#drarry drable

If he was honest, he had never been so stressed. Even facing Voldemort seemed way easier right now. Not that he would prefer it, of course not, but the stress he was under was something he had never experienced before. Harry was pacing back and forth, trying to breathe.

He couldn’t say why he was so nervous, because he knew that it was what he wanted. Deep down inside, he knew this was the right thing. It was the right thing to do because he had never felt better than with him by his side. He had never felt so loved and more important, he had never loved someone that much.

“Mate, stop walking, it’s going to be fine, you-“, Ron said, trying to comfort him.

“I need to leave this room” Harry replied, and without an hesitation, without worrying about his best friend, he walked out of the cosy office where he had been getting ready all afternoon.

He heard Ron yelling his name, but the latter didn’t try to catch him up, and for a minute Harry felt relieved and was grateful for his friend to leave him alone. After walking for a few minutes, he entered a narrow corridor and saw a pretty little door facing him. He had to admit that even if he didn’t want to rent a castle at first, Draco was right to insist because this place had a lot of charm. Harry opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief, finally happy to be alone. He was about to close the door when he heard a very familiar voice.

“Harry, what- No don’t look back you can’t see me, don’t-“

But it was too late. Draco was in front of him, still buttoning his shirt, and Harry suddenly forgot all his fears to focus on his future husband. He was so dazzled by the beauty of the man he loves, in that costume he could have recognized from a thousand miles away, that he hadn’t noticed that Draco was still talking.

“You’re kidding me, we rent a fucking castle, we’re in opposite rooms from each other but you’re here. I mean, I’m glad you’re here and not running away but we’re cursed, this wedding is going to be cursed, it’s the tradition and-“

As Draco spoke, Harry moved slowly towards him. He decided to quickly forget the part about running away and once in front of him, he finally took his hand.

“I don’t care about the traditions. You’re stunning” he said to Draco, who stopped ranting.

“I- you are beautiful too” he finally said to Harry, realizing for the first time since the man came in how handsome he was.

“This is your Yule ball costume”

“It is, I had it custom-made for the occasion because I know how much you love it”

“I love you”

“Harry, are you okay?” Draco asked, worried. Not that Harry loving him was suspicious but he had the feeling something wasn’t right.

“Yes, it’s just… I kind of panicked, Ron wouldn’t stop talking about his wedding with Hermione and then I just realized what we were doing and, don’t forget I love you right, but I felt a bit overwhelmed”

Draco looked Harry in the eyes for a while before hugging him tight.

“Look, I understand it can be stressful. We’ve been planning this since a year now, and it’s finally happening. But this is what we want, and I promise to make you the happiest man on earth for the rest of my life”

“I know, I just needed to see you”

Harry kissed him tenderly and the couple stayed sit in silence next to each other. They didn’t need to say more, everything was fine.

“Let’s get married, I love you” said Harry after a while, standing up.

“Now get out before I have to say all my vows to reassure you, our marriage is already ruined because you saw me before I walked down the aisle”

Harry rolled his eyes but laughed, recognizing the man he had fallen in love with.

“You and I both now that we don’t do traditional, but you still have to be dramatic. I don’t care if I’m cursed if it means that I’m cursed with you”

“And now I’m the dramatic one?”

Harry kissed him quickly before leaving the room. He heard Draco saying a little “I still love you though” and he smiled. Everything was going to be fine.

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I’m finally answering this after months, I’m so sorry sweetie.. But I hope it will please you because I loved writing it ! Enjoy ♡

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“Mate, you need to stop”

Harry looked away from Draco and Pansy to look at Ron who was sitting next to him. All the eight years were reunited in their common room, as every evening, and the two slytherins were talking together as they were doing for now a few weeks.

“Sorry, what ?”

“You’re doing it again. You’re spying on him. He’s gonna get suspicious you know” Ron replied, wondering why his best friend kept trying to know what Draco was up to.

“No, he isn’t. We’re friends now, this isn’t weird, I’m just trying to know him better”

“So you think it isn’t weird that you’re watching him every move ?”

Harry sighed and decided not to pay attention to Ron anymore. He knew he was right, but he didn’t want to admit it. He knew he was acting weird since a few days. But something was odd, he was sure of it. When they were spending time together, Draco kept leaving earlier and earlier, pretending to have a lot of work to do. Harry wanted to believe him, but something led him to believe that all of this was a lie.

“Harry, you’re alright ?” Someone said, bringing him back to reality. Draco was standing next to him, with a worried look on his face. Harry tried to smile and finally answered.

“Yes, everything’s fine, don’t worry”

“You think I’m worried about you Potter ? You know that won’t ever happen” Draco replied with a smirk and Harry laughed with him. He knew that was just Draco being Draco, and that the slytherin didn’t really think what he was saying. Because Harry had learned to know him, and he knew Draco was always worried about his friends. And as strange as it could be, he was his friend now.

They talked for a while and as Draco was about to go to sleep, Harry tried something.

“Is Pansy okay ?” He asked.

“Hmm, yes, she’s doing fine, why are you asking me this ?”

“I don’t know, you’re spending a lot of time with her lately, and I was wondering if something happened”

Draco shut down and at this moment, Harry knew he had hit a nerve. Unfortunately, he didn’t get the answer he was expected.

“She’s my best friend, I have the right to spend as much time as I want with her, don’t I ?“ Draco said, with a tone colder than he expected. “Sorry, I- I’m just tired and I didn’t want to be rude, sorry, good night Harry” Draco said then, and he left quickly and embarrassed.

Harry wanted to run after him to apologize too but he hadn’t had the time, Draco had already disappeared. He knew he shouldn’t have asked. Reluctantly, he stood up and said good night to Ron and Hermione and went to bed, in deciding to leave Draco alone.

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A few days after, Harry was walking in the castle, looking for a place to work. The common room was full of people talking and laughing, and the library was full of people working, there were no places left. He walked for a few minutes and then entered a room, but he stopped instantly, baffled by what he was seeing.

Pansy was sitting on the floor, next to a radio station which was playing some classical music. In front of her, Draco was moving. Well, he wasn’t just moving, he was dancing. Harry knew he should leave the room, but he couldn’t help himself, he wanted to watch. He couldn’t move. Because right now, Draco was the most beautiful person he has ever seen. The blond man was dancing with so much passion that he seemed he was floating up into the air.

Harry didn’t know how long he stayed like this. He had the feeling he was there for hours, and maybe he could have stayed here forever. But Pansy saw him and the music stopped. Draco looked at her first, wondering why she didn’t let him finish his choreography, then he turned over. He was standing there, out of breath, looking at Harry and the latter wanted to say a lot of things, but he couldn’t. He wanted to say how beautiful Draco was when he was dancing, he wanted to say how much he would like for him not to pay attention to him and dance again, but he was speechless. It was Pansy who broke the silence.

“Well, I think I’m gonna let the two of you”, she said and left the room. After a few minutes, Draco finally talked.

“Potter, what are you doing here ?”

“I don’t know. Well, I know but I mean- I was looking for a room and I thought this one was empty and I didn’t want to spy on you or anything and-”

“Harry, stop. It’s okay, you would have discover it anyway”

And then he said it. “You’re beautiful”

“What ?” was the only thing Draco could replied.

“You’re beautiful. When you’re dancing, and when you’re not too but especially when you’re dancing”

“What are you saying ? You don’t think it’s ridiculous ?”

“Not at all. I- Look, my aunt was a fan of ballet. She was looking at ballets on TV for hours and you know, it was the only thing I was able to watch because she didn’t care if I was here or not, all she wanted to do was to watch the dancers. So I was hided a bit behind her and I watched all the ballets. I found this amazing, it fascinated me. My favorite ballet was Romeo and Juliet. I know, it’s not really original. And… Sorry, I’m talking too much”

“No, keep going”

“Seeing you dancing here, it reminded me so much things. It made me want to spend hours watching you. I never thought I’d say this one day, but dancing feats you so well. And I’m saying it again, you’re beautiful”

As he was saying all of this, Harry didn’t realize Draco had grown close to him. He looked up and then Draco kissed him. And this time, Harry felt like he was the one dancing. When they broke appart, he was smiling.

“Thank you, because except Pansy, no one ever encouraged me to continue this way. And right now, I never want to stop what I’m doing. Thank you for being here”

“Do me a favor, and dance again for me”

Hey, thank you for asking ! I hope you’ll like it <3

Draco couldn’t take it anymore. It had been two days and he still hadn’t heard from Harry yet. The latter didn’t answer to his letters, or even his calls. Draco couldn’t believe that Harry had forced him to take a phone if it was to ignore it each time he called. He didn’t know what was happening and if he had worried yesterday, he felt pretty angry right now.

Why was Harry ignoring him ? Sure, they had a fight last week. But it wasn’t a big deal, and they had spend the weekend together. His boyfriend was stubborn sometimes, but Draco was almost certain that the fight had nothing to do with Harry’s silence. And if he was right, he had to understand why he suddenly didn’t have news anymore.

He left his work earlier than usual and walked toward Harry’s appartement, which was just a few streets away from his job. When he arrived in front of the door, he knocked during what it seemed to be an eternity. He was wondering if Harry really was at his place when the latter opened the door.

Draco couldn’t help but forgot the reason why he was angry and smiled during a few seconds when he saw his boyfriend. Harry was in an old jogging and wore a very large shirt with the sentence “My boyfriend will hear about this” written on it. It was his gift from Harry for his 25th birthday, and he had wondered where his shirt was. He finally had the answer.

“What are you doing here ?” Harry asked, who seemed to not totally be awake yet.

“This is the question I’m suppose to ask you. Why aren’t you at work ?”

“I- Please, go home. I’ll explain to you later” Harry replied before sneezing. Draco understood pretty quickly what was the matter. He moved forward to reach Harry and put a hand on his forehead.

“Merlin, Harry, you’re sick !”

“Yes, and that’s why I need you to go home”

“What are you talking about ? You’ve been ignoring me for two days now. I had to come here to find out that my boyfriend is sick and that he doesn’t want to see me ?”

Draco didn’t understand. They were only dating for a few months now, but that didn’t mean that they had to hide things from each other. Why did Harry keep insisting to be alone ? But he didn’t have to wait long before the young man give him an answer.

“This is gonna sounds stupid but I’m not the same person when I’m sick. I’m angry all the time, at everything. And I don’t want to be angry at you right now, I don’t want you to see me like this”

Draco rolled his eyes and went to sit on the couch before answering. “Oh my god, you’re stupid Potter. You’ve been angry at me for seven years at Hogwarts, I’m pretty sure I can handle it. You think I’m this weak ?”

“No, that’s not what I meant”

“Good. You’re the weak one now, so I’m gonna take care of you. You need to eat, to sleep and to be cuddle. So come here, and I don’t care if you disagree” Draco said, showing Harry the free sit next to him, and that’s what he did. He laid down on Draco’s lap.

“You’re really the nicest boyfriend, caring about what I think and using the right words to comfort me” Harry joked, but he knew Draco was sincere.

“Shut up now, and let me cuddle you”

M/M, HP/DM, rated PG

“Don’t make me go back,” Whispered Draco “please.” There was a long silence as his parents observed him carefully. Draco was seventeen years old; he had white blond hair and matching pale skin. His eyes were a piercing grey colour and were presently gazing pleadingly at his parents.  His mother broke the silence “I’m sorry Draco,” she sighed “but you’ll have to return to school on the first of September.” Fear coursed through Draco – he couldn’t go back. Not after what happened last year.