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Through notes and behind closed doors

It was in the book that he had wanted to read since a month—it was there, sealed with red wax that had the initial H on it.

A handwritten love note.

"You said you've wanted to read this book and here it is, a gift for you. Now, I wouldn't do this because I'm not a writer and I can't string words together in all the beautiful ways that you do but for you, I want to.

You remind me of all the bright and beautiful places, Draco. You remind me of a windows down weather when the wind is warm and the skies are blue. You remind me of sunrise. You remind me of Autumn and all it's beautiful colours. You remind me of all the love quotes in books, all the love songs that we hear when we're together.

We don't deserve this—we don't deserve to hide our love because of a war. We don't deserve to be together behind closed doors or send notes in secret.

But I'll do this for you, for us. I'll send you notes between classes in secret, I'll love you behind closed doors because it'll be worth it. It'll be worth it because it's you.

I read the book before I sent it to you and it's annotated because I couldn't resist and there is a quote in there that reminds me of you and it's this: I will love you until we run out of mornings and when we do, I will love you in the dark.

It reminded me of you because it can be light or dark, it can be behind closed doors or with our doors held open, it can be through secret notes or through hands held in front of others—I will love you.

Cross my heart, hope to die and all that shit—we'll survive this war and when we do, I'll show you the love we deserve.

But I'll write more notes no matter what because I'm writing them for you."

P.S: there is a bookmark in there♡

It was a wooden bookmark with H+D (with a heart) written on it and it was from the same table he had written it on because of a bet.

A bet between him and Harry.

P.P.S: I might've broken a table for this.

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It's a spontaneous one but it turned out well?

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Hearts don't break around here

"Didn't you used to say you didn't do love?" Draco laughed as the sweet summer breeze passed between the two of them in the balcony, in secrecy, away from everyone in a little world of just their own.

"What happened to your, 'oh- I don't fall in love, I never have, probably never will?' What happened to that heart of stone attitude of yours?" Draco laughed.

Harry shook his head and turned in an abrupt movement to face Draco and not so secretly pulled him by his waist. Draco's hand pressing against Harry's torso.

"You like to tease me so much, don't you?" Harry smirked.

Draco couldn't contain his smile, "I'm just genuinely curious. You used to say you don't do love and yet look at you, right here, putting a flower in my hair and all, being sappy and stuff. But yes I like to tease you very much."

Harry smiled back at Draco and fixed that flower in his hair once again and finally said, "you're right, I don't do love but then you happened. I didn't think I could love until you came along and now all I wake upto is knowing that I've never been more happier than now, knowing that I'm in love with the best man I could ever ask for. So Draco Malfoy, I don't do love, but I love you- and I'll probably never love anyone else. So, do me a favour and never break my heart?"

Draco turned red, even his ears turning pink and his heart beat racing but it was all in the good name, it was all in love. He smiled at Harry, uncontrollably and without so much of a second thought he said,

"I'll never break your heart. Ever."

"Good, because I don't want you to." Harry smiled.

They remained silent for a while, just adoring each other from few centimetres away even after all this time of dating but then perhaps their love was kind of the most beautiful type of love, one where hearts don't break around and everyone wishes to know what the two had but the truth is, the two only had love, the love their didn't store for anyone else but each other. And it was the best type.

"You're a total sap by the way."

"Shut up before I throw you off the balcony." And they both laughed.

Like I said, the most beautiful kind.

This was impulsive y'all but I wish to have this kind of love 😭

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His lucky charm

YES, IT’S FLUFF Y’ALL.. FINALLY// also using this as an opportunity to flaunt my photography (the background is og)...

He searched and searched and searched. He literally flipped out his entire closet out to find that specific T-shirt, his Nirvana shirt that was his lucky charm, the one he wore on all the special occasions, he even wore it to his first date with Harry underneath his shirt. But right now for the life of him he couldn't find that specific T-shirt and he needed to leave in the next 15 minutes if he had to reach the portkey. It was a very important day for him and that job was once in a life time opportunity and he couldn't screw that up, he couldn't do it, he needed to get that job today but without his lucky t-shirt, he might never get that job. It was official that he was losing his mind.

He huffed as he put all the clothes back in his closet and resumed searching in Harry's closet to see if by mistake it has gotten in his closet but it wasn't there either. He groaned loudly and as a last resort went to search in the laundry if the t-shirt was there even though he knew that the last time he wore the shirt was 3 weeks ago and he vividly remembered keeping it in his closet. Unfortunately, it wasn't in the laundry either and he finally went to the bedroom again to ask Harry if he had seen his t-shirt.

"Harry." Draco called out and Harry groaned loudly, he was sleeping in late, again.

"Harry, just get up. I need your help, alright." Draco called out again and this time Harry groaned even more loudly.

"HARRY!" Draco called again and this time he took Harry's blanket away to get him out of the bed.

And.. There was his T-shirt.

"Will you just let me sleep. It's a fucking weekend, Draco." Harry loudly said as he rose up from the bed and collapsed back into the bed again, turning over.

"Harry, you're wearing my damning shirt." Draco pulled Harry up but Harry wrestled so Draco collapsed with him into the bed.

Harry wrapped his around Draco's waist and didn't let him get up, "a few more minutes babe." Harry softly said.

Draco rolled his eyes and tried to break free of his grip, "Harry, you're wearing my shirt and I need it."

"just wear another shirt." Harry mumbled.

"Harry, it's my lucky t-shirt-"

"I love this t-shirt, alright. Its comfortable. I'm not giving it back." Harry said opening his eyes and looking at Draco.

"But Harry-”

"Bullshit. I’m not giving it back. I’m already wearing it.” Harry groaned. 

“Harry, this shirt is important to me, please just give it back. Wear any other t-shirt of mine but just give this one back, it’s my lucky t-shirt. I won’t make it through the interview without it.” Draco explained turning so he was facing Harry. 

“You just think this shirt is your lucky charm when you don't even need any lucky shirt or any charm to get you through something-"

"No-"

"oh would you just- shush- you're the Lucky charm, baby. You don't need this shirt or a necklace or a watch to get your through anything. You are more than enough, Draco."

"But I do, I really do. Every time I’ve worn this shirt, I’ve never failed. I need it, Harry.” 

Harry huffed as he was fully awake now. He properly opened his eyes and saw Draco, 

“Okay, today what if, I give you this shirt and you wear it and you don’t make it through? What then? Would it turn into your unlucky t-shirt then?” 

Draco shrugged, “probably.” 

Harry rolled his eyes and got up, pulling Draco up too so they both were facing each other. He softly cupped Draco’s face and said, “You’re a dumbass to think all of that. Do you know how stupid you sound when you say something as insignificant as this t-shirt is your lucky charm? You are all the lucky charms you need, Draco. You are the luck you need. You are all you need to walk into that interview, impress the fuck out of them and get that damning job. This t-shirt might have made you believe that you got through because of this but the actual reason is you, the incredible, amazing, beautiful, talented you. Its the little things that are your lucky charms, like you are for me and you know why, because you’re my purpose. My main purpose. At the end of the day whatever I do is to spend more time with you, to make you happy and to be with you.. Like you are my lucky charm, Draco, you are also yours because you’re you and you don’t need anything else. You get me? I don’t care whatever you say but today you’re gonna go to that interview without this enormously comfortable t-shirt and still get that job because I know you will, because I have faith in you and you should have faith in yourself too. So, now you go and get that job and you make me proud while I finish my beauty sleep, okay?” 

Draco chuckled and in the moment’s of motivation he leaned forward and kissed Harry. He pressed his forehead against his own and said, “How the hell did I land up with someone as lazy and immensely incredible as you? What did I even do to deserve you?” 

“You are you. That’s made you have me, get me, deserve me, nothing less, nothing more and I am me, which is why I have you, which is why I deserve you.” Harry smiled. 

“For someone who haven’t had his morning coffee yet, you’re awfully positive.” Draco joked. 

“Oh trust me, honey, only for you, the rest of the world knows me as an asshole before coffee.” and they laughed. 

But when Draco did end up at that interview and when he absolutely nailed that interview, without the one thing he thought he needed, he was beyond proud of himself and extremely happy that he met Harry. 

When he came back home with all the baked cupcakes and saw Harry still sleeping in, he realised one thing, that t-shirt may have been his lucky charm in the past but now, the only lucky charm he needed was Harry. As long as he had Harry in his life, nothing could ever possibly go wrong because like Harry said, Draco gave him a purpose, Harry was Draco’s purpose. He was the reason that he woke up with a smile each morning and slept in the night, he was the reason he went to parks, he was the reason he loved people, he was the reason why all the air in the world seemed much better, he was the reason why the world seemed like a better place. 

So,as long as he had Harry in his life, nothing would ever go wrong and Draco had absolutely no plans on ever leaving Harry, ever. 

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Right where they should be

We talk the least about the beautiful accidental meet ups with the most important people of our lives. If a nickel was given for everytime each one of us met our favourite people in the most random ways, then the world would deal with millions. The thing about these cute accidental meets is that it's dependent upon fate. A lot of us might not even believe in fate but they met through fate, they met in the most random ways but almost painfully beautiful way. We can divulge from fate all we want but not them because maybe In their book, they were fated to meet when drenched in the sparkles, with glitter in hair, rainbow on cheeks and in the most true form of them, in a simple closeted bar with people just like them. They met when they were truly themselves.

"You?" Harry asked, his smile almost contagious.

Draco shook his head, keeping it low and shrugged, "Unexpected?"

Harry kept smiling then shook his head, "Honestly, not even a little bit. If anything, this is exactly where you deserve to be found."

Draco smiled at him and nodded, maybe in agreement or maybe because he didn't know what else he could've said.

"Wanna dance?"

Harry couldn't believe himself but he nodded, he agreed and he danced, if only for one night, where he was truly himself, where Draco was truly himself.

For one night, they were maybe more than just themselves, maybe they were all that they ever desired to be and that night, in accident they met each other, why? Maybe fate. But they met and that was a start to one story that went down decades, one story that won too many hearts, one story that only had happy ending.

YES A PRIDE PROMPT. HAPPY PRIDE TO ALL OF YOU, TO ALL OF YOU IN BETWEEN, ALL THE CLOSETED ONES, ALL THE OPEN ONES, ALL THE STILL DISCOVERING ONES, ALL THE ALLIES, TO ALL THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE WHO DESERVE LOVE, NOTHING LESS AND NOTHING MORE. LOVE IS LOVE. 🌈. 💜💙💚💛🧡❤️.

In the heart of Rome

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It was in that sweet summer day, when they had ran miles away from their tour guide, on their own, leaving all their friends behind when they made their favourite memory. The fondest of them all.

Harry and Draco in the small town of Rome.

Neither of them cared where exactly they were, and at that moment it didn't even matter. What mattered was the uncontrollable that was leaving both of their lips, the never ending pain their stomach from all the laughing. They ran and ran into nowhere, crossing all those little water fountains with drinkable water, passing more than a couple pizzeria’s, colliding into angry Italians but they didn’t care because they were running, with each other and it was more than anything they could’ve asked for. 

And then after minutes of running, they came to a halt when the sun was setting down, and the most beautiful light of the world was finally setting down and in their wicked fate, they were right where they needed to be, right where they were meant to be, in front of the famous Colosseum. 

The most beautiful place in the entire city. Perhaps even one of the most beautiful places in the world. 

“Its beautiful.” Draco gasped, his eyes sparkling in awe. Harry had never seen him smile so beautifully but maybe it was Rome. It made Draco look even more beautiful. 

But Harry didn’t look at the Colosseum, he didn’t need to, instead he kept looking at the most beautiful human being he had ever met, “The view is beautiful.” 

Draco shook his lightly, completely amazed by the lights, the serenity, the place, everything. He was just in awe. 

“This- Harry- this is right where I’ve wanted to be my whole life like really my whole life, I've searched for this this place. I mean- look at this.” 

“Me too.” 

“Harry-- you’re looking at me.” Draco finally turned and smiled at him. 

Harry shrugged, “So? I mean it.” 

Draco smiled even more fondly, “You mean what?” 

“That my view is beautiful and I’m right where I’ve wanted to be my whole life.” 

“You- You don’t mean that- you can’t mean that.” 

Harry shook his head and smiled. He took a step forward, towards Draco, leaning closer to his face so he could caress his face, “I do. I mean it very much.” 

“But you-” 

“Shush- I do. I mean it.”

Draco still shook his head, he didn’t want to believe him, how could he? He was just someone who was ordinary enough that Harry could never pick him. 

“Why?” 

Harry shrugged with a smile, “Do I need reasons?” 

“Why me?” Draco himself didn’t even comprehend the whole thing, the whole situation, he himself didn’t but as if maybe his hearts wire were connected to his brain, he let the words out. 

“Again, Do I need reasons?” Harry smiled.

“But me?” 

“Is it so wrong?” 

“Its not wrong, but I- I don’t deserve you, or anything you offer Harry.” 

Harry shook his head and slid his hands so he could hold Draco’s hand. 

“Lets leave the whether I deserve you or not part on me. I think I can decide for myself who I deserve or not on my own and frankly I don’t care who I deserve. Its you. Its as simple as that. Its you I like and honestly, you’re the best choice I ever made.” 

“I hardly should be your choice, Harry. I’m not supposed to have you.” 

“And why is that?”

“Because you’ll always deserve better than someone like me. You’re not supposed to like me because you can have someone so much more better. Let alone, everyone you’ve ever loved was and will always be far better than I am and being with me would be nothing but a problem you’d want to get rid of one day. I’m not supposed to have you, because I’m not supposed to have someone as incredible as you.” 

Harry frowned, deeply hurt. His expressions saddened immediately and he said, “You think so little of you, Draco. What makes you say that you’ll ever be a problem to me?” 

“Because that’s what I’ve always been. A problem, a burden, someone people eventually leave.” 

Harry stepped further closer and closed Draco’s eyes with his hand. 

“Can you see anything?” 

“Obviously not.” 

“That’s what you think of yourself. You think of yourself as nothing,” and Harry took his hands off his eyes and continued, “and you know what I see you as? That.” he pointed towards the Colosseum. 

“The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, where I’ve always wanted to be too.” 

“But Harry-” 

“No. Draco, you are and will be the one I’ve wanted and I’m not going to let some stupid American guy or anything else take you away from me this time. You can say all about how I don’t deserve you but I do and even if I don’t, I want you and I’ll want you for I don’t know how long because right now I like you more than anyone I’ve ever liked. Hell, I think I’m already halfway in love with you and I’m sorry I can’t care about whether you think that I deserve you or not but what I care about is making you laugh, about making you smile, listening to all your absurd theories, about letting you be sassy with me, about spending time with you, I care about you and I care about loving you and fuck me but I want to visit the rest of the world with you, only with you, because if coming to Rome with you feels like this then I never want to get rid of this feeling. I don’t know if it means anything to you or not but you mean much more to me than possibly anyone in my life ever has and its scary as fuck how much I’ve thought about being with you, holding your hand and coming here with you but I have and all of it, its my favourite thought. So, Draco Malfoy, I think I’m saying is I’m falling in love with you and there is no way out, alright and I don’t know if you love me the same or not but I’ll give you your time, but right now, you’re everything I’ve wanted that I never knew of and I’m not going to ruin my chances with you, ever.” 

And Harry saw a tear slip from Draco’s eyes. 

And yet he was still the most beautiful person he had ever seen. 

“Me?”

Harry almost laughed but he nodded, “Very much.” 

Draco smiled and just because he couldn’t believe he shook his head, “I’ll be mental to turn you down after that long speech.” 

Harry chuckled, so did Draco. 

“Can I kiss you?” 

Draco didn’t say anything for a minute but when he did, he had already taken a step forward and he kissed him before Harry could ask twice. 

And they kissed, with the light of the sunset falling right over them from the windows of the Colosseum. 

They didn't talk about the future, they didn't talk about the past, they didn't do anything else but held hand and roamed the entire city together, all the beautiful places in the most beautiful city in the world. All the while they were in the city, they did everything together, from seeing the most common things to the most beautiful architectures because it wasn't about the place or the city or the capital, but it was about them. It was about the love they had for each other, it was about knowing in that city that, that was right where they have always wanted to be, the place they've always searched for, the person they've lived their entire life searching for, each other.

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(Ps. i want to cry over how this took a personal turn)

(Ps.2. It has been in my drafts for longer than I knew)

Risks involved

"what if it doesn't work out? What if one day she just realises she can do much better than me? What if one day she wakes up and realises she doesn't love me? And bigger what if she never loved me at all? What if at the end, all I'm left with is myself in a cheap motel with a small white dog, a few clothes and my car key, that's all? What if she says no? Merlin- I can't- I can't do this, Dad, I just know I can't. I should just get out of it before she does- it'll be much better--" and then it followed a bunch of gibberish words Albus kept talking to himself, maybe designing the future of what if.

Harry sighed as he saw his son frantically pacing the room. He had seen this so many times before but maybe this one felt more closer to home than the rest because it was family after all, tonight his life was going to change and somewhere Harry would always involved in that change but right now, he just wishes his son would just shut up for just one bloody second.

He saw Draco standing near the door, smiling at Harry with a thumbs up, teasing him just because he knew he could but when Draco left with a wink, Harry rolled his eyes knowing Draco wasn't going to come and help.

"Al- Son- Al, Al- ALBUS- shush-" Albus turned to face Harry, but his nails were in his mouth and he was continuously chewing his nails away like he did in nervousness and as distracting as it was, Harry let it slide for once and continued, "you're just nervous."

"But what if I'm right? What if I'm down on my knees and she makes a weird face and says no and it ends right there, whatever we have or what if she says yes but three days later she says no. What then? What if I'm right?" Albus was hyperventilating and Harry knew about it.

Harry shook his head and said, "and what if you're wrong? What if it's all in your head? No- shush- let me do the talking now. What if what you're left with is a yes when you're down on your knees and she says she wants to marry you and love you for all her life? What if she says she loves you and can't wait to marry you? What if at the end, it works out, all of it? What if it works out in the way that in the end you have a good wife, a nice family, a family dog, a house to grow old in, what if it all works out for the best and works out just the right way that the day you die, you know all your life was worth it? That you have no regrets by spending it with the one person you love the most in the whole goddamn world? What if in 40 years from now, it works out and you're sitting right where I'm sitting and saying this to your own child? That girl is out there, going through photo albums of yours that even we don't go through and pin pointing you in every picture, that girl is the same girl who got you a dragon plushie on your second date just because you said you had one just like that when you were a kid, it's the same girl who said I love you to you on your fifth date. She's in there for the long run, son and you gotta take your chance, take the risk because what if, it all works out? Then it would be wow, having everything you'd ever want, right there with you because you never know what a simple sentence can change. So tell me, do you want to get down on your knee and propose to the women you love or are you going to freak out like your daddy in the living room?"

"I do not just freak out in the living room, okay." Draco called out as he entered the living room where they both were.

"But if what I don't find what you guys have? You guys- just fit, you know and it works out for you, like it always have. What if I never find what you guys have?" Albus asked, his worries floating through the entirety of his being.

Harry chuckled looking at Draco, "Trust me Albus, I fought the entire world for this man and so can you. If you love her, if it's meant to work out then no matter what, no matter the consequences, you'll be together, forever even."

"He's not wrong you know. We may seem like we have it all together right now but there were so many risks involved, there was so much chaos, so much pressure, too much emotions attached. If only you had seen us fight literally everyone we knew just to have what if we have right now. Love is never supposed to be easy, but it's the person you're with who makes it easier and I'll bet a hundred galleons, she makes loving easier for you, too." Draco added as he came and stood behind Harry, his arms encircling his waist before he rested his chin over Harry's shoulder.

"but-"

"what if it works out Albus? You'll never know until you try. You took the risk to ask her out, you took the risk to fall in love, take this one too. Go out there, stop being so scared. It'll work out for you, believe me, it would. I know love when I see it and it is that." Harry reassured and in a few more seconds Albus nodded and started with his gibberish all over again before taking the white velvet box out of his pocket and smiled.

"I'm going to do it."

Harry and Draco smiled at him and encouraged him a little more before he went to the kitchen saying he needed a little water.

"He gets it from you, you know?" Harry said turning his head a little to see Draco.

Draco frowned as he turned Harry around, his hands still over his waist, "Get what from me?"

"The whole freaking out thing. This nervousness. He gets it from you. Remember how scared you were before proposing me that you almost collapsed on the floor when I was in shock." Harry teased.

"Yeah, well, you'd had been too when you're standing in front of the one you want everything with and that person is looking like he's solving Pythagoras theorem in his head."

And Harry let out a loud laugh because he knows he remembers the look on Draco's face when Harry was taking his time.

"But it doesn't matter you know?"

"Why?" Harry smiled.

"Because it worked out in the end. It worked in the way that I have someone I love, someone I will love for the rest of my life, someone I have a family with and have a family dog and cat with. It worked out in the end, after everything, every fight, every disaster, every risk, it all worked out and it makes me so happy that it all worked out with you." Draco smiled.

Harry nodded, smiling, "It was meant to work out. I'd had led into battles to have you, otherwise."

"Knowing you, you probably might've." Draco teased.

And they stared at each other for a while longer than 3 seconds and realised that even after years, they still saw each other as the young boys in love. To Harry, Draco would never be old, to him he would always be the 21 year Draco he fell hopelessly in love with and so did Draco. It's almost as if time never really moved, that all the time never really passed but all it ever did was pass, all the time had passed, all the years and yet they're still locked in time, in memory and in love.

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Dedications and annotations

Since I haven’t posted in a really long time, here’s a microfic. // Fluff //

They were bundled up in the corner of the library together, away from all those loud noises, away from all the snickering, away from all the chaos, away from all the babbling, away from all the judgemental looks, away from everyone else in the world except each other with a heap of books sprawled all across them under a warm blanket and a candle to illuminate the space. 

They didn’t say it out loud but they both knew they could spend their entire life there together. Many would say what would they know of love, they were merely 19 but what more was there to know of love rather than it being found in the arms of another. For many it was hard to think of Harry and Draco together, for many it was shocking, for many it was unbelievable and for many it was a lie but to them it was the most eventual, believable and truthful thing in the world. They could care no much of what anyone else would say about them because they both knew they would fight armies if they had to for each other but they didn't say that out loud, yet, only because of fear because we're told as we grow up to not make our love the loudest thing in the world and even though they wouldn't follow the world, their internalised self did, unfortunately.

But right now, they were there, with books around them and in arms of each other. There was nowhere else they'd rather be and then suddenly as if it was the most gradual and obvious thing, they indirectly confessed the intensity of their love.

"These book dedications can be absurd." Draco hummed as he flipped through a page of the book he had picked up to read with his head rested against Harry's chest.

"Of course they're absurd. They're always for the most special people in their lives."

Draco rolled his eyes and showed Harry the dedication of the book he was holding, "This is special? 'To my old editor for making me believe that there are better editors out there.' Does that seem special to you in any way? Its pure absurdity."

Harry sighed, "Fine, okay, maybe they're absurd, but maybe they're absurd for a reason. Think of it this way that this writer, whoever it is, dedicated it to their old editor, whether there is a limerick or not, it's still dedicated. And what do you know, maybe the old editor is their best friend and asked them to write it."

"Harry." Draco rolled his eyes fondly, "That's bullshit. If you're dedicating a book to someone, it should always be something nice. The entirety of the gesture of it is so nice, yes it's scary to have a whole ass book being dedicated to you but to think that when they were writing and thinking and thinking about who should they dedicate and then come to conclusion that out of the entire world, they want to dedicate it to you. The thought of it is so nice, it shouldn't be associated with a limerick in my belief."

"Fine, who would you dedicate your book to?"

"Easy.. either my mom or to someone I love, like you."

"You would dedicate a book to me?" Harry asked a bit surprised.

"I love you, so, yes if I were writing a book right now, I'd totally dedicate it to you." Draco shrugged as it it was no big deal but it was a huge deal, it was huge.

Harry smiled and kissed the top of his head, " I'd annotate lines from that book for you then."

"You don't need to do that." Draco said.

"shush- I would want to. Anyways, let's think of a limerick I'd write in dedication for my book." Harry said as he changed the topic.

Even though Draco smiled, he went along with the change, "Maybe you can say, To Voldemort, for giving me existential crisis."

Harry immediately laughed, "that's a really good one. Maybe I can even write one to Bellatrix, To Bellatrix for making me realise to always wash my hair."

And Draco snorted out loud.

They talked of many more dedications that night, of many more funny dedications and so many more romantic ones but the whole thing settled that if Draco were to ever write a book, he'd dedicate it to Harry and Harry would annotate lines to Draco. The world may say that they didn't know much about love but maybe they knew more than what their generation knew of love because to exist and love someone enough to think about annotations and dedications, that was something entirely different.

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Mid summer in moonlit hours

This is my gift to @drarrywords. I just wanna say, thank you for sticking by, always and for being one of the best beta reader I could ever ask for. You’re a wonderful being, and I’m so glad we met even if sometimes I’m terrible at showing it. This is for you and I hope you like it. Happy birthday bestie, I love you.  

The first time it had came up in the conversation was when they were on a picnic in the park of Harry's neighborhood. They were only 3 months into dating then but Harry knew that it was everything he ever needed, it was those times when everything was just as perfect as it could ever. He had just returned with pretzels when he saw Draco playing with a dog. It wasn’t entirely a strange sight but it was definitely something new, it was sort of unlike Draco to him or maybe something along the lines that he didn't really expect Draco to be a dog person but he would've been a fool if he did not admit that seeing Draco with that dog was adorable.

As anyone would've done, Harry asked him if he ever have had a pet before and to his surprise Draco had said yes. 

“It was the cutest little thing. I still think about him a lot.” Draco had said with a smile, still playing with that dog. 

“Tell me more.” Harry had asked curiously with a smile. 

“Well, He never really stayed long enough for me to name him, say I was still trying to figure out what to call him because I just wanted it to be symbolic but unfortunately he didn’t stay with us long enough, he had to be sent away. But, you know, he was still one of the best things that ever happened to me. Its strange how it takes you months to get attached to a person and just few moments with puppies. Holding him in my arms for the first time, it just- felt like it was everything I ever wanted to hold and I never wanted to let go of him and oh- he was just so sweet. You know, he would just come up to me and lay in my lap whenever he’d want to get sleep and I’d sing to him and like the cutest little creature, he’d doze off, right in my arms. You know how they say that you get things in life right when you most need them, It was that time, having him was the best thing that happened to me during those times but saying goodbye, fuck you have no idea how hard it was, still makes me so sad to think of him and I just wish I wouldn’t but I tear up every time. He was like all the beautiful, bright things in this world, like the sunlight that melts the snow, like the warmth that wraps your heart in a cocoon and it just felt so safe, being with him even though he was literally defenseless,” Draco had chuckled, taking a small pause for a while, zoning out for mere seconds perhaps in the memory of him but then he came back and what he said next, just touched Harry more than he ever realised, “On the day that we had to send him back, he came to me, he curled in my lap and I had put everything aside, and I sang to him and for once, just that day he didn’t sleep, he just kept looking at me and with that look in his eyes, a part of me was just ripping apart but I didn’t want to stop singing. He just so sweetly pressed his nose into my hands when I was singing- I just- jeez, i’m sorry this got intense, I didn’t really mean to. I just really loved him.”

But to Harry it didn’t matter if it got intense or not, to him he could listen to Draco talk about that puppy forever and he couldn’t figure out why, but all he wanted was to bring back that puppy to him and make him happy again and he wanted to even hear Draco sing to the puppy. He could just picture him with that puppy and Harry loved that imagination. 

“It must’ve been so hard to let go.” Harry had finally said as he reached for his hand and rubbed little circles over it. 

Draco shook his head with a little smile,”Very hard.” 

Harry couldn’t help himself but kiss Draco’s hand as he held, he just wanted Draco to be alright, to be happy, again. 

“He’ll always be a part of you no matter what and you know what I think, I think you shouldn’t get sad thinking about him because he made you happy, right. And even if it does make you a little sad, he can still be all those things to you, the sunlight, the warmth, everything you ever said, you don’t have to let go of him because you only ever say goodbye to things you are going to forget but you are never going to forget him, so he’s just here, with you, always, in your heart besides I also think he wouldn’t really like to see you all sad over him, he’d want you to be happy.” Harry had tried to cheer up, but even he knew he was failing miserably at it. 

Draco however had chuckled, “That might be the most dorkiest thing I’ve ever heard you say.” 

“Well- I am a dork.” Harry shrugged. 

Draco fondly smiled at him and then finally said, “I don’t know, I think It’ll always feel a little sad just thinking about him but he makes me more nostalgic than anything else.” 

Harry had nodded, this time because he understood what Draco felt, even if he never really understood the intensity of it but he understood what letting go must’ve felt like, so, he finally said, kissing the inside of Draco’s palm, “I know.” 

But they never really talked about it after that, ever, and maybe it was better that way but ever since that day, thinking about that day was what Harry did more than often because that conversation had left him feeling nostalgic over what he never even had but mostly he wanted Draco to be with that dog again. He wanted something impossible but currently it was ages ago when they had that conversation. They were far ahead of only 3 months of dating, they had reached an entire year and it was Draco’s first birthday after they had moved in together and Harry had gotten him the best gift he could possibly think of. 

Harry had waited till the very end of the evening when everyone had left because he wanted it to be something just between him and Draco. So, then it happened, Harry bought his gift and presented it to Draco. 

“Now, before you open this, I just want to tell you, I love you okay and I just hope you like it.” 

And then Draco opened the soft unsealed box with a wooden basket and there laid that puppy Harry had bought him. 

“I know this isn’t anywhere close to the puppy you had but ever since that day, I just knew this is what I wanted to get you. I know it’s not the same but I hope you can love him as much as you loved your puppy.” 

“Harry-” Draco choked and he kept that basket aside for a single minute to hug Harry so tight that he was panting for breath once they broke apart, “I never thought you’d get me a puppy.” 

Harry shrugged but then he helped Draco to sit down on the couch and he knelt before him, taking his hands in his own and said, “Look, you know all those things you said about your puppy that day, how it made you feel warm, like sunlight and heart being wrapped in a cocoon and feeling safe, you make me feel those things too, in a totally different context and you can see i’m totally terrible at giving these speeches but- Draco- I just want you to know that I love you so much that I want you to feel those things again, with this one, with me by your side and I want you to sing that song to our puppy and I want to hear you sing, I want to watch you sing. I- I guess what I’m trying to say is somewhere along the lines that I want to look after this puppy with you, together and I want to see you happy with our it, too. Do you get what I mean? because I have no idea what I’m trying to-” 

“Shush- I love you too and I love this, okay?” Draco reassured Harry after cutting him off. Draco smiled at Harry and kissed his forehead because it was just hard not to at that moment. 

“I never thought you’d do this for me, but this gesture alone means a lot to me, like I can’t even explain. I love it so much, I wish I could truly explain but I’m so overwhelmed, I’m at loss of words, like really- Harry. I just wish I could explain-” 

“You don’t have to and you know what, we don’t even have to talk about it. Okay. Lets just- Do you want to just name him with me?” Harry asked as if it wasn’t a big deal but it was, it was a huge deal but the way Harry just asked made Draco chuckle. 

“Yes, I want to name him with you, Yes, yes, I do.” He said as though it was a proclamation to something and maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t but it didn’t matter because in that moment it made both of them so much more happier. 

“What should we name him then?” Draco asked. 

“Anything you want to call him.” Harry said with a smile. 

“Anything?” 

“Anything.” 

“Do you think he’s Louis?” Draco asked too innocently taking that puppy in his lap. 

Harry smiled with a nod, “He can be a Louis.” 

And then they called pet the puppy, they both called him Louis and like the sweetest little gesture the puppy nudged his nose into Draco’s palm. 

And It just fit, He was the most Louis he could ever be and it wasn’t just that, they all just fit in that small beautiful of a home, together, they all just fit.  

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Blankets in living room

I know this isn't exactly the best of what I could write but I wrote this as a fast request for my dearest dumbass who got sick <3 (@drarrywords ) I hope you like it// fluff//

"hello?"

"Draco, can you do me a favour-"

"You're sick, aren't you?"

Harry huffed on the other end of the phone, he knew there was no way he could pretend to be fine and get away with it cause Draco already caught him in his act, he was going to anyways.

"Harry?"

"Yeah fine, I am. I caught a cold last weekend and now I just have fever."

Draco didn't say anything for a minute but Harry could bet 100 percent that it was because he was packing up everything at his office to come to him.

"Draco?"

"I'm coming over and don't you dare move from your bed. I have the spare key, I'll get in myself. Stay under blankets, wear something cozy, get comfortable. You better be under blankets when I come over, Harry."

Harry grinned on his side and simply replied, "Yes, sir."

"It's not funny, Harry. You don't realise how low regard you have of yourself." Draco huffed.

Harry heard the clinking of the keys on Draco's side which meant he was going to be there very soon.

"I never said it's funny and I do have regard for myself."

"You do not. Shush- I'm coming over."

And within minutes Draco was at his place and like he said, he entered with the spare key he had and the first thing he did was enter his bedroom and checked Harry's temperature.

"Hello to you too." Harry finally said.

Draco set the thermometer aside and said, "This is not good, Harry. Why didn't you tell me before that you didn't feel good enough? I would've bought you some soup and- gosh you went to work yesterday, right? When you knew you were about to get sick, why would you? You know what I actually should've known, you didn't even sound well last night on the call. Sometimes I swear Harry, you make the dumbest move and the worst part is you don't even care for your own self, you hardly ever do and I keep telling you to take care of yourself but no, you don't even want to listen to me. Happy now that you're sick and have to stay under this pile of blanket for 3 days?"

"3 days?"

"Do I look like someone who's gonna let you move from your bed until you're absolutely fine?" The fact that Draco had a deadpanned look on his face made it all the more funnier.

"Draco, you don't have to do this you know-"

"Are you really that dumb? Who's going to take care of you if I leave?"

"I can take care of myself."

Draco rolled his eyes and kissed his cheeks, "You really can't."

"I can."

Draco just shook his head and tucked Harry into the blankets, checked his socks and went outside the room leaving Harry be for some time and when he came back, he came back with a bowl of soup.

"You better finish all of this. I know you didn't eat well at all."

Draco helped Harry sit straighter, pushing pillows behind his back and he himself sat by his side.

"Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"You really don't have to do-"

"Soup." And he didn't let Harry talk anymore.

After drinking the entirety of soup and giving him his medicine, Draco tucked Harry back in again.

"Just rest now, I'll take care of the rest."

Harry smiled lightly at Draco because he knew exactly what Draco actually felt like. Despite that Draco was 100 percent pissed, annoyed even, there was not a single shred of him that didn't care for Harry with whole of his heart. This was just the way Draco showed how much he cared and this was something Harry only came to learn after a few months of dating when he got in an accident. The thing with Draco was, he would seem annoyed, angry even and probably say a bunch of things but what he truly ever meant was that he cared so much that seeing Harry being sick made him angry that it happened in the first place and right now wasn't much different. Draco was saying bunch of stuff, rambling even, annoyed that is only because he cared for Harry so much that he didn't even know how to express. Of course his love language was weird but that was Draco.

After that, Harry passed out for what seemed like hours and when he did finally wake up, he checked up on Draco first who was sitting outside on the couch, resting his eyes.

"Draco, you can go home."

Draco instantly looked up, "Harry, why are you outside your bed? You can't come out here, it's cold-"

But Harry came and sat down next to Draco, "You can relax. I feel much better now."

"Harry but still-"

"I'm tired of being in the bed and I want to be with you, of course I'm not getting close to you because you'll catch it too but I want to be around you and just please, you don't have act all mad because you and I both know you're not actually mad. It's okay, I got sick, I'll get better as well."

Draco stared at Harry for a moment before he dropped his whole act and moved closer to Harry and wrapped his arms around him.

"I'm just worried."

"I know."

"Draco- you'll catch it-"

"Shush."

And Harry laughed knowing he couldn't do anything else but to let Draco be there because he was just that stubborn.

"I'm not acting mad by the way, i really am mad. You have zero regard for your own self."

"Yeah, but then I have you to take care of me, right." Harry smiled.

Draco chuckled beside him and pulled him even closer as they got more comfortable on the couch, "You always do." And it was true, he always did.

They didn't speak anything after that but just stayed close to each other on the couch, holding close, knowing this is exactly what both of them needed before Harry tried to get distant again only for Draco to pull him back again.

"You really should stay away from me. You'll get sick."

"It'll be worth it."

"I love you."

"I love you too, dumbass."

Harry couldn't control his smile anymore, nor did he try to get anymore distant because it was absolutely useless and also because he loved this idiot more than he ever realised, more than he ever said. He just did.

And Draco did him.

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Under the Christmas tree

Word 3: snow globe

"I'm sorry I'm late" Harry hurriedly said as he closed the door behind him, almost shivering and hanging his coat in the stand, "There was this huge truck that just wouldn't move."

Draco immediately helped Harry with the coat and took Harry's hands in his own and warmed them up.

Harry smiled but they both knew they didn't have a lot of time.

"You're not that late but we only have 5 minutes before he runs down the stairs and starts singing Feliz Navidad or Merry Christmas all over again." Draco kept his tone hushed.

"Did you get it?" Draco finally asked as they moved towards the living room.

Harry held out the package from the other hand and showed it to Draco who took it immediately and skimmed through the bag.

"Now all we have to do is set it under the tree." Draco said and they did exactly that.

And in 2 minutes Teddy came running down the stairs singing Merry Christmas while Harry and Draco pretended to be asleep in their room. So, when Teddy reached the tree, they both knew how excited he was but they said nothing until he came running into their room and started jumping on the bed.

"Teddy, what is it?" Harry asked as he shuffled through for his glasses, turning on the lamp along side.

"The gifts, Uncle Harry. See the gifts." Teddy excitedly sat down between the both of them and started showing his small hands full of gifts.

Draco got up from his fake sleep as well and pushed himself towards the head of the bed and took Teddy in his lap.

"Excited to see your gifts?" Draco smiled and teddy instantly nodded.

"Which one shall we open first?" Harry asked sweetly.

Teddy pointed out a random one and they opened that first, then they opened the next and next until only was left and they finally opened it as well.

It was a snow globe.

"My fourth snow globe. Santa remembered!" Teddy exclaimed as he got all the more excited by the second to take it into his hands.

"Be careful Teddy. It might break." Harry said as he carefully handed him the globe and Teddy took it as carefully as possible and watched it with so much endearment that it warmed both of their hearts.

It was the same gift they had put under the tree at the last minute because they knew how much these snow globes meant to Teddy.

It started out when Harry first came to pick up Teddy from his grandparents and noticed that the only thing Remus and Tonks left behind as a legacy was a snow globe, ever since that day Harry decided that every Christmas he'd buy Teddy a snow globe in return for Remus' and Tonks love he could never get as much.

"I'm going to go and put this on my shelf." Teddy said and immediately took it from Harry's hand and ran back upstairs leaving all the rest of the gifts behind.

It was beautiful to see that he only ever cared for the snow globe, that it was the only gift that held the most meaning even to a 4 year child.

Draco embraced Harry in that moment, bringing him closer in a cuddle and putting away the gifts aside and smiled at him.

"You do an awfully good job at giving Teddy everything he ever needs."

"That's what I'm supposed to do."

"Do you think Remus would be happy at the thought of us raising Teddy together?" Harry asked.

Draco thought for a while and then said, "I think he'd be incredibly proud of us pushing past our history and deciding to raise Teddy as our own."

Harry smiled, "I think he'd be proud of us too."

He kissed Draco one last time before he turned off the lights knowing exactly that he'd never find anyone better for raising Teddy with.

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New beginnings

Word 4: great hall

'meet me in the great hall at midnight. <3. DM.'

Harry unfolded up the note, checking the timing once again before keeping it back in the pocket. He sneaked past the only few students in the common room and past the gates and approached the Great Hall.

Honestly, Harry had absolutely no idea why Draco called him, after hours especially at midnight when they literally met in the afternoon after Potions. It seemed sort of weird but Harry wasn't placing any bets on anything, to think of it, Draco has been acting a little weird lately anyways and upon asking, he's never said anything, so maybe tonight would be just that.

He walked past empty corridors and finally opened the doors of the Great Hall softly and shut it behind him.

"Draco?" Harry called out.

The Hall was still lit up so he could see around the place at once but Draco was nowhere in sight until the door opened again and he saw Draco walk in.

"Sorry, I'm late. You didn't have to wait for long? Did you?" Draco asked but Harry shook his head.

"What are we doing here? It's way past hours." Harry said with some hand motions.

Draco sighed then continued, "Okay, you know how you've been suspicious that I've been hiding something from you lately or been acting weird?"

"Yeah, it's pretty evident because you walked into the classroom without your robe on and then ran right out to get when you actually never forget wearing the robes because you pretend to be all cool by not choosing to wear the school sweater but you know-"

"Yeah, yeah I get your point." Draco cut him off.

"Get to the point." Harry insisted, shivering a little bit.

"You're cold?" Draco asked but before Harry could answer, he cast a warming spell and Harry's shivering almost went away immediately.

"Draco- why are we here?" Harry asked again.

"You know how you mentioned the other day that you never had a chance to decorate a Christmas tree because your holidays were always far from normal before the war and then you said you've never seen anyone actually decorating the Great Hall tree and you wondered who did it, it's the house elves by the way but this year- we get to do it." Draco explained.

Harry frowned, "You mean students?"

Draco shook his head with a sigh, "No, you and me."

"Why?" Harry asked almost confused.

Draco took a step closer and took Harry's hand's in his own, "because you won't admit it but you hate that you've missed out on the normal parts of celebrations. You've never had a good childhood and you know it and you've always dealt with one thing or the another. You've missed out on being able to enjoy the parts of actually doing thing's before days of Christmas and I see it in you when you say you've never actually heard a choir singing Carol's in front of you or been drunk at a party or just having a fun time watching a Christmas movie or something and Harry, if I could give you one chance at trying to remotely feel what it's like to be in Christmas feels, I'd do anything for it, for you,"

Harry took his words in for a long moment before he smiled at Draco, "You saying all of this and understanding everything means everything to me, Draco. Your gesture is enough you know-"

"No, but we're decorating this tree our own way. We have no choice."

"Why do we have no choice?"

"I quite literally begged the house elves to let us do it. They apparently like doing this but I suppose you can say I bribed all of them with something or the other, so now they've all settled into not decorating it. So, basically we have to do it, whether we want it or not because I'd rather not be killed by a bunch of house elves." Draco explained very monotonously that it made Harry laugh.

"They're not very easy to bribe you know." Draco added.

Harry nodded and kissed Draco's cheek, "You're the most adorable person I know."

"Harry Potter, I'm not adorable. Please, no." Draco pulled off his fake offended look to which Harry rolled his eyes fondly and kissed Draco on the lips.

"You're still adorable." Harry said after the kiss.

"Fine, but only because you call me that." Draco caved in unable to control his blush.

Harry smiled at him then said, "So, shall we decorate the tree?"

Draco nodded.

And they spent an hour there decorating the Christmas tree, all the while Draco putting away thing's Harry was hanging because "it didn't match the aesthetic" and Harry hanging it up regardless but they liked doing it together. They liked the idea of being alone after hours and doing something that was actually fun and somewhat beautiful but most of all, they were doing something Harry missed out on so many years and it was a start of a new beginning. New beginnings they got to make on their own and being able to start those new beginnings with each other was the best part of all of it.

When they were finally done, they stood hand in hand a few feet away from the tree and looked at their work with smiles all over their faces.

"This is actually pretty good." Draco finally said turning to Harry who was already looking at Draco.

"What?" Draco asked.

Harry shook his head, "Just looking at you."

"why?"

"Because you're the only person who's given this all that much thought and I can't believe that I get to love you everyday. I'm just so lucky." Harry smiled.

Draco smiled at Harry then turned to face him, "I'm the lucky one. What you've done and what you do, it's incredible, Harry. If anyone's the lucky one, it's me. This is the smallest thing I could've ever done." He said as he kissed his forehead softly.

Harry embraced Draco in a hug after that, cuddling into him, "I still loved it. Thank you, Draco."

Draco kissed the top of Harry's head again and said, "Anything for you, Harry. You deserve the world."

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Sun

Harry was the sun.

He burned with hope, he would eclipse you and bring a bright, beautiful light for you in your darkness. He was the sun, "Draco, do you want cookies or do you want cupcakes?"

"Both?" Draco said. He held back the tremor in his voice. He didn't want to break before him. He didn't want to break even when Harry would be there for him with his sunshine. Because he was sad more often than not.

"Not both, I have to send a batch over to Luna's and one is for us."

"Why do I have to decide, it's tough." It becoming hard to not break. A tear slides down his cheek but he brushes it off before there could be more.

"Because," Harry sets the baking sheet down and brings one cookie and one cupcake for him, "I love you?"

"Is it because you can't decide?"

"Both?" He said and his smile, it was more beautiful than the light of a thousand suns, "But I'll ditch on Luna and the others if you want both the cookies and the cupcakes."

"Why would you do that?"

Harry kissed his nose, "Because I love you and I want you to have whatever your heart desires and because you're sad?"

Draco buried his head into his shoulder and his tear stains the fabric of his white shirt, "Become a mind reader, have you?"

Harry ran his hands through Draco's hair, "Bit of a mind reader when it's you, yeah. But what's wrong, love?"

He couldn't hold himself back from breaking, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a bother to you."

Harry set the cookie and the cupcake on the coffee table before him and brought Draco's head to his chest, "Draco, you're never ever a bother. It might be hard to believe but love, don't be sorry."

"I'm too much work, Harry."

"Not you, never you," He spoke softy and the tenderness in his words itself was so beautiful that it broke him, "even if you believe that you are, I'll do all the work in a heartbeat. No questions asked."

His sunshine, his sunflower.

His sun.

"I love you."

It elicits a soft smile out of Harry, "Now, what's wrong?"

The knot in the throat begins to ease, "If I can have both the cookies and the cupcakes, I'll share it with you."

"I'll bake all the cookies and cupcakes in the world for you."

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Weasley Christmas

Word 8: The Weasley burrow

"You're up early, Harry." Ginny said as Harry came down from the stairs.

"Yeah. Habit recently, I guess." He replied as he entered the kitchen where she was and sat down on one of the chairs.

"Coffee?" Ginny asked and Harry nodded.

"Why are you up so early?" Harry asked as he took the cup of coffee from her and thanked her.

She shrugged, "Habit I guess."

Harry nodded and took a sip from his coffee.

"You're missing Draco, right? That's why you can't sleep." Ginny said after a while.

Harry groaned and propped his chin on the table, "Is it that obvious?"

Ginny laughed a little and nodded, "Very, but I don't blame you. It's okay if you miss him and if you can't sleep around without him. It's a sweet thing."

"Yeah but I should be able to. It's been days." Harry groaned.

Ginny smiled at him then playfully ruffled his hair, "You're too much in love, Harry."

"I know." He muffled as he put his hand in his face.

"I really miss him, Ginny and it hurts here." He said pointing to his chest, "and the fact I won't be able to spend Christmas with him, it's just so sad."

Ginny smiled down at him and sat down next to him, "You love him too much, Harry but do you know how lucky you are to have found this? Most people don't find this unconditional love. If not this Christmas, I'm sure you'll spend many more with him and those would compensate for this year and it's so sweet to see you get upset about it but it'll be fine, Harry. You'll be able to sleep at night."

Harry obviously knew she meant the last part as a joke but he wishes it to be be true.

"I hope it gets better than this."

"Want to help with shopping, bake cookies and cake to keep your mind off it?" Ginny asked finally after a while.

Harry thought about it for a moment but then he realised distracting himself was a much better option than sitting and thinking about Draco's absence.

So, throughout the day, they went shopping, bought small gifts, wines, food and what not for the burrow and when they came back they baked cookies and cake and all of this took all day so by the time they were finally done with all of it, it was past 7 in the evening and everyone was getting ready to watch Christmas movie in the living room when then bell rung and Ginny asked Harry to answer the door.

Harry distracted, went and opened the door and for a moment he didn't really believe what he saw until Ginny fazed him back into reality by pushing him towards Draco and practically forcing him to hug Draco.

"You-" Harry muffled as he got embraced in the hug and his voice choked him.

"But you said you won't be back until after New year?" Harry asked as they broke out of the hug.

"Yeah but then Ginny called and I- I just knew I had to come back for Christmas." Draco smiled.

"Thank me later." Ginny sang behind Harry.

Harry couldn't believe himself still and hugged Draco again, "I just- I cannot tell you how happy I am to see you here now. I missed you so much, Draco."

Draco rubbed Harry's back and said, "I'vs missed you, too. I honestly can't survive a day without you either, Harry." He pushed Harry a little behind so he could look at his face and continued, "Harry, I swear I meant it when I said I want to spend all my Christmases with you and all my new years and everything but I did not hold upto my words. I can't do that Harry. I don't want to make promises I can't keep, you mean too much to me and I just can't believe I was going to let some stupid boss dictate me into staying at some place. Nothing is more important than you, Harry. Nothing is more important than my love."

Harry almost tore up and kissed Draco on his lips, gently yet with a stern desire maybe because of not having done it in a while but the urgency to kiss Draco said more than just a kiss, it was all the promises, all the tears, all the happiness he shared with Draco. It was his emotions, it was his feelings, it was his utmost happiness that Draco came, for him.

"Get a room." Ron yelled from behind and they broke apart laughing in each other's embrace.

"Want to celebrate Christmas Weasley style?" Harry asked Draco.

"I'd be glad to." Draco smiled at Harry.

And they did just that. They celebrated Christmas Weasley style and there was no Christmas better than this.

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All the Sun rises with you

Word 9: Sun

"Harry, Harry. Wake up." Draco shook him. Harry groaned in his sleep, tossing to the other side.

"Harry, come on. Wake up or we'll miss it." Draco shook him again while Harry groaned. Draco swore to himself that he wouldn't throw water at Harry but he didn't say anything about kicking him off the bed.

"Draco." Harry yelled, almost annoyed looking up from the ground.

"You were not waking up and you told me to wake you up like this. Come on, get ready or we'll be late." Draco said.

Harry looked at the time in the watch then groaned again and finally got up.

"Don't know why we have to do this?"

Draco rolled his eyes and walked out of the room knowing Harry is only cranky because he woke him up and because he didn't have his coffee yet.

Said so, Harry and Draco did a light breakfast, drank their coffees and finally set out in their car for the view point.

"You done being cranky?" Draco asked while driving.

"Yeah. Needed coffee you know. How far is this place by the way?" Harry asked.

Draco shook his head, "Not that far. 15 minutes drive. We'll be there soon. If you want to take a nap till then, you can."

"It's okay. I'd rather see the view." Harry said.

They didn't talk much on the drive later because it was too early to talk for them. It was 4:30 in the morning, it only made sense. They finally reached the place after a while and climbed up the hill for the top, laughing and Harry making jokes all the while.

When they finally reached the top, Draco stood there for a few seconds completely mesmerized by the whole view of the the town from the hill.

"Shall we sit?" Draco asked as he turned to Harry.

"Sure."

Draco smiled back at him and they finally sat down on one of the tree barks, their legs hanging off in the wind swaying back and forth.

"If you could change anything about this place, would you?" Draco asked as he created a small bonfire a few steps in front of them to keep them warm.

Harry shook his head, "But I might want to make this place just ours, you know."

Draco blushed, "Stop being sappy. It's too early for this."

"Says the one who came up with the romantic plan to watch a sun rise together." Harry pointed.

"Yes but-"

"Draco, shush, it's romantic. You're just as sappy as me." Harry said. Draco finally gave in, he didn't have many options anyway.

"Would you?" Harry asked Draco.

Draco shook his head, "Although I would like to make this place ours as well."

Harry smiled at him then nudged him, teasing him about being sappy but Draco caved in. He was sappy. Very.

They talked for a while until Draco pointed at the light coming from the far edge.

"It's Sun rising." Harry smiled.

Draco unconsciously held Harry's hand and Harry held his and they very eagerly watched the sunrise. In that moment they never realised how beautiful it was to just be next to each other and watch Sun rise. It was exquisite.

Draco even gasped in between and Harry turned a little to see him and he couldn't turn back away somehow.

"You're gorgeous." Harry finally said.

Draco turned to Harry and smiled, "You're romantic."

"Only for you." Harry said.

Draco smiled and pecked Harry on the lips, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"You know, I've seen many sun rise but this is the best." Draco suddey said after a while.

"Why?"

"Simple, because it's with you."

Harry smiled at Draco and he didn't need to say anything, he knew he didn't. He leaned his head on Draco's shoulder and just stayed like that for a long time until the Sun was all rose up in the sky, it was then when Harry finally said it,

"This is my favourite moment, Draco."

And Draco nodded, "Mine too."

It was a perfect moment. If they could stay there forever, they knew they would because they knew they'd never be this age again and they'd be never be in love as much as they were now and it was the most beautiful feeling to have.

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Our love is Maroon

Word 11: Maroon

"Our love is a little more maroon and less red." Draco said.

Harry frowned as he interlocked his fingers with Draco's and kissed them gently, "What do you mean our love is a little more maroon and less red?"

Draco stared fondly at Harry fondling with his fingers and he wrapped his other hand around Harry's torso as they were laid on the slanted rooftop.

He shrugged and then stared at the clear sky which made Harry look at the sky himself.

"You know how simple some love stories are? Like my parents, they met, they fell in love, they got married and stayed married, not in any way saying they're the best but somehow they compliment each other, they are made for each other and even look at Ron and Hermione, they're perfect for each other. When you see them, when you see their love, it's red because every love has a colour. The way we love the sky is blue, the way we love the sun is orange, the way we love the ocean is grey." Draco explained.

Harry turned to face Draco and caressed his cheekbone then went onto pushing his hair off his forehead, "And?"

"These colours, they reflect something because the ocean is grey sometimes, it's scary but beautiful. The sun is orange because it can't be red, the sky is blue. Every colour has a reason, every story has a colour."

"And you think ours is Maroon?"

Draco nodded, "Because we're not red. We're not plain, we're not vibrant, we're not courageous but we're strong. We slither under the secrets of the world, we hide our relationship from the eyes of the world, we hide it from my parents, we hide it from society, we are courageous but we're brave. We're not vibrant but we're strong. We're not as bright but it's because our past runs deep within our skins and it reflects how we are. We don't have a perfect relationship, Harry but it's not like it's not worth it. We may be whatever, but we're good together, I guess."

Harry didn't understand the tears in Draco's eyes but he kissed them away and he interlocked their fingers together more firmly than he had before, "I don't know what you're getting at or where you're coming from but I know one thing, We're not red because we're not like the rest. Our story is not like the rest of their stories. We're not perfect but we're great together and we love each other and that's what matters more. We are perfect for each other and that's what's worth it. We don't have to listen to the world, we're our own, Draco. I love you and the world can't tell me otherwise."

Draco smiled at Harry then kissed his forehead, "You always make sense of my senseless things."

"It's never senseless, Draco. Nothing is ever senseless with you."

"I love you, Harry."

"I love you, too."

Draco looked at him fondly before he leaned in and kissed Harry with so much softness as if he was confessing that he had never been loved this way before, that he'll never be this raw and vulnerable with anyone, that he was never going to love anyone but him and it was true. It was their moment, it was their love and it would never go anywhere else.

They didn't fit into the world but they knew they didn't have to. They painted their picture, their own world.

They were Maroon in a world full of red and they'd rather not have it any other way.

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By choice, forever

Word 12: snow - fluff

"What shall I wear for tonight?" Harry asked as he bought two outfits in front and showed it to Draco.

"Harry, don't you think the person you're going on a date with should not know what he's wearing?" Draco teased.

Harry rolled his eyes out of affection, "The man I'm going on a date with has been my boyfriend for 4 years, so it doesn't matter. Besides you always say I look like a barbarian when I choose my own clothes."

Draco pouted then nodded, "You do make a point. On that note, wear that emerald shirt, and those pants. To keep it casual wear a trench coat over it."

Harry nodded and laid out of the outfit over the bed.

"What are you going to wear?" Harry asked as he entered the living room.

Draco shook his head, "It's a surprise."

Harry came behind him and kissed the top of his head, "Okay. I'm going to get some dog food by the way. Will be back soon."

Draco nodded and turned around from where he was sitting on the couch and kissed Harry, "Don't be late."

Harry eventually went outside and at that time Draco decided to start getting ready for the date. It wasn't a big deal for them to go on a date like this but Harry insisted that they haven't gone on a proper date in a long time and Christmas is the best time of the year to go on dates to. So, it was more like a Christmas date only it wasn't Christmas yet, not until a few more days.

By the time Harry came back and got ready, Draco was still getting ready so he decided to wait in the living room for him. It was precisely 15 minutes later Draco came outside wearing a red shirt with grey jeans and Harry's coat.

Harry smiled at him as Draco walked closer to him. When he was standing in front of him, Harry pulled him closer, wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him, "You look gorgeous."

"As always." Draco shrugged cockily but in a fun way that made them laugh.

They finally set out to the date and it wasn't a big or a grand date. They both understood that they were past the phase of grand gestures or that they didn't even need expensive restaurant dates or anything just to make each other happy, it was just the presence of each other that was enough. They went to that new Thai restaurant that opened up in Piccadilly street, had good food, drank wine and finally their favourite dessert but they laughed through most of the dinner because Harry kept on making some joke and how awful they were when they first started dating. Draco accompanied those jokes and reminded of how Harry used to bring tulips for Draco on every date which was sweet but he was allergic to pollen and then he'd keep sneezing through the entire date that once Draco stupidly wondered if Harry was allergic to Draco until Harry discovered after 21 years of his life that he was allergic to pollen.

They were finally done with their dinner but none of them wanted to go back so soon so they decided to take the long route by the river to go back home. They were reminiscing about their dates the whole time, walking hand in hand, nudging each other every once in a while when it started to snow and it was only Harry who thought it'd be good to carry an umbrella but one umbrella could only save them so much.

"I should have picked the umbrella." Draco said as they were still walking arms linked.

Harry shrugged, "There's something beautiful about being under one umbrella."

Draco smiled, "Yes, it is quite romantic that you're stepping on my boots so often."

Harry rolled his eyes and walked ahead quickly leaving Draco behind laughing.

"I'm kidding, Harry." Draco laughed and Harry finally stopped and waited for Draco.

"Take offense much, do you." Draco teased as he linked their arms again.

Harry shrugged off the snow off Draco's hair and smiled back, "I was just teasing you. I don't take any offense anymore."

Draco kept smiling at Harry as he saw him remove snow from his hair and shoulder, "I love you, Harry."

Harry immediately paused for a second and frowned at him, "I love you, too babe. But why say it so suddenly?"

"I don't need reasons to tell you I love you." Draco shrugged.

Harry smiled and they started walking again watching the river alongside and talking about how beautiful it looked with the reflection of the giant Christmas tree. They somehow got around talking about the time they went to the ice skating rink as friends and knew it that night that they liked each other.

"Has it really been 4 years?" Harry asked dwelling in nostalgia.

Draco smiled and nodded, "4 years."

"We've been together a long time." Harry stated.

"We have. I loved it the whole time." Draco said.

Harry agreed, "I don't want anything else with anyone ever."

Draco looked at Harry, "I don't either. I only want you."

"I only want you, too. You're the one, Draco." Harry said.

Draco smiled and said, "You're the one for me, too."

Harry stopped right there, forcing Draco to stop as well, "What happened?"

Harry kept looking at Draco for a few moments then blurted out, "Marry me, Draco."

Draco looked at Harry for a moment then started laughing, "Are you serious right now?"

Harry nodded and he knelt to the ground, "I know I don't have a ring right now, I even know I didn't plan this,"

"Harry, Are you seriously proposing right now?"

"I knew I was going to do it someday anyways but why not now? I love you, Draco, always have, always will and I do want to spend the rest of my life with you. You're the reason I wake up every morning and go to bed every night. I thought that when I'd propose, I'd do some big gesture or whatever but that's not us, Draco. I've been with you long enough to know you're the only one and you've always been the only one and I don't need some big proposal to ask you to marry me. At least, I hope i don't but I'm never going to get another special moment like this. We're by a beautiful river, there's no one else on the street but us, it's snowing and we only have one umbrella and I'm hopelessly in love with you. So, Draco Malfoy, Will you do the honour of marrying me?" Harry proposed.

Draco was surprised but not shocked. He knew one day it would happen but if today when he woke up someone would've told him that he'll get proposed to tonight, he'd be having nervous breakdowns all day but he was here right now, with the man that he loved so much that sometimes it physically hurt, on his knees, asking him to marry him. He's never wanted anything more.

Tears slipped through his eyes and he knelt to the ground himself and said, "I'm the luckiest person alive. No kidding, no filter or anything but having you is the best thing that has ever happened to me. All my life I thought I'd never learn love, but then I met you and you made me feel a multitude of emotions that drove me crazy. You're right, we don't need a grand gesture but nothing is more perfect than this because it's with you. I love you, Harry, always have and always will, so yes, I want to marry you and grow old with you and judge you for wearing long hair in fourth grade for the rest of your life."

Harry laughed through the tears that crinkled by his eyes and he hugged Draco immediately, "I love you so much, Draco."

Draco broke apart from the hug and kissed him, "I love you, too and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Me either."

They kept smiling at each other, their eyes having tears and their hearts that couldn't believe that it actually happened.

But then suddenly Harry said, "I know we're having a romantic moment and I love you but my knees are starting to hurt because of the gravel and it's cold so my knees are wet and so are yours."

Draco laughed and they both got up, "shall we head back home?"

Harry smiled, "We shall."

They never needed any grand gestures, they never needed to plan a perfect date, a perfect moment, a perfect night or anything because when it was them, nothing else mattered and right now the only thing that mattered was that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with each other, by choice and forever.

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Complex is us

"Do you think it'll work?"

It was a strange question to ask in absolute silence, out of nowhere.

"what would?" Draco questioned back.

"Us. Do you think it'll work?" Harry asked.

Draco looked at Harry curled to his own body as they sat on the branch of that oak tree. He wondered why Harry asked such a thing but truth be told with everything going on, he kind of understood where it came from.

Problem was, he didn't have the answer.

"What do you think?" Draco asked.

Harry shrugged. He turned a little so he could see Draco's face while entangled together. He gazed into his serene eyes and he realised he had no answer either.

"I think we can hold onto the hope that we work." Draco finally said.

Harry nodded his head, "Would be a shame if we didn't work out you know."

Draco chuckled softly, "would be a massive shame afterall not a lot of people go from being arch nemesis to idiots in love."

Harry smiled and nodded, "seems strange how it happened so fast, right?"

Draco nodded. He leaned his chin on top of Harry's head and stared into Harry's line of sight, "I think it was always supposed to be fast with us."

"what do you mean?" Harry asked

"It means, we can't have it simple, it's complex between us, always, it's always going to be hard for us, difficult, secretive so it can't be slow for us either."

Harry agreed, "We can't have non chaotic, soft kind of love. Somewhere feels like it'll always be secret, behind closed doors, in forests, secret hallways."

Draco agreed but after a while of silence he spoke up again, "but don't you ever wish that it wasn't that way?"

Harry smiled as he took Draco's hands in his own and kissed them, "Everyday, I wish for that everyday but if that's the kind of love we get then it's not ours. We are meant to have that complex love that works in a way you know because we make it work, because we love to make it work, because we love one another."

Draco smiled softly and kissed the top of Harry's head, "Complex is us."

Harry chuckled and nodded.

"But who knows in future," Harry shrugged.

Draco smiled, "maybe we'll have our own soft love outside these walls."

"Maybe we will."

And maybe it all worked out in the end..

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Nobody else’s, Just mine! by l_P_o_R_v_2_e_4

( https://archiveofourown.org/works/14850105 )

It was all George and Fred’s fault. Now Draco was missing and Harry had to find his husband before something happened to the prat.

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Always Mine by l_P_o_R_v_2_e_4

( https://archiveofourown.org/works/15303183/chapters/35503125 )

Okay, so maybe Harry almost killed Draco. It wasn’t like he had known what Sectumsempra would do when he used it during the bathroom fight. Yet blood was gushing from the guy, and it was all Harry’s fault. Not really the best way for Harry to let Malfoy know that he had feelings for the man…nope, not at all. And he did surprisingly like Draco…even though the guy was a prat, and annoying, and pig-headed, and stubborn, and…the list was endless. For six years he had fancied the blond menace, and now Harry might never get a chance to tell Draco how he felt. Harry decided then and there to say something…well if Snape was able to save Malfoy from certain death. (12845 words)

Welcome Home by: l_P_o_R_v_2_e_4

( https://archiveofourown.org/works/15411984 )

There are hello kisses, and then there are kisses given while wearing black lingerie. Just a smutty retelling of that one time Draco surprised Harry after work. Welcome home, Harry Potter. (1,735 words)