One Taste Was All It Took - Drarry

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(Published: 6/8/17)

Draco's POV:

I took Harry's hand and led him down the halls, walking an all-too-familiar path towards the room of requirement. The only place where I knew we'd be completely alone for as long as we wanted.
He seemed a bit confused as I led him toward the room, but he didn't ask as I walked past the portrait three times, thinking of what I need for today.
As I passed the third time, a door formed next to me, and I grabbed Harry's hand again, leading him into the room.
I watched as Harry gaped and looked around at the small room I'd thought up. It had a large fireplace to the right side of the room, and there was a small coffee table in front of it, a couch behind that, and two chairs on either end of the small table. The furnisher resembled a sort of mix between the Slytherin and Gryffindor furnisher in the common rooms, as did the fireplace.
On the left side of the room, there were two large banners, one Slytherin, one Gryffindor, handing on the wall, and near the farthest side of the room, sat a beautiful piano.
I'd learned to play the piano before I could walk, as my mother always thought it would improve my posture or something. I'm not really sure on her logic, but I've always loved the sound of pianos, so I never complained when it came time to practice.
Using my wand, I started a fire in the fireplace, and guided Harry, who was still gaping at the room, towards the armchairs, and sat down, wth him on my lap.
"What do you think?" I asked.
Harry grinned lopsidedly at me. "It's amazing." He said.
"Well, in glad you like it. It took me a whole three seconds to think it up out there."
"I know, and I'm impressed. That has to be a recorder for you. Three whole seconds of thinking!" Harry teased.
I slapped his arm playfully and laughed with him.
"I miss this." He said, leaning his head on my shoulder.
"Yeah, so do I.." I replied quietly.
Harry looked up at me. "Do you play the piano? Is that why it's here?"
I nodded. "Yeah. My mother thought it'd be good for my posture. She was right."
"Can you play something for me?"
That took me a bit by surprise. I wasn't sure that he'd actually want to hear something. "Yeah." I replied, moving to stand, and allowing Harry to slide off of my lap and onto the couch.
I silently walked up to the beautiful grand piano, and sat on the long mahogany bench. Thinking back to all of the lessons, I carefully chose what I wanted him to hear. After all, This would be the first time he's ever heard me play...
(It's the video, if you didn't see it before)
I took a deep breath, and began to carefully work my way through the piece. Though, it wasn't very hard for me. I've played this piece so many times, I barely had to remember were to place my fingers...it just came so naturally to me.
Harry watched in awe as I played through the song. And when I was finally done, he clapped like an idiot and cheered.
"That was amazing Dray!" He said, sounding way more excited than he should have been. Oh well, that's Harry for you.
"You think?" I asked, even though I knew he'd answer with a 'yes'.
"Absolutely!" He replied.
Okay, basically the same thing. I laughed at that. "Good, because I'm not playing again. Not tonight."
He looked a little sad at that, so I added. "Maybe tomorrow..."
At this, Harry perked up and patted the space on the couch next to him, clearly wanting me to come and sit. So, I moved towards the couch, and sat, the fire instantly warming me.
"Thank you." Harry said, leaning against my shoulder.
"Anytime." I replied, placing my arm gently around him.
I'm not sure how long we sat like that for. All I do know is that Harry soon fell asleep.
I didn't want to wake him yet, so I sat there a while longer, watching him breath deeply. He looked so peaceful. Like nothing could bother him.
Not long after, I yawned, and felt my eyes drifting shut. At first, I tried to fight sleep, knowing we'd be missed in our dorms, but soon, I gave in and rested my head softly against Harry's, and I slept.

So sorry for the late update! I'll try to do better.