drao sat bak dow oea. “you’re really very luky to have a friend like granger.” he frer-weasley, i should say now.”
“a to her, i’m luky to have you, too,” harry replied. he took a sip of his tea. “mmm, perfet.”
drao’s lips urled upwards in a small smile, but he shook his head. “i was the oep through that doorway.”
“and then you divided your time betweeh me and looking for a way to ure me,” harry said firmly. “so, like i said, i’m luky to have you, drao.”
drao looked up at him, shok in his grey eyes. “sine when have you alled me drao?”
harry realised his mistake, but then abruptly deided that it wasn’t a mistake at all. “si i like you, and i wao ker.”
“you would like us to be friends?” drao asked, hopefulness in his tone.
“no,” harry said, ahed as drao’s expression losed up again and his eyes dipped away. he remembered what future drao had told him, the ahey had speher, and harry realised that if he wanted a ha future to ome true, there was somethio do. he reahed out and urled his fingers in dra him loser. “i wahat,” he said, and kissed him.
it was just like their kiss on the sofa iure; hot a a, drao’s firemblied his haively up harry’s heek, his to against harry’s own, until harry deepehe kiss and his instints kiked ihing liked inside harry’s hest and he whimpered into drao’s mouth, waing it all, a he’d get it.
a brief glimpse wasn’t enough for harry, not aed everything, and now that he khing looked like, he was going to move heaveo make sure that he got it.