They had only been dating for 5 days. They hadn't even gone on a proper date yet. They mostly spent their time making up for lost time by cuddling and kissing—a LOT. New Year's was only a couple days away, and they were still trying to figure out where they were in their relationship. While laying in Draco's bed, they were talking about what the coming days would bring.

"I want to be out." Draco broke away from Harry suddenly. He looked surprised that he said that out loud. "I meant...it's just that most of the Slytherin house knew I was gay, and I feel like I've seen the teachers and students making bets as to when we'd get together. I also know that we haven't talked about this...we haven't been talking much lately," to prove his point, his fingers swirled across Harry's back, "and I'm not letting any other people get the chance to steal the Chosen One from me."

"Dray (gimme a break Harry calling Draco 'Dray' makes me soft), you know I literally haven't dated anyone else, right? I may have kissed Cho once, and my sexuality crisis may have been started by Cedric, but I'm all yours. Also, no one wants to 'steal' me."

"You have obviously never seen the first through fourth years. They all talk about how 'Ruggedly handsome' and 'absolutely fit' Harry Potter," Draco imitated a first year when talking about Harry and rolled his eyes, "and I want to make it very clear to them that they have 0 chance of ever catching your attention because you already won over the prettiest boy in all of Hogwarts." Draco was preening now, and maybe fishing for compliments, so Harry pecked his lips and said,

"Since I do have the prettiest boy at Hogwarts, and the most dramatic," Draco feigned offense at that particular comment, "I'm open to coming out. The only question is when? You'll obviously want something dramatic, I'm betting." Little did Harry know that Draco had been thinking about this since before Harry had kissed him.

"I was thinking-"

"Terrible idea."

"Hey! Either way, I thought we could come out at the New Year's Party the teachers throw in the Great Hall? Or at dinner that night? Just imagine me standing up on one of the tables," Draco was now standing up on the bed, looking down at Harry, "and I'd cast Sonorus so everyone could hear me," He put his wand to his throat, "and I'd say 'listen up you younger bitches! THE Harry Potter is mine and mine only. The Chosen One who saved the entire wizarding world is my Boyfriend, and none of you have a chance!" Harry was laughing at this point but stopped when he heard the word Boyfriend.

"You want to be my Boyfriend? For real?" Harry had always been oblivious, and it wasn't getting better.

"Of course, Potter, I've been pining after that idiotic puppy dog face of yours for literal ages." Draco was smiling, and there was no venom in his words anymore, only adoration. Harry broke into a wide smile and tackled Draco back on to the bed with him. Draco squeaked and fell, laughing. Harry kissed him fervently.

"I'm Draco Malfoy's Boyfriend. The Pureblood menace. The still-could-be Heir of Slytherin. The Slytherin seeker. The Slytherin Prefect. MY Boyfriend."

"I'm supposed to be the one swooning here! I have the Chosen One as my Boyfriend! The Savior of the Wizarding World. Gryffindor's All-Star youngest seeker in the history of Quidditch. The Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. More accomplishments on your side!" Draco kissed him again.

"I think we'll have to agree to disagree on that, but we should start planning our 'coming out,' because you can't crush those young spirits! Hogwarts does that itself by trying to kill you LITERALLY EVERY YEAR. I also don't think you can legally call First years 'bitches.'"

"We have plenty of time to plan. Come here; we still have a good 15 minutes of snogging to do before dinner." Draco made 'grabby hands' even though they were already behind Harry's back, and they had resumed their cuddle position. Harry laughed and resumed kissing Draco.