Is this love? [Drarry]

Chapter 11

Harry's POV

"We kissed." (I was already half-way through the session with Dr. Luggs, avoiding the inevitable of talking about my love for my roommate.) It felt incredible to say our loud, though. I kissed Draco Malfoy, my swore enemy, but current lover.

"Well then, I guess congratulations are in order, Mr. Potter!" Dr. Luggs smiled as well, he was happy for me, as was I.

I probably looked like a lovestruck teenager, sitting in the leather chair across from my therapist, although I guess I was. I replayed the kiss in my head over an over again, longing to relive it, if only once more. "Thank you, sir."

"Anything else you want to talk about today? I seem to recall you going to a party on Friday night?" He questioned.

"Uhm yes. That was- well I couldn't really tell you." I blushed, embarrassed at how drunk I got that night.

"I'm assuming alcohol was involved, unless you hit your head on something.... which would be surprising unless said thing was low to the ground...." Luggs chuckled at his own short joke.

"Come on now, I'm not that short," I definitely emphasized on the word 'that.'

He laughed a bit longer before continuing, "Okay. Now that I've got that one out of me, tell me all about your party. Well, whatever you can remember."

"Well. I remember sitting on the bean-bag chair in the common room," I began. "Everyone was drinking, Draco by far the most. Although, I was probably a close second. People were dancing, laughing, talking, just having a grand time. Nothing too interesting happened during the party. Then Blaise led Draco and I to our dormitory. And-" I hesitated, wondering if I should continue to the next morning's events.

"And?" Luggs replied to my obvious hesitation. "If you feel uncomfortable and do not wish to continue, we can stop."

"No, it's okay. I just don't remember what happened after that." That was partly a lie. At this point I could kind of remember little by little. I remember telling Draco I was cold, then him coming into my bed, then us all over each other, and that's about it.

"What is the first thing you can remember?" He questioned.

"The next morning," I paused. "I woke up, and he was in my bed." Dr. Luggs's eyes went wide with shock. "We didn't do anything, don't worry. Just apparently had a hard core make-out session and Draco was too drunk to get back to his own bed."

"Well then. It sounds like you've had quite the week." He laughed. "Was that the kiss you mentioned when we began?"

"No. That kiss happened that morning. We talked for a bit, then, it just felt right. We kissed. It wasn't long or anything too special, except it was. It was so special, like I could kiss him for the rest of my life." My smile appeared once again.

"Sounds like someone has got quite the crush," Luggs teased.

"You don't even know." Frequently, I wondered what we were exactly. Crushing? Messing around? Dating? I think I've landed on the second option. Nothing was official, and we've only kissed once since 5 mornings ago. It was similar to the first time, er- second time.

"Well. If that is all you'd like to talk about, I think we can call it a day." Luggs leaned back in his chair, waiting for my response.

"I'll see you next week," I smiled at the man across from me as I stood and left the office.

The office was on the fourth floor, the eighth year dormitories on the main. So, it was a decent walk. Lonely too. I walked through the stairwells and down a few hallways, finally making it to the correct floor. I strolled down the corridor, almost making it to the rooms.