A Mother's Love

9 - H A R R Y

Oh my god.  Today was so painful.  In the beginning it was because I had to be around Draco.  Ew.  But by the end of the day, all I wanted was to kiss him.  What the hell.

When I accidentally grabbed his hand to apparate... it was like a habit.  My body just did.  I didn't even think about it until he squeezed my hand slightly and I looked up and saw his surprised expression.  I tried to let go, I really did, but my brain didn't let me.  So we held hands.  And I loved it.  

When we got back to my place and started unpacking everything, I realized how much assembly we had to do.  

"Ugh."

"What now?" Draco asked.

"Well, we have to unshrink stuff, and move it, and assemble it all, and I'm too tired for that," I replied lazily.

"Me too." Draco paused before continuing, "Why don't we get a drink?  Unless of course, you don't drink."

I raised an eyebrow.  Willingly spending more time with me?  Why was I so excited?  "Alright then, lets grab a drink.  But only if you agree to call me by my name.  My first name."  Then I threw in, "for your mother's sake, of course."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling.  "Fine.  For my mothers sake."

So I took his arm again and he apparated us to a muggle bar, where we wouldn't be noticed by any paparazzi or anything.  Except he apparated us right in front of a bus.  A moving bus.  Coming right towards us.

"Draco!" I shouted, pulling him out of the way and onto the sidewalk with me, then holding him tightly in my arms for a moment.  He tensed, and I realized what kind of position we were in, so I quickly let go and turned to teasing to get over the extremely awkward moment.

"You could've gotten us killed!  We almost were!  Don't you think before you apparate?"  I fussed, trying to keep my voice down as people were looking at us funny.

"I'm sorry that I was ten steps off of my target, sue me!"  He replied, turning and walking into the pub.

I sighed, following him.  But I took my time, deciding to admire his tight arse while he walked.  

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Draco was on his 3rd shot.  I could tell he was trying to look like he was a heavyweight, but it wasn't working very well.  

I was on my 0th shot, as I hated most hard liquor unless I was stressed.  And honestly, someone has to be the designated apparatee.   But watching Draco get drunk was worth the abstinence.

I myself had a glass of beer.  Sweet and smooth, it was my favorite.  I was surprised the pub carried it.

"Harry," Draco started, bringing my attention back to him.  "Harry, tell me something about you that I don't know."

I chuckled.  "There's a lot of things you don't know about me.  What kinds of things should I tell you?"

"Hmmmm," he looked very thoughtful before his eyes lit up.  "Oh!  Do you have a-" he leaned in and whispered this part, his minty and alcohol stained breath getting me high, "-crush?"

I raised my eyebrow at him.  "A crush?  Draco, I'm 22, not 12.  Crushes are for children.  On that note, yes, I do." I gave him a look, and he egged me on.

"Well then who is it?  I promise I won't tell.  I doubt I'll even remember in the morning," he hiccuped.

"How about I give you hints?  If it flat out tell you, it'll be less fun."

"Okay!  Hmmm... is it a boy or a girl or neither?" 

I looked at him blankly. "Draco, I'm gay."

"Oh yeahhhhh... okay so it's a boy... hmmmm...  did he go to Hogwarts?"

"Yes."  I smiled slightly.

"What house?"

"Guess."

"Hmmmm... Ravenclaw?"

"You think I could get someone smart to date me?  I'm the most blind idiot on this planet," I chuckled.

Draco snorted.  "Are you saying I'm not smart?"  Then his eyes widened as he realized what he said.  I blushed and he moved on, brushing it off.

"Okay, uhhhh... Gryffindor?"

"Nah.  If I dated someone as reckless as me it would be a disaster."

Draco grabbed a fourth shot, downed it and hiccuped again.  "That's fair."

"Slow down, Draco.  We've got stuff to do tomorrow, remember?"

"Eh, I'll just find some hangover potions later."

I rolled my eyes.  "Are you gonna keep guessing?  I'll give you a hint: he's not a hufflepuff."

Draco gasped.  "Then he's a Slytherin?  How did you fall for one of them?"

"Well, he's been extremely flirtatious with me recently, although I'm almost 100% sure he hates me."  I sighed.

"If he's a Slytherin then he does hate you.  For sure."

Wow.  That's a confidence booster. 

"Oh.  Okay..."

Draco didn't seem to notice my disappointment.  "Sooooooo was he in our year?"

"Yep!"

Draco's eyes narrowed.  "Is it... Blaise?"

"Zabini?  No way man.  No offense but he's not my type.  Also isn't he straight?  The guy I like is gay too."

Draco blushed and paused for a bit, before looking at me with one eyebrow raised sexily.

"Harry, I'm the only gay boy in our year who was a Slytherin."

Fuck.  Just my luck.  He knows it's him.

"Uhhhh... no- I- I think there's another-" but I was shut up my Draco's lips clumsily smashed against mine.  I instantly kissed him back, not hesitating to wrap my arms around his neck.

And then he pulled away.  Damn him.

"Let's get out of here," he whispered huskily into my ear.  I nodded, throwing some cash on the bar before pulling him to the men's bathroom so we could apparate away.

"Where to?"

"My place," he said hurriedly.

"But your mom-"

"We can use spells to muffle and shit.  Just go."  I was glad he was letting me apparate us since he was drunk.  We appeared outside Draco's room and he shoved me against the door, pushing it open and forcing us inside.

As he closed the door behind us I thought, This is gonna be a good night.

[the next chapter is smut.  it is very gay, if you haven't picked up on that yet.  its only slightly kinky, so if you aren't comfortable with that, don't worry.  just skip to the next chapter, you won't have missed anything important.  I try to make this as reader-friendly as possible, to an extent.  see you guys next chapter!]