So... this is my first challenge uptake and my first H/D ever published... so nervous but here I go. This is the shorter version, the longer will be part of a WIP which will go on witchravenfox shortly. I hope you enjoy.
Draco sensed Harry as soon as he stepped over the threshold with Granger and Weasley, all of them smiling. Harry smiling was good, it meant that this was probably the best chance he was going to get, and so Draco left the confines of the winged arm chair and made his way over.
"Potter, do you have a minute?" Harry arched a brow over his glasses at the question but smiled slightly.
"Alright Malfoy. Could do, what for?"
Draco cast a glance around the half filled eighth-year common room and took a step closer to Harry and away from other prying ears. "Just to talk, a conversation between you and me. That is, if Granger and Weasley don't mind."
Weasley muttered something and Harry shot Weasley a look that silenced him. "Anything you have to say to me can be said right here, Draco. I trust Ron and Hermione, and no one else is paying us any attention."
Bolstered at the sound of his name on Harry lips, Draco spoke swiftly, nervously and pretended that Granger and Weasley weren't looking at him. "Of course, understandable. I gave what you said some thought, real thought, and you were right. I can work on those things, they won't change unless I make the change. I get it." Draco watched Harry smile more openly now and nod. "Harry, I am ready for that change. I'll do whatever you want to prove it."
There was a best of silence. "You know what you need to do, Draco." Harry spoke quietly and stepped in so only inches separated them, looking at Draco expectantly. "You always knew."
Grey slate met green grass, and they both nodded slowly, Harry urging and Draco acknowledging. Draco felt his confidence return in a rush.
"Yes. Will you be my date to our Graduates Ball?"
There were gasps, far more than Draco thought to hear from just Weasley and Granger. People were everywhere. No amount of sneaking around had prepared him for going public.
Then there was Harry in his arms, holding him close and planting kisses along his jaw. He smelt and felt like coming home.
"Yes. Of course yes. I've been waiting for weeks to hear you say that."
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Date: 2013-09-14 09:08 pm (UTC)Draco sensed Harry as soon as he stepped over the threshold with Granger and Weasley, all of them smiling. Harry smiling was good, it meant that this was probably the best chance he was going to get, and so Draco left the confines of the winged arm chair and made his way over.
"Potter, do you have a minute?" Harry arched a brow over his glasses at the question but smiled slightly.
"Alright Malfoy. Could do, what for?"
Draco cast a glance around the half filled eighth-year common room and took a step closer to Harry and away from other prying ears. "Just to talk, a conversation between you and me. That is, if Granger and Weasley don't mind."
Weasley muttered something and Harry shot Weasley a look that silenced him. "Anything you have to say to me can be said right here, Draco. I trust Ron and Hermione, and no one else is paying us any attention."
Bolstered at the sound of his name on Harry lips, Draco spoke swiftly, nervously and pretended that Granger and Weasley weren't looking at him. "Of course, understandable. I gave what you said some thought, real thought, and you were right. I can work on those things, they won't change unless I make the change. I get it." Draco watched Harry smile more openly now and nod. "Harry, I am ready for that change. I'll do whatever you want to prove it."
There was a best of silence. "You know what you need to do, Draco." Harry spoke quietly and stepped in so only inches separated them, looking at Draco expectantly. "You always knew."
Grey slate met green grass, and they both nodded slowly, Harry urging and Draco acknowledging. Draco felt his confidence return in a rush.
"Yes. Will you be my date to our Graduates Ball?"
There were gasps, far more than Draco thought to hear from just Weasley and Granger. People were everywhere. No amount of sneaking around had prepared him for going public.
Then there was Harry in his arms, holding him close and planting kisses along his jaw. He smelt and felt like coming home.
"Yes. Of course yes. I've been waiting for weeks to hear you say that."
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