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          everyone was in hogsmeade. hermione and ron went into a book store. pansy and blaise decided to see some magical creatures. harry and draco were on their way to a restaurant that of course, draco insisted on going to.

          once they were seated harry stole a glance at his surroundings. the insides were covered in a fancy violet colour, decorated with white and gold ornaments. harry liked it, but knew it was expensive.

          he felt bad that draco offered to pay, it wasn't like harry wasn't wealthy.
          ,,potter, do you like the place?" draco hoped he did.

          ,,absolutely. it's gorgeous. tiny bit fancier than i am used to but it's gorgeous, truly. thank you for taking me here draco."

          ,,harry." draco's voice was soft. ,,do you like champagne?"
          ,,never tried it, so i don't know." harry sighed. draco raised both of his eyebrows.

          for a moment, draco let himself think. he looked at harry in front of him. he had a messily buttoned up, black shirt with raised sleeves. he combined that with black skinny pants which were maybe a little too tight from what draco noticed. not that harry had trouble walking around or anything, he didn't.

          it was just the fact that when harry walked his muscular legs made it hard for draco to compose himself. the pants made sure to make the outlines of his arse even more perfect than they were before, harry's thighs looked like a whole buffet and not to mention the pants were high waisted and showed off that harry had nice hips.

          draco wasn't staring. he was observing.

          harry snapped his fingers in front of draco's face.

          ,,what will you eat?" harry asked, gently but the waiter was annoyed.
          ,,oh um, i'll take the singing salmon, some caviar and perhaps rice with a side cesar salad." draco said and the waiter nodded.

          ,,anything else?"
          ,,champagne would be nice."
          ,,which one?" the waiter showed them a list of different kinds.
          ,,the most expensive one."
          ,,oh, is this a special occasion?"

          ,,a very special one." draco emphasized the word very and the waiter nodded. she left, and harry smiled at him oblivious to what draco just said he meant.

          ,,so how are you planning to get me away from my father?"
          ,,molly and arthur have already taken care of that. the only rule you have to go by at the burrow is not ask about how they did it and apologize to the family. easy enough, hm?"

          ,,alright. i believe you. i can't believe i'll be nice to weasley."
          ,,ron."
          ,,huh?"
          ,,his name is ron. and you'll apologize to him after we come back. got it, draco?"

          draco couldn't believe it, he was being bossed around by harry potter. honestly, he did like it. he didn't mind as long as harry wasn't telling him to become all buddy-buddy with weasley. also, this boy was about to become his boyfriend so maybe just listening would be the best choice.

          their food came, they ate in pleasurable silence but the champagne hasn't arrived yet. draco wondered why, but wasn't going to say anything just yet.

          after they were done with the food, draco sighed. harry looked at him alarmed, wondering if something was wrong.

          ,,i wanted to ask you over champagne but looks like that isn't happening. so harry james potter, i'm enjoying your presence, i really like you. be my boyfriend."

          ,,you know that isn't really a question." harry chuckled and draco rolled his eyes.
          ,,but yes, i will be yours. since you demanded it so gracefully."

          and then the waitress came with a cake and the promised champagne. that's when it clicked, they must've thought they were getting engaged.

          and that's how they got a free cake on the night they got together.

          that's also how the rumour that they are getting married started and you can only imagine what the next day at hogwarts looked like.

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