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Draco's POV
It was early on Tuesday, when Harry woke me up with his morning thoughts to be sent my way. We had talked - silently - about no particular things through the night up until 3am. And before that, we'd sat in the library and subconsciously studied for the essay that were soon due. And I was lucky that I was ambidextrous because we'd held hands the whole way through.
'Draco,' Harry somewhat whispered. 'Dray~'
'Merlin, it's early Harry,' I answered, 'I thought you liked sleeping in.'
'Yeah you thought,' he countered.
'Why are you up?' I questioned. ' You only ever get up early for a reason.' I could momentarily feel his happiness radiating through me.
'Well I do have reason. I wanted to see my boyfriend before, during and after breakfast today,' he told me.
'That's sweet,' I admitted, 'but the way to do it is not by waking me up at 6 am.'
'Well I'm Harry Potter so it does.' Harry sassed. I smiled at his silly comment but before I could say anything else he ordered, 'Now meet by the tapestry that leads to Gryffindor in half an hour Tower. B- and don't gel your hair - bye!' And he tuned out.
I rolled out of bed, and cast a quick Tempus as I hadn't put my watch on. 6:07 am. Of course. I stood up, grabbed my robes then rushed into the bathroom.
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I emerged from the bathroom 20 minutes earlier than I would have, due to Harry telling me not to style my hair. I grabbed my bag and wand then headed to the place where Harry and I were meeting.
I ran silently through the common room trying not to alert anyone that I'd even got up or it'd raise questions. I slipped through the door. And made my way up some stairs to reach the tapestry where he'd be.
I reached the tapestry slightly out of breath from the walk. I thought I'd gotten there before Harry, but was deemed wrong when I felt someone — Harry — grab me and pull me through the tapestry.
Harry looked around and when he saw nobody around kissed me on the cheek, then blushed a bit. I turned to him, "Merlin Harry, you scared me!"
"Well," he shrugged. "It's funnier that way!" I rolled my eyes at him while he laughed quietly.
"Okay, apart from that," I said. "Why did you bring me here this early?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Isn't it obvious?" I shook my head. "I expected more from you."
"8 bloody years and you finally realize how I felt," I muttered. Harry slapped me lightly on the shoulder and grabbed my hand.
"Oh shut it," he ordered. Harry dragged me back down the 3 steps he'd made me come up and came out through the other end of the tapestry, still holding my hand.
"Are you sure about this?" I questioned. None of us were out yet and holding hands in public was kind of... relationship-ish? He immediately nodded.
"Is only Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs out, and I'm positive both those houses aren't judgy enough to say a thing."
"Cool," I said. "Where are we going?"
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