Tale As Old As Time

Chapter Five

Two hours later, a very subdued Ron and a very triumphant Hermione stood in front of Harry's door.

"Can we come in?" Hermione smiled and kissed Harry and Draco on the cheek.

"O-Of course," Harry stuttered.

"Thanks!" the brunette woman said and strutted in the flat, followed by a quiet Ron.

They all went into the living room.

"I'll go to the bathroom and you guys can talk!" Hermione said and went out of the room.

"What happened?" Harry asked worried, knowing of what Hermione was capable of.

"You don't want to know," Ron muttered.

"I want to!" Draco smirked, but got punched in the stomach by Harry.

"I'm sorry, Harry. What I said to you wasn't right. I know it now and I shouldn't have hurt you."

"It's okay, Ron," Harry smiled, relieved to hear that his best friend wasn't angry any more.

"No, it's not! I really was a bastard!"

'That's right!' Draco thought, but didn't say it.

"And Draco," Draco looked up and met Ron's gaze. "I'm sorry. For everything I've said to you in the past. You're really not that bad," he smiled faintly.

"Thank you! You're also... nice," Draco replied and smiled.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and was sure that now the fight between the two had ended. And he was right.

Then, Draco did something that surprised everybody, including the blonde. He stood up, went over to Ron and hugged him.

"The things I do for love," Draco contemplated, not wanting to admit that he had been wanting to patch up with Ron since long ago.

Ron was shocked, but then he hugged Draco back.

"Aww, I knew you would make it!"

Everybody turned around to Hermione, who stood leaning against the wall, smiling.

They all laughed and then Ron asked Draco, if he wanted to play chess. Hermione, in turn, asked Harry about his work in the ministry.

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"Check mate, haha!" Ron shouted. "But you played very well. It was a fair game, wasn't it, Draco?"

"Yes, it was," Draco smiled and went over to sit down on the couch, beside Harry.

"You let him win," Harry whispered.

"Yes. I've won three times before, I didn't want him to be angry with me again," Draco leaned against Harry's shoulder and laid his hand on the boy.

"Draco, I'm giving you a chance to take revenge. How about it?" Ron called.

"No, thanks. I'm too tired. What about tomorrow?"

"Sounds great!" Ron smiled and went over to his friends. He sat down on the other couch and put an arm round his wife's shoulders.

"You played great, pumpkin," said Hermione, nuzzling against Ron's neck.

Ron blushed while Harry and Draco giggled. Pumpkin...

"What?" Hermione hissed and they stopped giggling. Provoking a powerful witch was never a good thing.

Instead, they just sat there. Quiet and contented.

Draco lied down, with his head an Harry's lap, and smiled at his green-eyed lover.

Harry stroked his hair and smiled back at him.

And for that moment, only the two of them existed and nothing else mattered.

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In the evening, the four ate dinner together.

Harry and Hermione had made it, while Ron and Draco had a discussion about Quidditch.

"I have to say that Draco and I have more in common than I've ever thought. I never knew he liked the Chudley Cannons!" Ron said happily.

"Yeah, I agree with Ron," Draco smiled.

'It's been a while since I did,' he thought.

Hermione and Harry looked nonplussed and stared at him.

Draco and Ron burst out in laughter and soon Harry and Hermione joined them.

"You should have seen your faces!" Draco chuckled. "You looked at me like I've turned into a Dragon!"

They slowly stopped laughing and returned to their meals.

"I admit that Draco turned really nice. I had much fun today and now I have someone to play chess with, someone who is really a challenge for me!" Ron said.

Draco blushed.

"Thanks Ron! You're also really nice."

Hermione smiled at Harry and winked. He nodded and smiled back.

After dinner, they sat in front of the fireplace, Draco in Harry's and Hermione in Ron's arms.

They looked at the dancing flames and followed their own thoughts.

Suddenly Ron yawned and as if on cue, Hermione said, "We should better go home now, it's late."

Draco turned to Hermione. "You could sleep here, if you like. We have a guestroom for two!"

Harry cleared his throat and told Draco, "I think, it's not a good idea. The two should sleep at home."

"Why?"

"Because I want to... try... something!"

"What?"

Harry whispered something in Draco's ear, who blushed until his face had a purplish shade.

"Uhm, Hermione, Ron, it was a pleasure to have you here, but you'd better go. Now!" Draco stumbled hastily and jumped to his feet.

He led the two quickly towards the door and waved goodbye. He shoved them out of the flat and slammed the door in their faces.

Draco ran back to Harry and wrapped his arms round the man's neck, who slung his arms around Draco's waist.

"I never thought you'd like my idea that much!" he smiled.

"I like every one of your ideas," Draco murmured when he pulled Harry closer, pressing his lips against his own.

He let his tongue slide in Harry's mouth and softly touched the green-eyed man's tongue with his.

Harry moaned in Draco's mouth, which just encouraged Draco more to kiss his boyfriend harder and with more passion.

When they parted, both were breathing fast.

"We should go to bed now," Draco smiled.

"I agree!" Harry panted.

They wouldn't get much sleep tonight.