A Cumming of Age

Sobering Up

Sleep had not come easy to the young, bleach blonde Fabio that night. There was some relief in his body, but all to his mind was nothing but pain, for while he knew what he had done was wrong, he had never stopped to not complete the sin that engorged him. Draco was lost, and while it had seemed the only person looking for him was Harry. There had been so much fighting, so much drama, and so much... hate over the past few days, it had felt like an entire year. He knew he needed a break. He folded up a little note, put it away into his pocket, and snuck out to send the note away. It was the dead of night and it was easy enough to sneak around with as many times as he had gone out, so once he had, he sent out the little note with a whisper and away it flew. 

After a moment of finding the right window, the note tapped itself onto the glass until it woke Harry up enough to find the note and unfold and reveal the words "Study Time?" signed with a little "d" at the bottom. Harry stood up and wrote on the note with his wand through the window "Be right there" and off he went. They each had their own small blankets, though Harry had only one that Mrs. Weasley had left him to use during the school year, though he knew she would never want it back, and a bag full of different papers and books.

By the time Harry had arrived to their spot, Draco had already set his blanket down and had a cup of hot coco for the both of them. It was their thing, their chance to be themselves and to stop acting finally, but also for Draco to  try to get Harry to pass his classes. These little get-away's started off as crazy sexventures for the two, but now are more to get Harry to actually pass any of his classes, and since Draco almost matched Hermione in grades he was good enough to do some teaching of his own. Harry on the other hand was the teacher of a few different subjects whenever they had the time. 

And so they sat there, comparing notes, arguing over answers to different practice tests, and laying in each others arms. They were content, even if Harry had always wanted more, in the moment both were happy.

"Thank you" Harry said to Draco looking up. Draco smiled and grabbed his hand, putting a pencil in his palm.

"What do I need this for?" Harry laughed, "Come on, sit up, I'll show you." Draco responded with a giddy smile. They both sat up against the large tree, their tree, as Draco led his hand to the tree.

"This way we will always be together" Draco said through a grin, as they wrote their initials on the tree. This was peace for them, and as cheesy as it was, it was truly the love that Harry knew he needed.

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lol its been so long so heres some lame ass, gay ass, tame ass romance bish