Months have passed and the relationship between Draco and Harry has grown. Grown to the point that if you see one you would probably see the other. If not as work, then at home, sitting on the back porch.
Not only has their friendship grown, but for both men their feeling have also. Only thing being is they didn't realize the other felt the same.
As an outsider looking in, it was clear as day that they two wanted more. The "friendship" dates, where getting more romantic in nature. Pubs where the first few, then dinner at a local restaurant, next came picnics with strawberries and white wine.
Bodies in the beginning where across the table from each other. Soon chairs would be closer together, and bodies would lean towards each other.
Small touches would start on the hand, a small pat of reassurance. A light caress of the arm. Knees or feet touching under the table. Each touch longer than the last one.
Draco tired of the "what if" game he was playing with himself.
'What if he doesn't feel the same'
'What if I am reading the signals wrong'
"Hell with the 'what if'! I like the man and I want to properly take him out." Draco was talking to himself as he got dressed.
With pure determination, the tall blonde went downstairs to find Harry. He had the perfect date planned out and Harry was the only one he wanted to take.
Draco got everything ready. Food, wine, destination, and now to get Harry.
He found Harry at his cottage reading the latest Quiddittch magazine. Draco's breath hitched as he saw Harry. He knew he was falling again for the dark haired boy. He just hoped that Harry felt the same way.
Taking a deep breath Draco walked towards the man.
"Harry, I would like to take you out on a date." The voice startling Harry.
"Oh hi Draco. What did you say?" Looking up from the magazine, eyes grazing over the sharp lines that make up Draco Malfoy.
"I would like to take you out on a date." Repeated Draco.
"Oh, me? I mean ok..yes." Harry couldn't figure out what to say. A bit shocked at the statement.
"Great." Draco said smirking at the stuttering mam before him. "Can you meet me in the front of the house in about 20 minutes?"
"Wait? Date? Now?" Harry stood up quickly knocking the chair he was sitting in, on to its back.
"I will wait 20 minutes, yes a date, and are you ready now?" Trying to answer the three rapid questions.
"No! I mean yes. Ok, Harry stop." Words stumbled out of Harry's mouth. "I mean, ok, I will be ready in 20 minutes, and I will meet you out front."
Smiling Draco turned to leave, seeing Harry enter his cottage to get ready.
Walking out of the front door, Harry saw a black open carriage being pulled by two hauntingly beautiful thresals. Draco standing at the door with black slacks, and a deep purple shirt, and black leather boots. This time Harry wore, dark blue slacks with a black silk shirt, and he replaced the tennis shoes with a pair of his own black wing tipped shoes.
"Are you ready Harry?" Draco asked taking Harry's hand to pull him towards him. "I hope you enjoy this."
Harry shudders at Draco's voice and breath as it caressed his ear. His feelings have doubled and he is hoping this date means that Draco feels the same.
Once Harry was in and seated Draco climbed up the two steps and seated himself next to Harry. Grabbing the blanket on the bench seat across the way, he layed it over their laps.
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One Love
FanficA brief encounter, a intense spark, a fleeting look back. Will they act upon the feelings or will it go cold. Harry was an Auror for 2 years. Then one day he didn't show up for work. It has been 3 years and the only people who have heard from him ar...
