Truly Madly Deeply

Chapter Two - Making Up

~ Quidditch Pitch ~

Draco finally stopped spinning, feeling more than a little woozy. He staggered about for a minute and fell down in a puddle. He didn't care about the mud or the puddle, he felt safer down on the ground right at that moment. Way to much spinning there Draco, he thought wryly with a ghost of a smile.

Draco didn't really know what had made him start spinning in that childish manner. Perhaps it was due to the fact that it was so childish. He had never really had a chance to be a child in the true essence of the word and it had just seemed like a fun thing to do at the time. Fun wasn't a word usually associated with Draco Malfoy, or any Malfoy for that matter but Draco was trying to change that.

He heard heavy footsteps coming his way and he looked up and caught his breath. Harry. Harry wearing a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt which was now thoroughly soaked. He stopped in front of the Slytherin. Draco's eyes raked over Harry's body, very aware of the see-through quality the shirt had now it was wet.

"What are you doing here?" Draco demanded, his anger returning. Damn it, what part of 'I need space' didn't Harry understand?

"In spite of everything you said, no wait, YELLED at me, I was worried about you," Harry replied scathingly, "but apparently I've wasted my time so I'll be going now."

Harry turned to go, but not before he had his fill of the sight of Draco. It should be illegal for Draco to wear tight pants, Harry thought with desire. Even soaking wet, that boy looked hot. Actually, the rain added to, rather than subtracted from his good looks.

"Wait!" Draco called out impulsively.

Harry turned back and watched as Draco got to his feet.

"Harry, I...oh hell, I'm no good at this...I'm sorry alright? I was...not altogether right at this point in time."

"So this means you were..." he prompted with a decidedly wicked grin.

"Wrong," Draco scowled at Harry. "Happy now?"

"Very," Harry replied, still smiling smugly.

"I hope you realise that this is a very rare occurrence, so I'm going to let you enjoy your feeling of superiority this one time because I know-"

Draco was cut off by Harry's lips on his. Draco forgot whatever witty retort he had lined up for Harry as he wound his arms around Harry's neck and buried his fingers in his dark hair. Harry pulled Draco closer to him as he deepened the kiss. Their tongues duelled while their bodies melted against each other. They fell to the ground in a tangled mess of limbs, Harry on top of Draco.

"I've missed you," Draco groaned as Harry pressed hot kisses down his neck. Harry drew away to look down into silver eyes, filled with desire.

"I missed you too," he said softly, "but we can't do this in the middle of the Quidditch pitch, in the middle of the day." He rolled onto his side and pulled Draco into his arms. They held each other in their arms for a while before realising that it was getting dark.

"We'd better go in and get changed. Dinner will be soon," Harry said reluctantly.

"Same time and place tonight?" Draco asked hopefully.

Harry kissed him deeply.

"Definitely," he responded enthusiastically. Harry stood up and held out his hand to Draco. The blond boy took it and Harry pulled him up beside him. They stood for a moment, just staring, their eyes saying more than words ever could. Silently, both turned and headed in to the castle.

~ Gryffindor Common Room ~

Harry came downstairs after showering and changing out of his muddy Muggle clothes into school robes to find Ron and Hermione waiting for him. At least, he assumed they were waiting for him. They were too busy kissing to notice he was even in the room. Harry looked around and spied Hermione's neat stack of books on the desk that was regarded as hers. Harry sidled over to it and pushed them off the desk. Ron and Hermione jumped up as Harry looked as innocent as he possibly could in a room with only two other people.

"Harry!" Hermione wailed, "How could you? The exam study schedules I made up for us are all messed up now!"

Ron gave Harry a thumbs up and a grin. Harry tried his best to look persecuted.

"You say that like I did it on purpose! I'm offended that you would even think such a thing!" he retorted theatrically.

Ron gave Harry a thumbs down and a contrived frown.

"What?" he asked Ron, "Too unbelievable?"

"Too dramatic," Ron replied with a laugh, "You've been with Malfoy way too long. He's starting to rub off on you."

Hermione finally had her books in order and stood up to place them back on the desk. She raised her eyebrow at Harry.

"Someone's in a good mood. Anything you'd like to share with us?" she encouraged.

"Draco admitted that he was wrong," Harry said with a grin. He couldn't help it. It was the first time in their relationship that Draco had backed down and admitted he was wrong and Harry was planning on milking it for all it was worth. Who knew when this opportunity would arise again?

Ron and Hermione both stared in shock at Harry.

"You're kidding, right? Malfoy actually admitted that he was wrong? Did I miss something? Did hell suddenly freeze over?" Ron asked incredulously.

"Let me get this straight - Draco told you that he thought moving in together after graduation is a good idea?" Hermione asked, demanding clarification.

"He didn't actually say it like that but he said that he wasn't right," Harry replied, with a sinking feeling.

Hermione bit her lip and looked away. She didn't want to be the one to tell Harry that she thought his boyfriend was stringing him along until school finished.

"I know, I know. I'm pathetic," Harry said as he sat down on the nearest chair with a sigh.

"You are not pathetic, Harry. You're in love," Hermione replied sympathetically.

"I'm not in love with him!" Harry replied a bit too quickly.

Hermione sent him her 'you know I'm right' look.

"Oh my god, I'm in love with him!" Harry stared at Hermione in awe.

"You know, after more than a year together, you'd think you'd have realised that by now," Hermione grinned at him.

"Come on, let's go down to dinner," she said.

Chapter Two - Making Up