To Dare You

Chapter Fifty-nine

A/N: Just fluff like the past various chapters, I know, I'm boring- because next chapter THE Malfoy comes, and yes shi 'bout to get real. (A.K.A. Please gimme ideas on what happens-)

"Dray?" Harry asked, glancing up from his book later that day, where he was considerably fifteen years old. The book fell, due to his dreadful handling of one hand, as the other was positively occupied.

"Hmm, yes love?" Draco gazed up from his activity- stroking and massaging Harry's hand gently.

"My hand is getting irritated darling, hate to tell you," He chuckled, as Draco continued to caress the tender skin.

"Oh, sorry." He pulled away with a blush. "Move over."

"What?"

"Move over," He bounced to the other side of Harry and pushed him to the side, mildly taking his other hand and laying down, beginning to massage the other carefully.

"Whatever," Harry rolled his eyes, picking the book up with his left hand, pleased that both hands were dominant.

Draco pouted. "You don't like it, love?"

"Of course I do," He beamed. "It just gets kinda boring after hours of it."

Draco shrugged. "You love it."

"Maybe," He vocalized, giggling.

"Father is coming in two days' time," Draco keened, staring up into the stars above the bed.

"Can I sleep?" Harry asked sorely.

"No, father is coming soon, I need cuddles while I can," He exclaimed, in a manner of why-are-you-so-dumb-Potter?

"Can. I. Sleep? We can cuddle- while I- we sleep." He grumbled, scootching closer to his love.

"No, I need your full attention." Said Draco, quite stubbornly.

"You suck Dray," Harry menaced as he snuggled into Draco, him back, peppering kisses on his forehead gently, avoiding his delicate scar. "But you're good at snuggling," He giggled, tangling his legs with Draco's.

"We should cuddle more."

"You git!" Harry burst into laughter. "We snuggle every night!"

"I said more, darling." Draco drawled, holding the Potter closer, pressing a long kiss on his forehead.

Closing his eyes, Harry laughed yet again. "Maybe we do."

"I was right!"

"Shut your trap." Harry held Snow close.

All Draco would ever need was in his arms, really. Other than Snow, of course, he should've died long ago.

* * *

"Shut up, Malfoy, we cuddled all fucking night, now let me sleep," Harry grimaced, curling up in the covers.

"No love, more," Draco whined, clinging on to him like a sloth, kissing his neck every so often.

"Draco fucking Malfoy," Harry groaned. "Let me sleep."

"No," Draco repeated, snuggling closer.

"Love, my beautiful boyfriend, Draco, let. Me. Sleep."

Draco stubbornly shook his head, nesting his face in Harry's neck, taking his hand and starting to stroke it again with care.

"It sucks you're so beautiful," Harry chuckled, turning to face him, cuddling into him, letting him caress his hand and pepper kisses on his forehead. "I'm still going to sleep though, nice try love."

Draco whined again, licking Harry's ear innocently, nipping lightly.

"Still-"

He pouted.

"Still."

"Fine, I hate you." He grumbled, turning away.

Harry made a half whine half grumble, bringing Draco back to him and hugging him. "Fine, I'll cuddle with you."

Draco grinned, letting Harry pull him in.

* * *

"Dray, calm down, he's coming tomorrow," Harry sighed as Draco panicked, clutching on to him with force, not letting him leave.

"Too soon, need Harry," He murmured into his chest, burying his face in his sweater.

Harry hummed happily, reading his book while caressing Draco's back gently.

* * *

"Harry, what-" Draco groaned, frowning at the missing presence of his boyfriend. He stared, eyes wide as he looked at the corner where harry crouched, rocking himself back and forth. "H- Harry? What's wrong?" He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"You won't leave me, will you? I don't want to be alone," He whimpered, still moving back and forth, back and forth.

"Wh-"

"Will you?" He asked again desperately.

"No love, why- why would you think that?" He asked with a frown, debating if to go to him or not. "Of- of course not."

"D- don't ever," Harry cried, standing and practically sliding onto the bed, resting on top of a confused and bewildered Draco, shaking, tears falling out of his eyes. "A- are you still here with me?"

"Yeah, I'm here. I'm here, love." Draco murmured, pulling him to his side, hugging him tightly, rubbing his back gently, still quite confused.

Harry whimpered into him, burying his head into his chest.

Draco softly planted a kiss on his forehead, brushing the strands of hair away. "I won't ever leave you, love. Ever, not in a million years," He whispered softly, caressing his cheek lightly, wiping the tears away.

"O- okay," Harry fussed, curling up, letting his boyfriend scoop him into his lap.

Draco smiled, not great like a grin, but more of a fond, comforting smile as he sat up to bring the cowering one into his lap. "Never." He rocked the shorter back and forth comfortingly, humming a light melody into his ears.

Harry cuddled closer to him, allowing the blonde to cradle him, smothering him in light and gentle kisses to the forehead.

A/N: I don't know, okAy?! Anyways- MERRY CHRISTMASSSSS! Or as these arse's say happY christmAs-