yet and I've been reading into everything wrong?", she inquired with a raised eyebrow, now looking at Harry, who had placed his hand up against Draco's.

"Do you mind her knowing?", Draco asked.

"No, I don't."

"Tell her Harry."

"I guess technically I asked him", Harry replied with a small laugh.

"You knew?", Draco asked, head tilted in confusion.

"I suspected when I saw Harry here in your bed. Since you returned from your trip you seem to have gotten a lot closer. More comfortable I should say. I figured you would tell me on your time. I didn't mean to be so forward, but I must advise you both to be very careful. This is the only reason why I'm bringing it up at all."

"We got together on our trip. No one else knows. You're the first", Draco confirmed.

"If you'd like to share, I'd like to hear about your trip", Narcissa asked with a small smile.

Sitting down to lunch, the two men shared more details about their trip, holding hands across the table, and Harry promised to show her more pictures later.

"Now, about your relationship. What you do is your business, just be safe about it please. However, at some point I do believe it would be in your best interest to let McGonagall know. She may be able to help the news from spreading until you're ready. I don't need to tell you that there are eyes and ears everywhere in Hogwarts.

If you are planning to keep your relationship hidden behind your dorm walls, then so be it. The press will have a field day with you both together, and I can only do so much to protect you. I consider you as one of my own Harry, so I will do my best to protect you both. Just keep me in the loop with who knows and who doesn't,"

"We're not labeling it yet as Harry doesn't like labels, but we're exclusive. We want to figure things out on our own first before getting everyone else involved in our relationship. Oh, and Luna knows, but she knows everything, so she won't say anything.

For once, Harry and I want something just to ourselves. It works in our favor that McGonagall is forcing us to spend time together so no one will be suspicious. I guess I'm just a bit anxious about being around so many people again, especially because they don't like me. I don't want Harry to feel like a bodyguard."

"I was quite literally born to be a bodyguard, protector, savior whatever you want to call it. I'll keep you all safe because I care about everyone. We'll just walk around in groups. It'll be okay", Harry promised, pressing a kiss to Draco's knuckles.

"I hope you're right", Draco responded with a sigh.

"I must not tell lies", Harry joked with a snicker, grabbing the hand Draco was going to hit him with.

"Go finish packing please", Narcissa instructed.

Heading back upstairs, Draco pulled Harry onto his bed before he could walk to the closet.

"Prince we have to pack."

"But now Mother knows so I really can kiss you any time that I want."

"There's no one at all at my house and we can do a lot more than kiss if you hurry up."

"More?", Draco asked, a blush rushing to his cheeks.

"Maybe, if you're comfortable. I've been thinking, and I really liked how we were before I had to go to dinner."

"I did too", Draco decided, pulling Harry in for a rough kiss.

Pulling away breathlessly, Harry smiled at his Draco. Draco had never packed so quickly in his life. Besides, if he missed anything the 8th years were allowed to leave on weekends whenever they wanted to.

"Stay the night at mine?", Harry asked.

"I'd love to."

Draco left all of his packed items on the floor in front of his bed. After telling Narcissa that he'll be staying at Harry's for the night, they promised to return for breakfast before going to see McGonagall the next day. Narcissa hugged both of the boys, and wished them well. It filled her with great happiness to see her son was finally happy.

Once they arrived at Harry's house, Draco was unsure of what to do. Sensing his discomfort, Harry grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to his room. Laying down on the bed, he opened his arms for Draco to crawl into.

Harry kissed Draco slowly at first, enjoying being so close to the man he was pretty sure he loved. Gaining confidence, Draco slid his hands under Harry's shirt.

"This okay?", Draco asked.

"More than okay."

Draco pulled away, latching his lips onto Harry's neck.

"So beautiful."

Harry was running his hand through Draco's hair, panting. Harry's shirt was getting in the way, and Draco was getting annoyed.

"Can I take this off?"

"Please do."

After removing the irritating piece of clothing, Draco went back to work. He knew better than to leave marks on Harry's neck, but his chest was fair game. The soft pants from Harry were enough to keep him at it, and he loved the feeling of Harry's hand in his hair, and the other trailing up his chest.

Pulling back for air, Harry's fingers lingered at the hem of Draco's shirt. Draco helped him remove it, and Harry flipped them around so that he was straddling Draco's hips. He kissed from Draco's lips down to the scar starting at the side of his neck, tracing it with his tongue as he followed the line downward.

Pushing his hips up into Harry's for more contact, Draco groaned as Harry pushed back with equal pressure.

"Potter, your belt keeps poking me", he panted.

"I don't think that's just my belt, but you can take it off."

Gulping, Draco averted his eyes downward.

"I'm pretty sure it is just your belt", Draco replied with a snort. "It's the metal clip."

Harry teasingly ran his fingers up Draco's chest.

"You're such a git."

"Oh I know you love it", Draco teased back, removing Harry's belt and tossing it onto the floor. "Let me remove mine too."

Once both belts were added to the clothing pile on the floor, Harry and Draco went back to snogging. The pressure from his jeans combined with Harry pressed against him was driving Draco crazy.

"Harry, how far are we going?", Draco asked, pulling away.

"Is over the clothes stuff okay?", Harry asked nervously. "I'm not ready to go all the way yet."

"I'm not either. I haven't gone this far before", Draco admitted.

"Neither have I."

"We'll learn together then", Draco promised, kissing Harry once more.

"Can I get out of these fucking skinny jeans though?", he asked, pulling away as the button got caught on Harry's zipper again.

"Yeah, that's fine."

Harry got off of Draco and removed his own jeans, moving to then help Draco who had gotten stuck.

"Will you quit laughing at me? This is supposed to be romantic", Draco said with a pout. 

"I prefer this to anything else. It's just you and me my sweetheart. I think it's supposed to be awkward the first few times, and I feel comfortable enough to laugh with you during this kind of stuff."

"You're such a sap", Draco replied with a soft smile, pulling Harry back down.

"Only for my beautiful boy."

Draco didn't know how he had gotten so lucky to have Harry Potter and all of his goofiness underneath him. When Harry's hands found his way to Draco's hips and gave them a squeeze, Draco got the hint and rolled them against Harry, watching in awe as Harry's face contorted in pleasure.

This reaction drove him forward, and he took in every pant and stifled moan from Harry.

"Let me hear you, please", Draco whined, pressing himself harder into Harry, who gasped in shock, before letting out a moan.

"Draco, I'm close. You're doing so good", Harry praised, continuing to rock his hips against Draco's.

Draco moaned in response to Harry's praise. Harry grinned. He should've known Draco had a praise kink.

"My Draco. All mine, doing so well."

"All yours", Draco confirmed.

He was close, and so was Harry. Draco leaned forward and harshly pressed his lips to Harry's, slipping his tongue into Harry's mouth. Harry accepted all Draco had to offer graciously. When Harry tugged on Draco's hair and sucked on his tongue, Draco came undone with a cry, biting down on Harry's lip. Harry was quick to follow, and the two men held onto each other tightly.

After his breathing returned to normal, Draco felt the color rise to his cheeks at what they had done, but he had never felt better.

"You okay?", Harry asked, running his hands over Draco's back.

"I am. Are you?"

"I've never been better. You're absolutely wonderful. My gorgeous Draco."

Smiling, Draco buried his face into Harry's neck as Harry laughed at how cute his Draco was being.

"Do you want to use the shower up here and I'll use the one downstairs? Then we can cuddle when we aren't, erm, sticky."

Draco laughed and agreed, but didn't get up for a few minutes, just enjoying Harry's presence. He would definitely take a nap once he was done.

Draco finished his shower first as he only washed his body, skipping his hair routine as it wasn't necessary. Besides, Harry liked it down and soft, and Draco was not complaining.

When Harry got back to his room, he saw that Draco had changed the sheets and was laying shirtless in his bed, waiting for him.

"I think I found something more stunning than the sunset", Harry flirted, slipping into bed and taking Draco into his arms.

"Were you looking in the mirror then?", Draco teased, turning over so he could kiss Harry again.

"I'll never get tired of you doing that", Harry said with a soft sigh.

"Good, because I'll never stop", Draco swore, and he meant every word.