"Harry love, are you sure about this?" Draco looked down at their joined hands as they prepared to walk out the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Are you?" Those big green eyes looked up at him with trepidation and he cursed himself. He leaned down and kissed Harry softly.

"Of course I am. I just know that there will be people who won't be happy that we're together."

They'd kept things quiet until now, just enjoying spending time together away from the prying eyes of the world. They had spent a lot of time at the Manor, letting Harry get to know Draco's mother as his father was still out of the country, helping the Auror's break up bands of dark wizards who were trying to figure out if they could bring Voldemort back once more. It was his voluntary penance for his part in the war.

Hermione had invited them to dinner and Draco had insisted on taking her up on the invitation. He had no intention of letting Harry lose the connection to his dearest friends and so he'd gone and been on his best behavior, even when Ron had repeatedly tested his patience and tried to get under his skin.

Sitting beside Harry, holding his hand had helped. Having those soft fingers caressing his palm had distracted his irritation and in the end, he and Ron had called a truce.

A few weeks later, they'd had Luna and Neville over and it was a lovely evening with smiles and laughter and Draco had beamed as his boyfriend had teased his friends and enjoyed a few glasses of wine. They'd both gotten a little tipsy and when their friends had left, they'd fallen into bed, kissing and lazily rubbing off on each other before drifting into a peaceful sleep.

It hadn't all been perfect. There had been a visit from the Ministry where they'd wanted to give Draco Veritaserum to see how he'd put Harry under his spell. Draco had agreed to do it, but the Auror's had left in a hurry when Harry threatened to obliviate them until they couldn't remember their names.

And Harry still suffered from nightmares that made him wake up screaming, but Draco had found out that they most often were about the deaths of all the people Harry had loved and lost. Those nights found Harry clinging a little tighter to Draco like he was afraid his lover was going to slip away while he slept.

One of the hardest tests had been when Harry had gone for his monthly dinner at the Burrow and had insisted on taking Draco with him. He'd been secretly terrified that he wouldn't make it out alive, but they'd all been pleasant.

After dinner Molly had been unusually quiet as she watched the two of them. When it was time to go, she'd walked up to them and hugged Harry tightly and then Draco had found himself in a motherly hug as well. When she had pulled back, she kissed him on the cheek and whispered "thank you" to him. It was one of the oddest, most wonderful nights of his life.

Now they were about to walk into Diagon Alley hand in hand and Draco was terrified. Not for himself, but for Harry. He'd come a long way in the last three months but he was still a little unsure of himself and his place in the world. They had stuck to muggle areas when they'd gone out before this, but it was time to stop hiding from the Wizarding world.

Draco tightened his grip and pulled his boyfriend to him, holding him tight. He ignored the curious stares of the pub patrons and smiled at Harry.

"I can't wait to go out there and show everyone how lucky I am to have such an amazing boyfriend." He bent and kissed Harry's adorable nose. "However, I reserve the right to hex anyone who dares to take your smile away today. It's our day and I refuse the let anyone spoil it, alright?"

Harry's hand came up to curl around Draco's cheek. "You won't hex anyone today. People can say what they want about us but I don't care. I…" He licked his lips and it made Draco want to nibble on them. "I love you Draco, with all my heart. Anyone who has a problem with it can kiss my arse."

Draco couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. "You love me huh? And this is the place you decide to tell me?"

Harry's smile faltered a little. "Did I screw it up?"

Draco just shook his head and bent and kissed him. As soon as those perfect lips parted for him, he delved inside, their tongues curling together. When they both needed to breathe, he pulled back.

"No sweetheart, you didn't screw it up. It's the absolute perfect place to tell me." He couldn't stop himself from kissing him again. "I love you too." He panted the words out as Harry pressed closer to him.

All of the sudden Draco felt that familiar strange pull in the middle of his stomach and he found himself in the middle of his bedroom with Harry practically climbing him.

"I though you hated Apparating." He slid his hands down and cupped Harry's arse. He pulled him up so that the smaller man could wrap his legs around Draco's waist, pressing their cocks together.

Harry had nuzzled his way into Draco's neck and pulled back a little to answer. "I do, but I wanted to get home quickly and besides…" Those green eyes found his, pupils blown with lust. He leaned up and whispered in Draco's ear. "…you'd never let me fall."

Draco shivered and walked toward the bed with Harry in his arms. When his knees touched the edge, he lowered his lover gently and then lay beside him. He slid one hand around the back of Harry's neck and pulled him in for a dizzying kiss. "You're right…I won't."

Harry pulled back and got up on his knees. He unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing and let it slip off his shoulders, his eyes never leaving Draco's. He grabbed it and tossed it to the floor and then reached for the button of his jeans. Draco's hand came up to stop him.

"Are you sure baby? You don't have to if you're not ready." He and Harry had done a lot of things in the last three months but he'd never pushed for the thing he wanted most. To be inside Harry was almost more than he could dream of, but Harry had needed time and Draco was determined to give it to him.

Harry's hands came up to frame Draco's face. He leaned in and kissed him on the forehead before resting them together.

"I love you and I want to know what it feels like to have you make love to me. I'm not scared and you're not pushing me into it, I promise."

Draco kissed him again and then gently lowered him to the bed once more. "Let me…"

His boyfriend nodded and Draco reached for the button on Harry's jeans, popping it and lowering the zipper slowly. He let his knuckles drag over the hardening flesh that seem to be trying to escape as the pants opened. Harry gasped and tried to thrust against the friction.

"Not yet my love. I plan on taking my time." He grabbed the waistband of Harry's jeans and pulled them down, smiling when the smaller man lifted his hips to make it easier for him to take them off.

Draco tossed the pants to the floor and leaned in to nuzzle against the soft cotton covering Harry's erection. "You smell so good baby." Harry whimpered and reached down to scrabble at Draco's shirt.

"Off…you need to be naked too." It was a demand he couldn't resist. He sat up and pulled his shirt off before standing up on the bed and quickly undoing his jeans and shoving them off, briefs and all.

Harry reached toward him. "You're so beautiful Draco." His voice was soft and full of awe.

Draco smiled as a blush spread over Harry's cheeks and down his chest. "Sorry. I know you're not supposed to call blokes beautiful…" He ducked his head for a moment but then brought it up defiantly so looked into his eyes. "But you really are."

Draco chuckled. "I've been called worse…" He stepped between Harry's legs and then sank to his knees. He leaned in to kiss his way up Harry's torso, smiling when the other man's hands sunk into his hair. "Besides, you're kind of beautiful yourself."

Harry bit his lip and ducked his head in embarrassment. He wasn't very good at receiving compliments.

Draco lifted Harry's chin and smiled into his eyes. "None of that now, sweetheart." He leaned in and kissed him until he forgot his embarrassment and wrapped both arms around Draco's neck.

He kissed his way down Harry's jaw to the sensitive place behind his ear that always made him writhe under Draco. He nipped and sucked at it renewing the purple bruise that almost always seemed to be there now.

Harry was moaning and had wrapped his legs around Draco's thighs, trying to get more friction where he needed it most. Draco mouthed his way down to Harry's chest, stopping to circle his tongue around the dark pink of his areola, waiting for the smaller man to beg before sucking it in and biting it gently.

The smaller man mewled his approval, arching up, pressing more of himself to his boyfriend. Draco slid his arms behind Harry's back, pulling him up and into his lap. He loved how Harry fit there, clinging to Draco and letting himself go.

He worked over the tempting dusky nubs until Harry was rutting against his stomach. "I'm going to lay you down on your front, all right?" Harry nodded and then Draco pulled a pillow down, turning the other man and laying him down with the pillow under his hips.

Draco hadn't done this before, although he had made Harry come just by rubbing over his prostate with one finger and sucking on his neck.

He stretched himself out over Harry and pressed gentle kisses down his spine until he reached the cleft of his ass. He couldn't help rubbing his cheek over the velvety skin, smiling when it caused Harry to press back into the touch.

"Gods…Draco…please" Harry's voice was soft and sweet, pleading for something he didn't even know he needed.

"I've got you baby. Just relax." Draco used his hands to pull Harry's cheeks apart and leaned in to flick his tongue softly over the wrinkled pink skin.

"Oh…Merlin…" The words were startled out of Harry and Draco looked up to see the other man's hands fisted into the blanket under him. "That feels brilliant."

Draco continued his ministrations licking and sucking on the rim of Harry's hole, before pointing his tongue and pressing it in slowly. Harry pressed back into the sensation and Draco hummed his approval, causing his lover to cry out.

"Draco…fuck…gonna." Draco reached under Harry and grabbed the base of his cock, pulling his mouth back and holding tight until Harry relaxed a little.

"I want to see your face sweetheart. Roll over for me." Harry was practically boneless but he moved because Draco asked him to. He settled on his back his ass still resting on the pillow and smiled up at Draco with love and wonder. He reached out his arms and Draco was powerless to resist.

He moved to blanket the smaller man with his body, letting their cocks rub together, while they moaned their pleasure. Draco murmured a wandless spell that left his fingers slick. He could have used a preparation spell on Harry, but he wanted to do it himself this first time.

He distracted Harry with kisses as he moved his slick hand between them and stroke Harry's cock a few times before letting it slide back to circle around the sensitive skin around his entrance. It was already a little loose from Draco rimming him, but he wanted to make sure it was all about pleasure and nothing about pain for Harry.

The other man's hands were gripping his shoulders tightly, as if making sure he couldn't get away. He was so relaxed that he didn't even clench up at all when Draco slid his finger in to the first knuckle and he pushed back against it for more almost immediately.

"Draco…oh my love…" Draco smiled against Harry's mouth. Some people got dirty mouths when they were aroused, but his boyfriend just got positively sappy instead.

"What do you need baby?" Draco already knew but wanted to hear him say it.

"You…please…just you." Harry had moved one hand to tangle in Draco's hair, pulling him in closer to suck on his neck. Every time Draco's tongue or lips passed over that bruise, Harry shivered.

"You have me Harry." Draco slid another finger in, stopping and waiting when Harry's muscled gripped him tightly for a moment.

"Don't stop…need this." Draco shook his head as Harry pleaded.

"I won't…I promise." Draco moved his fingers in and out, scissoring them as they went until Harry was begging for more.

"Now Draco…please…I'm ready."

Draco nodded and pulled his fingers out. He muttered the spell again, slicking his fingers again and then stroking his cock. He put Harry's legs high around his waist and groaned as they tried to pull him in.

He lined himself up with Harry and pushed in slowly, stopping with every wince and hitch of breath that the smaller man gave.

Finally he was as deep as he could go and he stopped and waited.

Harry's eye's had slipped shut when Draco entered him, but now they opened and Harry looked up at him, his eyes full of love and wonder and awe.

"You feel so good in me Draco. Please move for me." He petted his hand down the side of Draco's face as he said it.

Draco kissed him deeply and then pulled out just a little, thrusting back in gently.

Harry groaned and pulled on him a little harder so Draco kept moving, pulling out a little further every time until he was thrusting hard, making sure to hit Harry's prostate with every stroke.

Neither of them had any words, just whines of pleasure and the slapping of skin on skin. Draco watched as Harry inched his hand toward his cock and he beat him to it. He stroked him firmly like he knew Harry liked it, trying to keep some kind of rhythm.

All of the sudden Harry's eyes flew open and he gasped. "Draco…I…"

Draco could feel every muscle in Harry's body tightening as he pumped into him.

"Let it go Harry…please. Let me see it baby." Draco used the pet name deliberately. Harry had confessed how much he liked it one night after too much wine.

Harry's back arched as thick ropes of wet heat covered his stomach and chest and Draco's hand. Watching his lover fall apart was completely intoxicating for Draco and the squeeze of his orgasm around his cock had Draco following soon after. He cried out Harry's name and collapsed on top of him.

He let himself languish for a moment before trying to move, but found himself held in place by slim hands curled around his biceps and surprisingly strong legs around his thighs.

"Stay please. Just for a minute." Harry's voice was happy and content.

"As long as you want my love." Draco leaned on one elbow to take some of his weight off the smaller man but Harry's grip was fierce. He contented himself with kissing Harry's face, sliding his lips softly over his cheekbones and forehead before letting their lips slid together lazily.

When the grip holding him finally loosened, he slid out carefully and moved to lie on his back beside his boyfriend. He mumbled a cleansing charm, too lazy to get out of bed to get a cloth.

Draco slipped an arm under Harry's neck and then smiled when he rolled over and plastered himself to Draco's side. It was his favorite way to sleep, his head on Draco's strong chest with his ear over Draco's heart.

"I like listening to your heart slow down after, makes me sleepy." Harry's voice wasn't much more than a mumble.

"I think orgasms make you sleepy, silly git." He couldn't keep the smile out of his voice if he wanted to.

Harry pressed a kiss over Draco's heart. "Good thing you love me then, isn't it?"

Draco pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "Hmmm, it's true."

Harry threw one leg over Draco's hip and snuggled in closer. "Love you too Draco…" He drifted off and Draco lay there listening to the sound of him breath.

He and Harry had come a long way since they were eleven and Draco knew that things were finally the way they were supposed to be.