You don't want me ~Drarry~

10

3rd POV

The next couple of days, Harry did not pry Draco but had kept an eye on him. He would make sure that the blonde eats every meal with him and he would sleep with him too. Draco on the other hand, felt like he was getting babied. He didn't like that Harry was waisting his time on him. He could do it on his own but all this time, he didn't want too. When he denies Harry's care, Harry would threaten with all sorts of threats and in the end he would comply. Harry would wait for him in the morning to do his makeup and would even pick outfits for him to wear. They got even closer. Draco was scared for his life. They were getting closer and he was falling deeper. He couldn't deny that he likes, no, loves Harry with all his heart.

Harry. Harry was happy that they're getting closer. He loves every minute the time he spends with Draco. He thought that maybe he can build a relationship but for now, he's going to focus on Draco's wellbeing.

It was a Saturday morning and Draco had woken up to a warm imbrace. He nuzzled in deeper to Harry's chest and inhaled Harry's scent; Soap, broom polish, treacle tart and some musky but Harry-ish cologne. It smelled like home to Draco. He thought it was sappy but he doesn't really mind. After a couple minutes of silence and maybe some song the birds were singing from outside the early morning, Harry greeted him with a "good morning" and a kiss on his forehead. He replied by kissing Harry on the cheek and proceeded to climb out of bed and into the shower to get ready.

When he got out of the shower, he noticed that Harry was standing still infront of his closet with something in his hands. His eyes went wide when he noticed that Harry was holding a pastel purple crop top. "It's not what it looks like.." He tried to reason.

"Will you try it on ?" Harry asked suddenly. His voice was quite, only above a whisper. "What ?" "Try it on.. If you want to though but I want to see you wear it 'cause I think you'll look good in it." Harry said while rubbing the nape of his head nervously.

Draco only responded with a quiet okay.

The crop top fitted him like a glove. It showed his belly button and some of his beautiful worked out abdomen that Harry loves so much. Harry was gawking and he even looked like he was drooling. Draco blushed profusely. "You look beautiful. You didn't told me you wear feminine clothes.. You have to wear that today.. If you're comfortable of course.."  Harry's eyes were glowing with admiration and adoration. "Oh. Okay. But I want to wear a jacket over it." The blonde replied and took a lavender jacket that had flowers embroidered on it.

Harry's heart was in his ears. It was beating fast and loud. Draco was beautiful. His hair all tousled and his lips were pink and glossy. To complete the outfit, he put on pink skinny jeans and white sneakers. He was also glowing like he used to and it was all because of Harry.

After Harry had finished getting ready, the two wizards went down to get breakfast. Draco tried hard to hide his body with his jacket. He wrapped it tight around his body but Harry wasn't letting him. He said that either he changed if he was uncomfortable or show the world how pretty he was. The Wizarding world doesn't really care about the gender stereotypes and doesn't care about who you choose to love but some bigotted people also lived among the Wizarding world such as the 7th year from Slytherin who threatened Draco but Harry was there so Draco relaxed.

Some people stared, point and whisper. Some girls giggled and some even cried because the savior of the Wizarding world was 'taken' and had fallen in love with a former death eater which was half true because Harry and Draco weren't in a relationship but Harry was trying even if Draco was avoiding. Harry knew Draco returned his feelings but he doesn't know why Draco keeps hiding his feelings.

They made it to breakfast. Pansy and Hermione were giggling and talking about where Draco had buy the top he was wearing. It was all going well. Harry, Neville and Blaise were talking animatedly to each other about quidditch while eating their breakfast.