𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐌

Chapter 37

“I still can’t believe you’re doing it,” Draco said with heavy breaths after he and Harry were done with their special assignment class in the Dining Hall on Tuesday.

 

“I can’t either, really,” Harry responded while straddling the bench facing Draco. “My first exams start tomorrow and then I’ll be graduated. Graduated. Me. At sixteen.”

 

“I understand why you’re doing it, though. It’s good that Albus will be here to see that. It will make so happy,” Draco grinned sincerely.

 

“I want to make him proud of me. And I wanted to tell you that he witnessed our…vows thing the day of Severus’ wedding,” Harry said. “He knew already that we’d shared something special that day.” Harry took the hand of his chosen. “I hope you didn’t mind him seeing that.”

 

“Of course not, Harry. I’m glad he did. What could make a father more proud than seeing his son…getting…married or…whatever that was we did,” Draco gave a soft laugh at not even knowing exactly what it was they’d done.

 

“Married. That sounds weird doesn’t it? We’re married?” Harry shook his head. “Aren’t we? Are we?”

 

“I have no idea,” Draco said. “But I don’t care. It feels like it in a strange way. I know we are bound. I know that with every cell in me. And we’ll be together.” Harry smiled.

 

“I agree,” Harry said softly. “Always.”

 

“Always,” Draco said just before Harry’s lips touched his lightly in an extremely slow and equally seductive lip play. “That reminded me of our first kiss.”

 

“When I kissed you,” Harry teased. Draco rolled his eyes.

 

“You know I kissed you first,” Draco said and then thought a moment. “What I want to know is, when we first had sex, I was bottom. So who was de-virginized first? Me or you?” Harry thought for a moment.

 

“Both I would think,” Harry answered not really knowing. “I had no clue what I was doing. Do you realize that?”

 

“No. You did great,” Draco said. “A natural.” They laughed softly.

 

“I thought I had died and gone to heaven our first time. I have no idea how I….did anything. After you told me that you were in love with me I…..” Harry had no words but tried to make hand gestures to get his point across.

 

“Yeah. Me too,” Draco said quietly. “I was scared to death to say anything. But, when I saw you passed out covered in blood on that floor and I ….” Draco made those same gestures.

 

“Yeah. I know,” Harry understood perfectly. “It gets better and better with you. Every time we are intimate, it’s just…..” No words again. Draco nodded.

 

“Yeah,” Draco whispered his complete understanding while moving over to straddle Harry who was straddling the bench. Harry helped pulling him closer. They shared a wonderfully deep and sensually long kiss. And that’s how McGonagall found them.