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Truth or dare, draco?" Pansy 'innocently' asks me. Oh no. She is presenting her signature smirk that I know all too well to be the one where she is getting up to mischief, like she knows something I don't and she's doing something about it even if I don't agree. This is going to go to hell, I know it.
Refusing to be seen as lame or boring I answer "dare" potter looks at me in the corner of his eye again as the speaker of my choice says " let Harry sit on your lap for the rest of the game"
Well shit. I knew she was up to something, I'd love nothing more to do that but I'm sure he'd slip away the minute he'd have the chance or tense up where I note he's uncomfortable. I can't experience that, for my own sanity. Suddenly he speaks up:
"HUH? What?" Seemingly coming out of a daze on his counterpart, pansy only replies with a simple "You heard me"
I had to react and quick. "What? NO. I'm not doing that, hes-no. That's final, pans" after that, I wanted to backtrack my phrasing as I saw a flash of hurt flash across potter's eyes like he has been betrayed by his friends. Then he masks it.
Granger speak up from on the weasley "if not, you have to drink and trust me, it's not very nice. It'd be easier just to listen you know." Shooting him a smug look. Ugh, what have they been up to.
Hesitantly, potter stalks towards me and takes the chance of sitting between my legs as they were already layed out in a chilling position with my arms behind my body. Instinctively, my arms snap around his waist lightly, keeping him still. Oh dear, what have I gotten my self into.
Harry pov:
I must be dreaming, I knew hermione would do something. She seemed to know the love I have for this man, so now I'm here in his arms in-between his legs on the floor. His grip on me is very light and as much as I wish he would tighten it, I'm never one to take what I get for granted so I settle here. In my lovers arms even if its in my delusion, where only I feel in love.
Draco pov:
20 minutes after my dare, I glance around the room and spot the weaslette eyeing Harry up and down, as if jealous and making her crush very known. However nobody noticed but me. Wait, when did he become Harry? Whatever, I have him right now. Pride courses through me because I realise that I am the one who has the privilege of holding him at this very moment and not her. However, the second I saw her glance towards him with practically hearts in her eyes as she chooses dare, I glare as venomous as I can muster when I suddenly feel jealous. He's mine, is she holding him? No. I tighten my grip around him and pull him closer so he is almost laying on me. Harry doesn't know it but I will not let her get to him. Thankfully her dare did not have him involved.
Harry pov:
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As i notice ginny glance at me, I know that look. She likes me again, we parted ways just after the war as we realised we were better off friends so I'm confused on what broke that conversation. The next moment I feel draco tighten his arms around me and I move further into him laying my head back so it meets his shoulder resulting in him pulling me closer. I subtly look up at him and see him glare at her, I realise his reason behind this. He's jealous, does he like me? I like that draco is possessive. For the first time in a very long time, I feel content so I maneuver myself to comfortably resting my head back and slide my hands onto of his, smiling to myself. I can feel him grin into the back of my neck too as a result of my actions previously.
Draco pov:
I shut out the chatter of the game as Harry is here holding onto Me like I am to him, he layed his head back resting it onto me. His gesture of trusting me and feeling safe enough to do this, made my heart swell. I snaked one of my hands down to his thigh and gently stroked there, swiping my thumb around his outer leg while keeping my hand still. Pressing a kiss to the back of his neck which drew a low hum of satisfaction from him and I smiled, I knew he could feel it and I was proud. I repeated the light kiss two or three times then went back to keeping a firm grip on his waist and a gentle hand on his thigh stroking it.
Harry pov:
I didn't notice what was happening around me except the fact I was in draco's arms who was holding me like I was something special. He kisses my neck light and I felt so free, like he would protect me from anything and so I relaxed entirely into him. Tilting my head back slightly, he held his smile and kissed my forehead. Blushing furiously, I (with much difficulty) tore out of my daze and lowered my head again to notice their attention just got onto me and I got asked truth or dare. I answer
"Dare"
Hermione with a smug smirk says to me, " well, I see you've made yourself comfortable with a certain someone. I lay further back into him as he presses another light kiss to the back of my neck, underneath my hair. " so I dare you to kiss draco" if it was possible, my heart fluttered at that sentence alone.
Without hesitation, he gently turned me around in his grip and I lifted my head to him and he kissed me, joining our lips together. I must admit, this was the best kiss I've ever had, his lips moves along mine creating a rhythm. My hand makes its way to caress and hold onto his jaw as his hand from my thigh directs to my hair twirling the hair strands . I part my lips to his satisfaction and he slides his tongue into my mouth and maps it, making my body to tingle, I felt undescirbably happiness. Continuing my smile into the kiss, I sat up slightly so I sat onto his lap and we went back to regular kissing and when it came to regaining our breath we parted but pecked twice before.
Draco pov:
I never kissed anyone before but Harry was my first and hopefully my last. We pull away and I pecked his forehead twice in pure adoration and care. He turned around, this time in my lap, sideways and rested his head on my shoulder while my left hand stayed in his hair playing with it my right went back down to his thigh and layed it there whilst swiping my thumb on the part of his outer leg to keep Harry steady. I held him closer to me. He traces his fingers along my collarbone and down, drawing circles into my chest. We both felt comforted and relaxed for the first time in years.
In the silence of the room with the others minimal chatter, he asks me quietly and hesitantly resembling a whisper "draco? Will you be my boyfriend.. I mean you don't have to but I'd love it and I really like y-" I cut him off with a squeeze on his thigh and a small kiss to his lips.
I responded with "I already were, you are mine darling" at that he blushed and I don't care how many times I say things like that, it's worth it to see that blush.
"I love you" he murmurs hiding his head into my chest, pressing a kiss to my jaw. I felt sparks fly, this boy is my forever. I want to marry him someday and I vowed to protect him and love him with all that I am.
"I love you too, baby"