My Love

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Original Author: poljupcii

Harry was just Harry at the beginning...

It took Draco awhile to start calling him "his love".

It happened on a cold night, with them cuddling under several layers of blankets. They were so close they could feel each other's breaths on their skin.

Harry had just woken up from a nightmare and Draco was gently brushing Harry's tears off of his flushed cheeks. Harry's eyes were squeezed shut and he was sniffing, breathing hitching, his hand clutching at Draco's shirt, not wanting to ever let go.

"Shh... it'll be okay", Draco whispered into Harry's hair after kissing the soft skin of his forehead.

Harry nuzzled his face into Draco's neck and tried to keep the tears away; they were dangerously close to falling again and he didn't like crying- it was just so messy.

Draco's smell was comforting him and Harry's grip loosened up a bit. Draco smiled softly and kissed his head before taking Harry's hand and intertwined their fingers so his shirt was free.

"You don't have to be scared, my love", Draco chuckled a bit. "I'm never leaving you; I'll always be here."

Harry looked up at the gray eyes that gave him the feelings he could never explain to himself, let alone, anyone else or to Draco. "You called me your love.."

Draco kissed him slowly, leaving his lips on Harry's for a couple of moments to make it last, before pulling Harry even closer so the Gryffindor was laying on the blond's chest, his arms wrapped around Draco's waist.

"You are my love, Harry. My only love. I could never let you go...", Draco sighed and started petting the mess that Harry liked to call his hair.

"I love you, Draco...", Harry mumbled against Draco's torso and kissed it a couple of times.

"I know, love." 

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