Drarry

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A/n: this is my first published work, irdk what I'm doing posting this but yeah  so please go easy on me  


The beautiful white owl soared high into the sky, looking so majestic almost blending in with the falling snow. Below the sky bound owl stood a boy, dressed in his gryffindor scarf and buried in a big warm cloak. This boy was the one whom people referred as "the boy who lived". Harry stared up at the enchanting owl, she looked so free and relaxed. Harry longed to be free like her, free from the prophecy, free from the constant worry for his life, free from the guilt of all the deaths cause by Voldemort, free from being "the boy who lived". Suddenly there was cold gust of wind, Harry snuggled in the stolen slytherin scarf and sighed. He stood in the courtyard as the snow was falling around him surrounding him like a blanket of white, he watched hedwig fly above him. Harry soon became lost in his thoughts, he didn't have to worry about being interrupted or worried about classes because it was winter break and barely any student stayed in the castle. Harry was a little surprised when he heard footsteps approching the courtyard, the footsteps stopped for a moment before continuing again.

 The shadow in the corridor stared at the emerald eyed boy for a brief minute, wondering how someone could look so at peace but troubled at the same time. Once the footsteps started for the second time Harry snapped  out of his thoughts and looked to where the sound was emitting from. Harry then spoke, asking for the identity of who was there. Out of the shadow of the hall emerged none other than his (secret) boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Harry asked "Draco? Why are you here? I thought you were going back to the manor.." Draco said "yes you git,  it's me." Harry just gave a soft "oh" and asked again "what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the manor? You're parents are going to be upset if you're not there" Draco feigned hurt saying "oh potter do you not Want me here? I thought you loved me!!" Harry gave a smile, muttered something that soundded sorta like "what a dumb question of course I love you...", he looked at Draco with a blush but it soon went away when he saw that Draco had a smile plastered on his face. Draco shook his head and proceeded to explain how his father and mother had some  last minute buisness to attend to that was none of draco's business, at least that's what they told him. 

 Then Harry and Draco stood in an awkward silence for a minute or two. Trying to break the ice, Harry called hedwig over to him, she landed perching on the arm of Harry. Harry walked over to where Draco was and held out the arm that had hedwig on it. Draco didn't get Harry's gesture, so Harry gave an amused sigh, explaining to Draco that he was trying to let him pet Hedwig. Draco, looked at Harry, surprised. Green eyes locked with stormy grey ones, then all the facades and masks came tumbling down and all you could see was their love. Hedwig flew off Harry's arm as they pulled in for a sudden embrace. Draco spoke in Harry's ear saying how much he missed him and how he wished they could do this all the time. All Harry could do is nod along and hold onto his lover like there was no tomorrow. 

They released eachother after a couple minutes of embrace, Draco looked down at Harry and smirked. Then said "so that's where my scarf went huh? Enjoying it potter?" Harry turned a cute shade of red and suddenly found interest in the snow below him. Draco gave a soft smile, took his finger and lifted up Harry's chin so their eyes would meet. Draco whispered in a soft voice reserved only for Harry , as their foreheads touched, "don't worry potter it looks good on you." Harry turned the same shade of red again nuzzled his nose against Draco's. Draco pulled back giving Harry a confused look, Harry gave a lopsided smile and laughed. Harry then proceeded to explain that they were called Eskimo kisses in the muggle world. Draco raised one of his eyebrows and gave Harry a look that read "really potter?" Harry let out another laugh and said "oh sod off Malfoy, it's a cute concept in the muggle culture!" Then out of no where Draco's hands grabbed Harry's face and he was pulled into one of the most passionate kisses he had ever experienced. 

When they finally pulled away, Draco said breathlessly with a smirk across his features, "Harry that was a real kiss, now which one would you prefer?" Draco could see the tiny little breaths coming from Harry since it was so could and thought it was adorble how flustered his boyfriend could get. Harry finally made eye contact with Draco, the green eyes stared into the stormy grey ones and Harry said, "I like them both, but I think I like yours more..." Third time, this was the third time Draco got to see how wonderful Harry looked with a blush spread across his face, and Draco decided he could never grow old of seeing that. Draco leaned in once more, Harry saw his boyfriend was leaning in again and braced himself for a kiss. But what he got was unexpected, Draco was nuzzling his nose against his own. Harry soon found himself mimicking his actions, in the midst of the Eskimo kisses Draco whispered to Harry "I love you", it was barely audible but Harry heard it. His breath hitched and whispered back, "I love you too."  Harry and Draco decided they would never get tired of hearing that. The pair stood there enjoying each other's company for as long as they could, they were content. Harry finally felt genuinely happy  and loved for the first time in forever...

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 25, 2016 ⏰

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