Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. This is for my enjoyment, (and others' if they wish...).
"Master Malfoy, there is a guest who requests entrance through the gates," said Mimmy, a small House Elf with large blue-green eyes. She wore a black silk pillowcase as a dress.
"Allow him in..." With a loud crack Mimmy disappeared. "Iggy!" Lucius Malfoy called as he stood from his desk. With a soft pop another House Elf appeared, this one a boy with gold eyes and a dark brown loin cloth. He bowed his head. "Inform my son that his guest has finally arrived," Lucius smiled.
"Yes, master," Iggy bowed his head and disappeared with a pop.
"Master Draco," Iggy announced as he popped into his young master's room. Said master was laying gloomily on his large four-poster bed that Iggy himself had made up that morning.
"What is it?" Draco asked without raising his head from the matress. He had been acting depressed and upset all morning.
"Your guest has finally arrived," Iggy bowed.
Draco jumped up as fast as lightning strikes and bolted from the room in a very unMalfoy-like way. Iggy quickly jumped out his way with a laugh and ran after him. He and Draco managed to arrive at the large front doors of the Manor just as someone knocked on it. Draco paused long enough to regain his regal, Pureblood composure. He pulled open the door with a cold glare. "What the hell, Potter! You're late!" he immediately growled.
Harry Potter chuckled nervously and adjusted his glasses. "I got stuck at Grimmauld Place with the Order."
"For three days!" Draco exclaimed, his composure gone again.
Harry took a strong step inside and pulled Draco by the waist until their chests were pressed together. "But I'm here now... Aren't I?" he breathed huskily as he bent his head to gently kiss Draco's neck. Iggy cast his eyes to the floor, not wanting to watch his masters' intimate reunion, and closed the door. He disappeared with a pop.
Draco smirked at the attention and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck before wrapping in his long, slender legs around Harry's waist. "I suppose I'll have to forgive you..." He tilted his head back to allow his lover better access. "But you'll have to do a lot of begging..."
"Mmmm..." Harry purred as he nuzzled deeper into Draco's neck. "I like the sound of that..."
A musical laugh filled the entry hall as Lucius Malfoy strode down the front stairs, his navy robes appeared to be floating behind him as he walked. His clothes always seemed to do that. It was a more pleasant sight than the threatening billow of Snape's cloak. "Hello, Harry," he smiled. His silver eyes raked over the hall eagerly before a sad look filled them. Harry couldn't help but smile at the cute picture he made. "Did you not bring that mutt of yours?"
Harry pulled his head away from Draco and faced the older Malfoy. Draco stayed in his comfortable position wrapped around Harry. "After we made it out of London a few Aurors spotted him and tracked us all the way back to Surrey. We had to part ways, he's still a wanted man..." his deep voice had taken on a dark undertone at the mention of his godfather's standing reputation as a murderer. Draco gently kissed his forhead and he seemed to calm down. "But he promises to come here the moment he loses those bastards."
"Good," Lucius said brightening. He turned sharply on his heel, calling over his shoulder, "I'm sure you two would like to catch up on everything that's happened in the three days you've been apart, but don't make a scene in my foyer."
"Malfoys don't make scenes," all three said at the same time. Harry and Draco laughed as Lucius sent them each a stinging hex over his shoulder.
"Harry, we had a room prepared for you," Draco said suddenly. "Would you like to see it?"
Harry smiled and captured Draco's tantalizing lips in a sweet kiss before pulling away to say yes. He allowed Draco to lead him through the large, darkly decorated Manor until they stopped next to a room that Harry noticed was right next to Draco's. He had visited enough times to know where each important room was: Draco's room, the study, the library, the kitchen, and the dining room. Draco smiled and slowly opened the door.
Inside was the biggest bedroom Harry had ever seen. It was unsurprisingly decorated with blacks, greys, and deep forest greens. In the middle of the room rested a large four-poster bed with black bedding and if Harry saw right, black silk sheets. "Well what do you think?" Draco asked as he walked over to the large bed and sat elegantly on top of it.
Harry slowly walked over to him with a smirk. "I think it may too big to sleep in alone," Harry purred seductively as he pushed Draco down to lay on his back.
"In five short days you won't have to," Draco chuckled as Harry crawled over him and began to finish what he started in the foyer.
"Five days?" Harry questioned as his kisses traveled up to Draco's luscious lips.
Draco smirked and pushed Harry back. "Yes, five days... Until then you'll have to sleep without my company."
Harry jumped back. "What! You can't be serious..."
"You've lived without me for three days so far, another five will not make a difference," Draco whispered as he pulled Harry back down to lay beside him.
"I'll die at this rate," Harry laughed as he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist.
"Where's your Gryffindor strength?" Draco teased as he snuggled deeper into Harry's embrace.
"I'm saving it up for something special," Harry whispered lowly into Draco's ear.
"Mmm..." Draco said as he pressed himself back against the broad chest of the boy-who-lived. "I know exactly what you're saving your strength for." He let out a musical laugh. "You'll need every bit of it."
"Gods, Draco, if you want us to remain in separate rooms for five more days," Harry began as he trailed his hand up Draco's thigh, "you'll need to stop talking like that."
"Like what?" Draco asked innocently as he placed his hand over Harry's and directed it to his stomach.
"Like you're begging me to break our promise and have my way with you before you're actually mine," Harry practically purred.
"If anyone's gonna be showing ownership," Draco smirked, "it'll be me. I even had one of Father's best tailors design a collar and-"
Harry brought his hand up and covered Draco's mouth. "There is no way in hell that I am going to where a collar."
"Even if it had my name on it, and I could guarantee you the best reward you'll ever get if you wore it for me," Draco whispered as he turned in Harry's arms.
"Reward?" Harry asked intrigued.
"I figured that would catch your interests," Draco laughed as he gave Harry a gentle kiss.
"Draco," Harry said softly as he framed the blonde's face in his calloused hands. "I might have been lying when I said that me and Sirius were held up with the Order."
Draco's silver eyes quickly turned to hot steel as he gave Harry a dark look. "What have you done?" Hundreds of scenarios ran through the Slytherin's mind and he would hex Harry's arse into oblivion if any of them were true.
Harry reached down between their bodies, "Close your eyes," he gently ordered. Draco finally obliged after a few seconds. "Sirius and I only got stuck at the Order for one day... The other two were spent getting this," Harry explained as a small, cold band was slid around Draco's finger.
Draco's eyes shot open as he pulled his hand up. Around his ring finger Harry had placed one of the most simple and most beautiful rings he had ever seen. The ring was a thin band of silver with sterling swirls of Celtic design etched all the way around. An even thinner gold band entwined with the silver and ended in a coil around a decently sized diamond that appeared to have a star trapped inside. There was one tiny scratch on the band and Draco could tell it was not new. "We found it in the Potter vaults," Harry whispered. "Sirius said it used to be my mother's... It isn't new but-"
Draco silenced him with a kiss. "It's perfect..." And it really was the most beautiful ring he had ever seen. In five more days, Draco would show Harry exactly how much he loved the ring. "Is there a question that goes with it?" he smiled expectantly.
"I already know the answer," Harry laughed. "Just five more days..."
"I know," Draco chuckled, "but there's no hurt in you asking again..." he said as he wiggled his newly decorated finger right before Harry's eyes..
Harry laughed and pulled Draco's face in for a gentle kiss. When he pulled away their lips were only a breath apart. "Draco Abraxas Malfoy, will you marry me?"
How was that for a first chapter? HeeHee... I'll update again if you'd like.