Harry opened his eyes in the morning to Draco's leg hiked up around his waist, and the both of them tangled up in each other. Harry subconsciously burrowed deeper into Draco's shoulder, leaving room for the surprisingly still there Monsieur Lapin.

Harry must have fallen back asleep because Draco was nowhere to be found when he woke up. Harry guessed he was in the bathroom, and couldn't be bothered to move to put his glasses on, so Harry stayed in bed. Harry heard the door to the bathroom opening and felt Draco crawling into bed again.

"What time is it? Didn't want to put on my glasses to check."

"Too early." Draco never was a morning person.

"What time exactly? I didn't want your commentary on it, I just wanted to know if we would miss breakfast because of y-- WHY ARE YOUR FEET SO COLD! Fuck, Draco!" Draco looked like a kid after it had snowed, beaming like the sun.

"It's 7:32 (that's the actual time for me rn). We have time to go to breakfast. I know you're a morning person, but the rest of us are not. Ron and Hermoine aren't even up yet, and Ron's got 6 siblings to keep him awake." Draco started to fake pout, "Let me sleep, O Chosen One. Please?"

Harry could have pushed him off the bed. Harry wanted to push him off the bed. Harry took a breath. Pushing people off the bed is not the way to show someone you appreciate sleeping with them.

"Fine. We'll sleep. But if you don't take your feet off my legs, I swear to Merlin-" Harry was cut off with a kiss. Draco moved his legs, so he was lying straight on the bed (about the only thing he does that's straight) with his arms around Harry.

Harry tried. He really tried, but after all the years and summers he spent with the Dursleys, Harry couldn't sleep later than 8:00. Draco had fallen asleep 10 minutes after he laid down and wouldn't be up until 9:30 at the very earliest. Curse his pureblood genes. He saw Hermoine waking up and sat up, trying not to jostle Draco. He waved timidly, and she waved back. They both snorted and tried to keep their laughter quiet. Harry held up one finger and carefully moved Draco's arms, and replaced himself with a pillow. Draco burrowed deeper into the pillow. After a couple seconds of fond staring, Harry shook himself out of his daze. He motioned for Hermione to follow him into the common room.

"I hope you both slept alright then?" Harry sat on the window ledge overlooking the lake.

"It was alright, though Ron was a bit apprehensive coming back after The War. He had a harder time getting to sleep than I did." Hermione gave him a smile as if to lighten the mood from remembering. She sat opposite him, looking at the Whomping Willow, no doubt remembering Sirius and Remus.

"He was a lovely teacher." Hermione switched sides and bumped Harry's hip, signaling for him to budge over. She pulled him into a side hug and tucked his head under her chin.

"And I could tell Sirius and Remus loved you more than the world. They died protecting you." Harry was trying not to cry. He missed them so much. He wanted to ask them questions about his parents, about Peter, about sexuality, tell them about Draco. He buried his head in Hermione's chest and cried. Hermione rubbed his back and murmured reassurances in his ear.

"Come On! We're here for one day, and I miss the bonding moments! Budge over 'Mione, this is a trio job." Harry chuckled and wiped his eyes as Ron climbed over both of them to hug Harry from the other side. Harry knew that even though his godparents or parents weren't there, he still had his family with him.

"Thank you. Both of you," Harry whispered, not wanting to disturb the moment between the 3 of them. He felt both of them squeeze him harder.

"Oi! Stop trying to steal my man! The Chosen One made his choice!" Draco had finally awoken and had to make an entrance. The trio laughed as Draco hesitantly sat down opposite them and took Harry's hand in his.

"You okay?" Draco looked tentative, and Harry nodded. Draco smiled and held up his glasses, "You forgot these." Harry chuckled and put them on.

"Breakfast?" Harry was starting to get uncomfortable with all of them looking at him like he was fragile (you are shush).

"Breakfast," the others replied decidedly.

Walking into the Great Hall was an experience. The whispers and looks started as soon as they walked in. Harry grabbed Draco's hand like a lifeline. Ron and Draco were staring down anyone who looked like they were going to say something, and Draco may or may not have flashed some of the meaner kids his Dark Mark to put them in their place. Hermione walked beside Harry with her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. Ron and Hermione sat down on either side of Draco and Harry, silently daring anyone to say something.

"I'm glad you were brave enough to say something," Dean Thomas was looking at them, sitting next to Seamus Finnigan, "since we were never brave enough." Seamus lifted their joined hands just above the table, then let them drop under. Harry gave them a sad smile. He felt terrible that he hadn't noticed them together even though he had shared his dorm with them for who knows how long.

"You don't need to tell anyone for it to be real," Draco smiled at them for reassurance that he wasn't trying to be mean, "I just didn't want anyone trying to flirt with Harry just because he was The Chosen One and famous." Dean and Seamus laughed, and Harry elbowed Draco under the table.

They all continued talking to Dean and Seamus about classes and new gossip (that wasn't about Harry or Draco, they're smart enough to know not to upset some of the best wizards in their year). What surprised Harry is that McGonagall was holding new career talks for those that wanted to change their career paths since most of the students were going to fight in the war as their careers. Harry told Draco to remind him to sign up. He'd decided he'd had enough fighting for one lifetime.

Today was a Hogsmeade day, and Harry was determined to take Draco on a date. He was still deciding where to take him. Harry felt that Madam Puddifoot's was terribly frilly, and neither of them would enjoy it. He decided that when they went back to the common room, he'd ask Hermione what the best place was for a first date

A/N: If you have any date ideas for the lovebirds, leave a comment! the next chapter will be a montage of dates, so yours might be featured!