Happily Ever...

Chapter Eleven

AN: If you couldn't tell already, I try and match fan art to scenes in that particular chapter. Of course they aren't always accurate(like this one is flipped from the actual scene) and I'm not an artist so none of these pictures are mine.

Draco's POV

I opened my eyes to a beautiful sight. Harry walking out of the bathroom with only a towel on, one that was hanging dangerously low on his hips. I could see his the muscles on his chest and how they moved when he walked. I could see his black curly hair was still dripping wet and watched as drops of water fell from his hair to his chest and rolled down.

"Well good morning," I said, I was aware of the fact that I was staring but no matter how many times I've seen him, he still takes my breath away.

"Good morning love," he said with a smile.

He came over to our bed and grabbed my hand. He spun me around and out of bed before kissing me sweetly. I smiled into the kiss. I moved my hands to cup his face and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away and kissed my nose.

"Draco, we are going to be late again." He said, kissing my forehead this time.

I sighed but he was right, so I let him get dressed and I did the same. We walked down to breakfast hand in hand, he gave me a kiss before going to the Gryffindor table. The image of him in a towel flashed in my head. Merlin, he was so beautiful. I sat next to Blaise and placed pancakes on my plate.

"Hey bro, listen I know you want to be partners with Harry for this Transfiguration project later but I seriously need your help. I'm bloody awful at Transfiguration and I can't fail this project." Blaise said, his eyes pleading.

"Why doesn't Pansy help you?" I asked, eating my first pancake.

"I tried, she already promised Hermione she would partner with her so they could split the work evenly. Apparently they are sick of Ron and I not doing our fair share." He grumbled.

"That's smart. Fine I guess we can be partners." I said. He let out a sigh of relief.

***

By the time Transfiguration came around I had already told Harry about being partners with Blaise, he was cool with it since Ron was now partner less thanks to Hermione. The project was easy and Blaise and I finished early. I began writing the essay about the spell, it's uses, and the needed materials. I got distracted halfway through my parchment by Harry's laugh. He was laughing at Ron's failed attempt at the spell. His laugh made my heart flutter. My mind went back to this morning, his sharp hipbones peaking over the towel, the way the muscles on his arms flexed when he pulled on his shirt. I wrote him a note and folded it into a bird, a skill I had learned third year from a Hufflepuff girl in the library. I sent the note to Harry and watched him grab it from the air. He smiled at me before opening it and I winked a response. But before he could read it McGonagall snatched it out of his hand.

"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, note passing is forbidden in class. Especially on a day when you are supposed to be working on a project, or do you no longer have ambitions to pass your NEWTs. Lets see what was so important to interrupt the class." McGonagall scolded. She then began to open the note. I stood up and reached out to try and stop her. "Herbology is boring, you know what I'd rather do? You. Meet me in the common room after class. I want to run my hands through your hair and kiss every part of your body..."

Thankfully McGonagall trailed off before she read aloud everything else I had planned to do to him. The class was horrifyingly silent and Harry and my faces were bright red.

"Detention, both of you. My office after classes." McGonagall finished.

Harry looked back at me with a questioning glance and I shot him an apologetic look. I buried my head in my hands out of pure embarrassment and out of the frustration that my after class plans were ruined. Harry and I went to McGonagall's office after our classes, just like she said. She invited us to sit down before looking at us both sternly.