Date Day
Draco stood by the Great Hall, teetering on the balls of his feet as he waited for his boyfriend to come down to lunch. Usually they would walk down together but today Draco had different ideas. Harry had been under a lot of pressure lately with the Tournament and his newly reformed friendship with Weasel so Draco had decided to steal him away for the entire day and help him relax. (In non sexual ways, get your minds out of the gutter. Tut tut.) They hadn't spent much time alone together since the second task so Draco had the entire day planned.
The raucous laughter of their friend group came flooding down the hall and the group of Slythendors ambled happily down the stairs. Draco took this small moment to gaze at them his housemates with pride. It was hard to believe that merely a few months ago Slytherins and Gryffindors were slyly hexing each other in the corridors or not so slyly duelling in the courtyards. Now, the two houses had practically blasted the way to new house unity. Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, Slytherins and Gryffindors could be found in any common room now. Draco himself had some Puff-Pals; Hannah Abbott was actually rather pleasant to talk to, she had a wonderful grasp of Ancient Runes.
He watched as Pansy linked arms with Hermione as they nagged Ron about homework. Blaise was in an animated discussion with Neville about Herbology and some essay they had been assigned, while Harry was debating Quidditch teams with Theo and laughing at Ron's plight. Dean and Seamus were chatting quietly to themselves, hand in hand as they had finally stopped being obtuse idiots and had asked each other out. Crabbe and Goyle were in Saturday detention with Severus for blowing up another new cauldron. Honestly, those idiots. He shook his head. "What are you shaking your head so negatively?" Harry chided, greeting him with a kiss on his forehead. "Crabbe and Goyle." He supplied dryly.
Harry laughed. "They're in detention again aren't they?" Draco rolled his eyes and nodded grimly. "Honestly, it's the fifth cauldron in a row that they've destroyed. How can they be so bad at Potions?" "Maybe they just have a proclivity for pyrotechnics." Seamus quipped. Dean sighed. "McGonagall said that to him when she gave him detention last week for blowing up his goblet. Now he won't stop saying it." He explained with faux aggravation. Seamus nudged him with his shoulder. "You know you loooooooove me."
"Can we all stop being so revoltingly in love?" Pansy asked snidly. "We'll stop being in love when you stop planning to take over the world." Blaise supplied. "Well carry on then." She said nonchalantly as she cleaned her nails with a knife. No one questioned where it came from. "Wanna go in?" Harry asked Draco as the rest of them swarmed into the Great Hall. "Nope." Draco said, popping the p. "We have other plans." He announced grandly. Harry raised an eyebrow, grinning slightly. "Oh we do?"
Draco began to tug him away from the Great Hall and towards the entrance doors. "We do." He stated. "Do these plans of ours involve food?" "They do indeed." "Then lead the way."
[Time skip because the only interesting thing that happens from now till Draco's surprise is the giant squid waving its tentacles.]
"Are we there yet?" Harry asked yet again. Draco's eyebrow twitched. "For the tenth time, no." Harry fell silent for a few seconds. Key word: few. "Are we arriving at our destination soon?" He asked slowly. "Changing the words doesn't change the meaning!" Draco exclaimed in fond exasperation. He loved him and all, but jeez, Harry had no patience! They rounded a corner of the Great Lake and Harry stopped in his tracks, his mouth dropping open. Draco smirked and continued walking towards the little copse of trees he had found two days ago while wandering around during one of Harry's "friend dates" with Ron.
A small cluster of trees stretched up to the sky, surrounding a small clearing in which Draco had set up a picnic. A small section of the bright green grass was covered in a stereotypical red checkered blanket. One of those square woven picnic baskets weighed down one of the corners and another woven basket (round this time) held bottles of Butterbeer. Harry gazed around in awe as he walked slowly towards the blanket where Draco now sat, turning around in circles as he walked.
"Training for the ballet Potter?" Draco snickered at his incredibly unfunny joke. Harry rolled his eyes. "Haha. Seriously though, Dray, you did all this? For me?" Draco shrugged, ignoring the warmth blooming in his chest. "You've been so stressed lately and we haven't spent much time alone together in the past week or two." (Two weeks and three days actually. He's been counting.) Harry shook his head, knelt down on the blanket and held Draco's face with both hands. He caressed his cheekbones with his thumbs as he smiled in disbelief. "You are amazing." He enunciated each word carefully. He kissed him softly everywhere on his face. His forehead, both cheeks, his nose then his mouth. Draco hummed and deepened the kiss slightly. Harry moaned and pulled away before it could get too heated.
"Can't let this food go to waste." He said with a smirk, although his breathlessness ruined his snarkiness. Draco pouted and mumbled something that sounded vaguely like " stupid cockblocking pastries." Harry gasped dramatically. "Don't insult the pastries! Don't worry," he said gravely to the basket, "he didn't mean it." Draco snorted in a very un-pureblood manner and shoved his laughing boyfriend. "Come on, I'm hungry."
They unpacked the basket and Merlin, Draco went all out. Treacle tarts, pumpkin pasties, eclairs, brownies, sandwiches, salad, couscous, pasta salad, a thermos of soup (just in case it got cold), barbecued kebabs! Harry immediately reached for one of the lamb kebabs. Mouth watering, he tore of a piece with a groan as the taste of different spices and that smokiness that only barbecuing can achieve burst in his mouth. Draco could only raise an eyebrow and laugh. The man loved his food.
They spent a good hour just eating, laughing and lounging around. Harry had somehow found his way onto Draco's lap and he was laughing at a story the blond was telling, nudging his hand with his head as the blond played with his hair. "And then Crabbe added tentacula venom to the already on fire potion and it just blew up in his face! Severus was seething but you should have seen him when the potion splattered him. He grew an extra arm! Out of his head!" Harry laughed heartily, gasping for breath as he imagined his grumpy potions professor with an extra arm growing out of his head.
Draco grinned as he had to accio a drink for the raven haired boy. Harry took it gladly, choking on air now but he couldn't stop the bursts of giggles forcing their way out of him. Draco leaned back on the soft grass and closed his eyes, completely at peace until he felt something drop onto his face. His face scrunched up in confusion, eyes still closed. Something else dropped on his face. Then another. And another. His eyes sprung open to a sky filling up fast with dark clouds and droplets of rain falling fast. "Shit!" He cursed.
The two jumped up, collecting everything into a bundle in their arms as they sprinted from their picnic spot through the now lashing rain. Harry laughed freely as they ran through the freezing cold. The reached a small overhang in a courtyard, both soaked to the bone, laughing hysterically. Harry's arms overflowed with blankets and pillows and Draco's squished the baskets close to his chest. The two eyed each other and burst into carefree laughter all over again. "Happy stress free day." Draco joked. "Best stress free day ever." Harry replied, beaming broadly.
Draco beamed back, and tugged him into a kiss, the baskets and blankets falling to the ground at their feet. "You know we're gonna catch a cold now." Harry mumbled against his lips. Draco rolled his eyes. "Shut up and kiss me." Harry had no problems with that.
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True to his word, the next day Draco woke up coughing and sniffling, trying to breathe through a blocked nose and fighting a headache. "Told you." Harry muttered. "Shut ub and get be soup." Draco croaked.