The Golden Apple [Drarry]

Chapter 2

"Hello there, my dear loving fiancé," Draco purred softly as he took a seat next to Harry as they were assigned to be Charms partners for the rest of the year by Professor Flitwick. "How are you? How was your lunch? I have a few slices of the pie if you are still hungry." Harry's cheeks burned bright red but he ignored the blond adamantly.

"That's not the way to greet your future husband, my Love. How cruel of you to not greet me with a lovely kiss on the lips," the male reprimanded teasingly, making the Gryffindor turned to glare at him even if his cheeks still tainted brightly with colour. "Shut up, Malfoy. If you don't shut your trap now, I'll be asking Professor Flitwick to change my partner," he hissed like an angry kitten.

Draco only chuckled but kept his silence surprisingly before he leaned close to peck his cheek before focusing on the lesson, leaving Harry staring at his parchment in utmost surprise. He looked at the taller, who didn't bat an eye on him at all, with a confused look while his heart was pounding rapidly in his chest at the motion before he tried to focus on his task again.

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"Hello again, dear fiancé. How was your day?" a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist, making Harry unable to stop a squeak of surprise from slipping past his lips. "I hope you're doing well, my Love," Draco purred into his neck. Every student that littered the hallway looked at them with fascination. Harry's face brightened with colour, looking like a ripe tomato. It seemed like that was all he could do around the other male ever since the Grand Proposal™; blushing.

The solid feeling of Draco's body felt nice against his back and he couldn't help but relax in the warmth. "I-I'm good," he stuttered, feeling his heart thundered, hoping desperately that Malfoy couldn't feel the fast heartbeat in his chest. "How are you?" he asked him back, feeling like he should be nicer, seeing as Malfoy was being nice to him even if it was seemingly out of nowhere. "Don't you have classes to go to?"

"My Love," the Slytherin pulled away slightly, keeping an arm wrapped around his waist. Harry tried not to let it get into his mind all that much, both at the pet name and the arm around him. "I have a free period for now. Would you mind it terribly if I were to spend it with you?"

Harry shook his head helplessly as they walked towards the Quidditch Pitch, ignoring the looks everyone was giving them as they passed by. "Hermione had extra Arithmancy; Ron had Muggle Studies," he supplied. "So, I'm kinda on my own for now." Draco hummed and pecked his cheek. Harry's cheeks blossomed with red. "Do you want to study together? I can teach you Potions if you want to. We can go flying if you don't want to."

The black-haired male shifted slightly before nodding. "I'm rubbish at Potions though," he mumbled.

"You're not rubbish at it, sweetheart," Draco waved his insecurities off for the first time in forever. "You're fairly decent at it, which means you can still improve your Potions skills. You just have to have an understanding of it, memorising the ingredients and the steps well. With practice and effort, I'm sure you'll be amazing at it, my Love. Don't worry all that much," he placed a kiss on his cheek lightly. Harry blushed shyly and nodded his head.

Thus, they studied together at the Quidditch Pitch.

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"See? You did well, sweetheart. I told you that you can do it. I'm so proud of you. I didn't even have to help you out much," Draco grinned, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as they walked out of Potions' classroom. "You're a smart person if you try your best, honey," he pecked his temple lightly. They could hear the whispers coming from the people around them but once again, they ignored them as they walked towards the Gryffindor Tower. "You just need to put a little bit more effort into studying. I'm sure you'll be very brilliant."

"O-Oh," Harry looked at him in surprise. "You think so?"

Draco chuckled as they pulled to a stop as they arrived at the intended destination. "Lovely, I know so."