Draco closed his eyes as he felt a soft pair of lips on his own.
It was euphoric. It was like they finally opened their eyes for the first time- nothing ever felt quite like this.
Their hearts were racing almost as fast as the butterflies that grew in their stomachs. It was surreal. Was this actually happening?
A warmth spread throughout Draco's body and to his face as he acknowledged that he was kissing Harry Potter.
At three in the morning.
In his bed.
He pulled away slowly, his eyes fluttering open and meeting Harry's.
Harry looked down. "I- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
Draco shook his head and reached to touch Harry's jaw, bringing his chin up so Harry could look at him.
"It's okay, Harry." Draco sighed. "I've been wanting to do that for a while too, you know." he whispered.
Harry lifted his eyes and met Draco's. "Really?"
Draco nodded. Harry looked down at his hands, taking a deep breath. He chuckled.
Draco found himself smiling at Harry. "What's so funny?"
"This. I mean, just all of it. I can't believe this is where we ended up, you know?" Harry lifted his eyes again and continued. "It's a lot to unpack."
Draco smirked. "Yeah, can't believe I just kissed the guy who nearly killed me in the washrooms in the sixth year."
Harry gasped, smacking him on the arm. "What the hell is wrong with you? It was an accident!"
Draco only laughed, Harry soon joining him.
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After a few minutes, they decided to move to the bay window like they did the previous night.
They sat opposite of each other, looking over the dim lights of London.
"Why did you have a panic attack?" Harry asked after a few moments of silence. "Was it a nightmare?"
"Yes." Draco replied, peeling his eyes away from the window to look down at his hands.
"If you feel comfortable with answering, what was it about?"
Draco fidgeted with a piece of string that was on his shirt. "My dad uh... he killed you. And I was like- frozen in place? If that makes sense. I couldn't move, and-"
Harry put his hand on Draco's. "I'm sorry. You don't need to talk about it."
Draco's breath evened, and he finally looked up at Harry. "What's going to happen when we go back to Hogwarts? Today's the last full day, you know."
"I know," Harry frowned. "and what do you mean?"
"Are we going back to being enemies? Or are we just going to stop talking to each other, like before?" Draco asked.
Harry shook his head. "I wouldn't want that, but if that's what you want then-"
"No, I want to stay like this." Draco confirmed, his heart fluttering at Harry's words.
Harry smiled, taking his hand off of Draco's and leaning back on the window. "What even are we? I mean, didn't we just kiss, for merlins sake?"
Draco laughed awkwardly. "What do you want to be?"
"How about we just figure it out, okay? Together."
Draco nodded. "Together." he echoed.
~
Neither of them had slept a wink; they were too occupied thinking about each other.
What things exactly? Both of them haven't a clue. Just each other. But now, they were extremely exhausted as a result.
It was now after lunchtime, and they were waiting to get onto the London eye—their last assignment of the week. It wasn't really an assignment, more like a day off too enjoy the scenery before they leave.
They stepped into the large, glass room-like platform that already held most of the Hogwarts students, since they were under reservation.
They immediately spotted Hermione, Pansy, Blaise, and Ron. They were already seated, chatting happily. The two approached the group with a smile.
Hermione looked up, her grin growing wider. "Hey, you two! We've barely seen you all week!"
Draco and Harry snuck a glance at each other, then looked back at the group.
"Yup." Harry replied with an awkward laugh. "Can we sit with you guys?"
"Yeah, there's some room on the bench across from us!" Pansy offered. Harry and Draco sat down on the small, two person bench across from the group.
"You two seem closer...did you make amends and become some enemies to lovers type shit?" Blaise laughed.
Draco glared. "Shut the hell up, Zabini."
Blaise only laughed, leaning back into his chair and having a separate conversation with Ron.
Suddenly, the ferris wheel moved. Draco tensed up.
"Hey, aren't you afraid of heights?" Harry asked. Draco nodded faintly.
Harry thought for a moment. "Here," Harry whispered. "Take my hand or something."
Harry reached to hold Draco's hand, hiding it from the group so they couldn't see. Draco smiled slightly, returning the gesture by intertwining their fingers gently.
Thank you, he mouthed. Harry nodded, turning back to the window.
The ferris wheel started moving faster, rising higher and higher into the air, beautiful London coming into view.
"Wow," Harry said in awe. He looked at Draco, who had his eyes closed as he squeezed Harry's hand even tighter, leaning into his side.
Harry looked at the group cautiously, his stomach doing a flip as he met eyes with Ron, who was staring at them with alarm. Harry shook his head, trying to tell him leave it be.
Ron huffed, turning back to Blaise. Harry let out a sigh of relief.
~
"That was terrifying."
"You made it out alive!" Harry said sarcastically. They were now walking back to their hotel after saying goodbye to the group.
"Shut up." Draco rolled his eyes, punching Harry lightly on the arm.
"I don't want this trip to end." Harry said suddenly.
Draco sighed sadly. "Me neither. I'm going to miss being with your annoying ass everyday."
"I'm flattered." Harry deadpanned. He really wish the trip wouldn't come to an end.
How would they see each other during the day? They're in rival houses.
How would everyone else react?
How would Draco's parents react?
So many obstacles, so many issues. Why couldn't it be simple? We're they really just enemies, inevitably?
Unfair. It was so fucking unfair.
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