Harry couldn't stop staring at the blonde boy walking beside him. Said blonde looked adorably gorgeous in his winter outfit and harry was nearly trembling at the mere thought of him. Especially that little episode back in Honeydukes. Draco did taste as good as he looked, in fact, he tasted better than harry thought.
And oh lord, when Draco reached back and gripped his pants. And that sound. Harry could forever live off that sound. If there was one thing Harry vowed to do in life, it would be to make Draco make that sound again.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Draco's question lingered in the air as Harry admired the slightly smaller boy.
"Eh? Oh, you just look good. Really good." Harry could see the bit of Draco's cheek were it wasn't hidden by his scarf turn a rosy colour. It seemed he was taken aback by Harry's brazen statement.
"S- stop it," The blonde stammered out. "We are not doing another episode of what happened in Honeydukes." And with that, the blonde stomped his boot covered feet away from Harry.
Harry watched as he trod further away, before he bent down and reached inside his right boot. It seemed he was scratching an itch. And Harry couldn't help but stare at his bum, and how great those jeans made it look. Not to mention Draco's knee high boots which just completed the whole outfit. Merlin have mercy on Harry.
As soon as those lurid thoughts had vanished, Harry jogged after Draco and caught him by the arm. "Wait, please." Harry didn't mean to upset Draco. He let go of the blonde's arm and walked around until he as in front of him. Draco was looking at the ground, scuffling his right boot into the snow.
Harry took a finger to the boy's chin and lifted until they were looking directly at each other. "Would you maybe, um, maybe like to go on a date... With me?" Feeling only the tiniest bit nervous, Harry stepped back as he didn't want to crowd Draco.
Said boy reached a mitten covered hand to his head and scratched over his beanie. "You want to go on a date, with me? Well, I supp-"
"Or just a friendly outing to somewhere, if that's what you want." Harry interrupted Draco with a quick voice.
Draco sighed and Harry thinks he might have upset him. "I was going to say that I supposed I'd like to. I wouldn't mind, if that's what you want." The words that came out of Draco's mouth almost made harry want to scoop the tiny bundle of blonde boy into his arms. Almost. But he was sure that Draco wouldn't appreciate it, so instead, he settled for a smile.
The next thing he did was gently grave one of Draco's tiny mitten covered hands (which he silently cooed at) and start walking slowly. He noticed that Draco was taking several fats steps just to keep up with Harry's long legs, so he slowed the pace, and he could tell Draco was grateful but the slight pink hue on the visible part of his cheeks.
They stayed like that for a while, walking in a comfortable silence. "Is there somewhere you wanted to go?" Harry was the first to break that silence. Draco looked up at him and Harry couldn't help but coo, for bits of the blonde boy's fringe was sticking out from under his beanie, resting in the way of his sight.
Harry, being the romantic (maybe not so romantic) gentleman that he was, reached up with delicate fingers and gave a gentle sweep, tucking the protruding hairs back under the beanie.
Draco looked mildly startled but didn't comment on it. "Oh, I've got some galleons in my pocket, but I don't mind where we go."
Harry looked around and spotted a shop he thought would be perfect for the two of them. "How about some tea at Madam Puddifoot's? Is that alright?" Draco hummed in agreement and the pair took a right to Madam Puddifoot's. Harry opened the door for Draco, and stepped in after him. He undid the buttons on his coat and untied his scarf, feeling warmer in the heated room. The aroma of tea assaulted their noses, but Draco found it a rather calming smell.
Draco pulled the scarf from his face and opened his coat as Harry guided him to a booth in the corner, with a hand of the small of his back.
"There's this little shop around the corner that sells trinkets and jewellery, and I was wondering if we could maybe go there after?" Draco requested as he slid into the booth seat, and Harry across from him.
"Of course. Whatever you want to do, we can do it." The raven complied and picked up the small menu in front of him. "What would you like?" He inquired as his eyes skimmed over the brilliant selection of tea and snacks.
"Oh, I'll just have a chai tea and two cinnamon churros, please." Draco asked meekly and Harry thought it adorable. He shot a smile and a nod at Draco before going to the counter and placing Draco's order and getting a vanilla tea for himself.
Over at the table, Draco waited for Harry to get back. Strangely, he found himself enjoying Harry's company. He slipped a white mitten off one hand, and then the other, placing them on the table. Silently, he looked around the little tea shop. It was adorned with bows and frills, Draco thought it very interesting.
Although it was a very cramped space, it was cosy and somewhat homely. Draco let out an exhausted sigh and slumped over in the chair. He was awake several times last night. There wasn't even a reason, it was just one of those days. They were a regular thing and often contributed to to long list of things that made Draco fatigued during the day.
Harry startled Draco from his exhausted slumber when he set his order in front of him. The blonde perked up at the sight of his tea and churros.
"Thank you." He spoke, speaking for everything.
"You're welcome. I invited you on this date, so of course I want to pay for you." Harry was adverse and courteous in accepting Draco's thanks. With that, he took a sip of his vanilla tea and admired Draco. He thought the blonde was precious.
No, I mean thank you for everything." Said blonde stated quietly and looked down at his tea, holding it with both hands to warm them.
"Eh?" The raven was baffled as to what Draco was talking about, but he observed the the sullen look on his face.
"For coming after me the other night. For being here now. And for trying to get to know the real me. It means a lot." Draco fiddled with his teacup, before taking a bit of his churros. A pleased look crossed his face as he chewed. Setting the churros down, Draco wiped at his mouth with a napkin before speaking again. "I know we've fought horrible these past years, but times have changed. And you're here now and that's good. So thank you." He beamed. Happily taking another bite of his churro.
"Oh... You're welcome?" Harry replied, unsure of what else to say, but was happy that the blonde was happy. Draco giggled at him.
"You're quite funny. Um..." His sentence trailed off, not knowing how to phrase what he wanted to say properly.
Harry looked curiously at Draco, whose face had turned bright red. "Is there something you wanted to say?"
"Um... That thing you did in Honeydukes felt really nice. And well, I sort of really liked it." Draco, embarrassed, covered his face with his hands.
And in that moment, Harry almost lost his breath. He didn't think Draco could get any more precious.
Boy was he wrong.
"Well, uh, I could do it again sometime if you like." Harry threw a wink and Draco and a smirk settled on his lips. "Anyway, are you done?" Draco's face was beet red, and Harry thought he was the most adorable thing in the world.
"N-nearly." The blonde stuttered and held up a finger as he ate the last bite of his churro. When he swallowed, he threw Harry a shy smile. "All done. We can go now."
Harry checked Draco's face and realized that Draco has sugar dotting his lips. "You have something on your mouth." As soon as the words left Harry's mouth, Draco's hand shot to his mouth to wipe it, but missed most of it. He pulled his fingers away and realized it was sugar, before popping them in his mouth to clean them off. Harry had to grip the edge of the table to steady himself before he did something he regretted. Merlin have mercy on him.
"Is it gone?" Draco inquired lightly and Harry checked.
"Still a bit. Here, let me get it." Harry leaned across the small table, he rested one hand on Draco's chin and the other on the table, still gripping it. He pulled Draco a little closer and connected their lips.
The sweet taste of sugar melted on his tongue as he swept it across the blonde's sumptuous lips. Harry pulled the Draco's bottom lip between his and sucked on it gently. Not a second later had Draco let out that soft mewling sound that Harry loved. It zapped his nerves, sending sparks through every muscle on his body.
When he pulled back, Draco looked a little embarrassed but content.
He was precious.
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Hi, yes, it is me. I updated twice in 2 days. Wow, new record. Go me. So either I'll update before Thursday with a slightly Christmassy chapter or a few days after Christmas. Please comment and vote, cause I don't know if you guys like it otherwise.
Thank you.