I Promise

Harry woke up the next morning hugging someone, he expected Ron and almost kissed his forehead until he noticed this hair was blonde, not red.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Harry?" Draco muttered with his eyes closed apparently oblivious to their positions.
"You had... Umm... A nightmare."
"Oh god! Did you hear me?!" Draco asked absolutely terrified. He opened his eyes and struggled to scoot as far away from Harry as he could on the small bed.
"Yes. And if you don't mind, I'd like you to tell me about it."
"Why would I do such a thing Potter?!"
"Because I'll tell you about my dream the night you saw Ron petting my hair."
Draco knew he couldn't tell Harry his dream, but he also knew that he had to, so he left names out and continued calling Harry 'him' instead.
Harry punched Draco in the arm, "Who's 'him'?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Well I can't tell you my dream either, but I knew I'd get you to share through bribery."
"Oh my God! You're such a Slytherin!"
Harry laughed, "No you git, I'm a Gryffindor!"
Draco facepalmed at Harry's sarcastic comment.
Ron expected to come into to boys arguing and snapping at each other, he was hoping he'd walk in on two boys arguing and snapping at each other, but instead he walked in on two laughing boys. He didn't like that.
"Hullo Harry!" Ron piped up trying to sound happy.
"Hullo Ron!" Harry said kissing Ron deeply on the mouth.
Ron blushed, and Harry didn't, in fact he didn't feel anything anymore. He felt like instead of him actually Ron he felt like it was all to get Draco jealous, and now he knew why. Instead of Draco pulling away this time and gagging, he just stayed there and smirked.
"Now I know why you two are seen as the power couple," he added before walking through the door and heading to the library.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Ron asked genuine worry in his eyes.
"I'm just so fu**ing lucky to have a friend like you..."
Then just like that Harry realized why he didn't see Ron as his lover before, not just because a pair of grey eyes had caught his attention before, but because Ron was his best friend, and what was to happen if they fought. Or they broke up. Or Harry needed advice from a friend, not a boyfriend.
"Ron... What if we break up? Or what if we fight? Or what if I need a friend to be there not a love interest?!" Harry said as a gold tear streamed down his face.
"Harry," he looked at him affectionately,"you know that- YOUR TEARS ARE GOLD!" Ron suddenly yelped.
"Should I get Madame Pomfrey or?"
"No, I just want to talk to you."
Ron calmed, "Okay."
"You know that I've loved you since I first started holding you for your nightmares every night, but I've been thinking the same thing, what if we were never meant to be more than friends?"
Harry lunged and basically tackled Ron into a hug and wrapped his beautiful wings around him, gold tears streaming furiously down his face, "Thank you."
"Well someone," he said looking pointedly at Harry, "once told me I was he best friend anyone could ever have."
Harry just laughed.
Ron looked joyous, "And if it makes you feel any better, I think you and Draco would be good together, and I want you to know I'd support you no matter what."
"I know Ron, I know. You know what else I know?" Harry asked blushing.
"What?"
"That you and 'Mione should date."
Ron blushed, said his goodbyes, and walked out the door not paying attention.
He ran into Hermione who was on her way in and realized that his true love had been in front of him the whole time.
Harry watched as the door closed as Ron walked out. Harry played back in his chair when suddenly he realised Draco wasn't beside him, Madame Pomfrey will have a fit if he isn't near me, Harry thought. Harry got up and stretched his wings, the good news was he wasn't as sick any more. But he wasn't perfectly well. He walked to the library to find Draco. He was sitting at a chair, alone. Draco was reading a spell book on curses and Harry walked up to him.
"Whatcha doing?" Harry asked casually.
"Trying to figure out what the heck is going on," Draco muttered.
"Hey Madame Pomfrey wanted us to stay in the room," Harry said, he actually wanted to cuddle with Draco again.
"Well I guess I will go when she starts yelling at me," That was Draco's only reply.
"Is something wrong?" Harry asked confused.
"No. Nothing is wrong. You can go back. I'm going to stay here," Draco said, not really paying attention to Harry.
"Well I don't want to get sick and not have you around" Harry sighed and sat down next to Draco. Draco scooted maybe 5 inches away from Harry, Harry narrowed his eyes. Harry picked Draco up from where he was sitting.
"HEY!! " Draco exclaimed, struggling.
Harry sat him on his lap and glared at Draco.
"I do not want to cough up any more blood!! I like to keep it where it is!" Harry spoke harshly.
"I don't have to sit on you!!" Draco spat.
"No, but I'd like you to," Harry said looking away annoyed. Draco rolled his eyes.
"I want off!" Draco whined.
"Fine!" Harry snapped, pushing Draco off his lap. Yet Harry kept his wing wrapped around Draco. Draco sighed and continued reading until someone started screeching their names.
"HARRY AND DRACO!!!" Madame Pomfrey yelled.
Draco stood up and walked beside Harry as they walked back to their room with a furious professor glaring at them.
"You two are to stay here all times and together. We can't let you go back to class until next week. And even so there are going to be changes made," Madame Pomfrey informed them.
"What kind of changes?" Draco asked confused.
"Changes," Madame Pomfrey said and walked off.
Draco sighed and looked at their room boredly.
"What do you want to do?" Harry asked, bored himself.
Draco's wings flapped.
"You know, we have wings...." Draco said staring at them with a smile.
"Yeah... and?" Harry asked confused.
Draco flapped his wings and continued to, soon he was flying around in the the room, laughing. Harry watched and laughed as Draco ran into a wall.
"OWW!!" Draco yelled.
"Watch where you're going Malfoy!" Harry called to him. Soon Harry joined in and the two flew in the not very big room. Draco flew right into Harry who fell back against a wall and the two tumbled to the floor. Draco had landed softly on Harry's chest and Harry had wrapped his wings around Draco to keep him safe from the fall. It wasn't a very long fall, but it still hurt.
"Are you ok Draco?" Harry asked picking Draco up.
"Yeah yeah. Ouch," Draco said wincing.
Harry rubbed his hands on Draco's back and Draco smiled until he realized what was happening and moved away. Harry sighed and got up from their tumble. Draco was tired and walked over to the bed and collapsed on it. Harry followed and wrapped his wings around Draco and cuddling him and soon the two fell asleep.
Harry woke up and without hesitating pushed Draco off of himself, as much as that face of betrayal had hurt him, he didn't want Draco to be covered in-
"Blood, so much blood!" Draco said through gritted teeth cursing.
"Ho-hol-hold me. Pl-please!" Harry lunged for Draco afraid.
Draco's expression softened, "Of course Harry."
He hugged Harry peacefully until realization dawned obviously on Harry's face, "Well? Spit it out Harry!"
"You called me by my first name!!"
Draco felt his face going red, "Yes, whatever Potter."
"Neeeewwwooooooo! Call me Harry!" he realized what he said and coughed awkwardly, "Umm, or not, whatever you want umm Draco."
"No it's ok... Harry."
Harry looked absolutely joyous and hugged Draco tightly. Draco could only smile.
When Madame Pomfrey arrived with their food Harry was absolutely starving. He grabbed the tray, bid her thanks, and basically inhaled the food.
Draco laughed out loud, the crumbs on his face falling around him. Harry couldn't help but notice the small piece of treacle tart that was on Draco's bottom lip.
"Harry, Harry! What're you looking at?"
Harry shook his head and looked at Draco. He could only bite his lower lip to keep him from leaning over and eating his favorite treat off of his lip.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Draco asked doing his best not to blush, but he could already feel the heat rising to his ears and cheeks.
"I really want to eat the treacle tart that on your bottom lip," Harry said suddenly. He covered his mouth with his hands obviously not meaning to say it out loud.
"What?" Draco was completely confused.
But the innocent look on Draco's face had turned Harry on so quickly that he basically lunged at Draco and kissed him. Draco was taken aback at first, but then joined in on the kiss.
Harry attempted to pull away, but Draco was having none of that who pulled Harry back in not wanting him to leave at all. Harry now knew that Draco wanted this kiss as much as he did and started to get more passionate.
Harry licked Draco's bottom lip, and Draco opened his mouth allowing entrance. Harry seized the opportunity and licked the roof of Draco's mouth. Draco opened his mouth and moaned openly. And that's what pleased Harry.
"I guess I'll have to try harder next time to get you to moan sooner," Harry said seductively.
"Not if I get to you first," Draco said getting one last peck before placing his head in the crease of Harry's neck.
Draco snuggled as close as he good get to Harry. Harry smiled, pleased. Draco had never felt this way about anyone before, this feeling was amazing. Harry kissed the top part of his head. Draco smiled and fell into a deep sleep while Harry stroked his shoulders, back, wings, and head. When he awoke he felt his someone's lips on his neck and saw that Harry was kissing his neck and murmuring to himself.  Harry's eyes met his and Draco kissed his lips, long and slow, with his tongue inside Harry's mouth. Harry just returned the gift. Yet draco wasn't satisfied, he pulled himself onto Harry's lap and kissed him passionately and soon Harry was moaning softly
"Ahh.. there we go," Draco said pleased with himself.
"You did get me first," Harry admitted.
Draco continued and Harry were kissing more and more, until they both broke apart gasping for air. Harry wanted to continue yet Draco was hungry.
"Man, I'm hungry," Draco complained
"For?" Harry asked.
"You," Draco said teasingly.
"Well I can get that for you," Harry said picking Draco up and laying him on the couch at the far side in the corner of the room. He pushed Draco down and Draco laughed. Harry bent and licked Draco's neck seductively and worked his way to his lips. Harry massaged his hands into Draco's back and Draco moaned in pleasure.  draco had a leg wrapped around Harry's waist and he was letting Harry's shirt off. Harry was busy inside Draco's mouth to really notice or care. And soon the shirt was off and Harry was shirtless and pressing himself against Draco. Draco admired Harry's body, so perfect. Draco let out a gasp as Harry squeezed his calf. Harry laughed.
"Harry, Madame Pomfrey will be here soon," Draco murmured.
"So? I need you," Harry growled and was working at Draco's shirt.
"No. Please Harry. Not yet," Draco asked.
Harry still took off Draco's shirt and pressed himself up against dragon's shirtless body. Their wings wrapped around themselves. Harry bit Draco's collarbone and started to kiss his neck again. Draco ran his hands across Harry's back and chest. Draco heard a knock on the door and Harry paid no heed to it. He just kissed harder and soon Draco was struggling to keep in his moans. Harry was wild in love. Draco tired to get up yet Harry pushed him down.
"I will go get it," Harry said and got up and opened the door. Madame Pomfrey looked at the two shirtless boys and understanding dawned on her.
"Oh.. I didn't mean to interrupt," Madame Pomfrey said trying to get her her thoughts together.
"Here is lunch," she said putting the trays down which had some type of pasta on it with a salad. Harry thanked her and she shut and locked the door.
"After I'm finished eating, we continue!" Harry said triumphantly.
"Oh we will," Draco said slightly embarrassed, but still managing to keep his seductive tone.
Harry and Draco had just finished their food and were already getting back at each other furiously.
Harry pushed Draco against the wall and started kissing his neck moving his way up to Draco's lower lip and biting it. Draco moaned with pleasure, but he wasn't going to let Harry have all the fun. Draco moved and caused Harry to switch positions with him and shoved him lightly onto the couch. At first Harry looked surprised, and then he looked fiercely into Draco's eyes. Draco placed himself on top of Harry and held Harry's wrist down so that Harry couldn't move his arm to get up. He started kissing Harry passionately his tongue finding all of Harry's teeth in his mouth. He slowly worked his way down kissing his neck, down his abdomen, and Harry continued to moan with pleasure at how good Draco was at this. Before Draco could get him pantsless he managed to move his wrist and put himself on top of Draco. He moved his lips furiously tasting every bit of Draco's tongue and chest and neck, taking in his scent, anything to keep him from moving.
They couldn't hold in their moans, and soon enough every bit of clothing they had had on was on the floor.
Draco let sounds of pleasure escape as Harry worked. Their clothing scattered all over the floor. Though Harry had ripped Draco's shirt and somehow his pants too. Draco will be needing to use the Reparo spell on his clothes after this, but he wasn't worrying about that. Instead he was busy allowing Harry in him. Harry never looked so happy. And Draco never felt so happy. Draco's legs were wrapped around Harry's stomach and Harry worked down to his dick.  Draco moaned and Harry dug deeper. Harry's wings were moving slightly and were placed behind his back. Draco stroked the wings and soon Harry was working harder and harder.
"Harry you are going to kill me," Moaned Draco.
"You just can't handle my mouth around your cock," Harry mumbled and went back to his dirty work.
"I need a turn," Draco said trying to switch but Harry refused and soon the two tongues were wrapped around in their mouths and Harry was furiously pushing himself into Draco. Draco couldn't move, and it felt so good, too good. Draco heard a knock on the door again, most likely for dinner. Yet as soon as he tried to get his clothes Harry just shoved him on the floor and refused to let him up. Draco really didn't mind but poor Madame Pomfrey. She stopped knocking and left while Draco moaned and moaned. Soon Draco managed to push Harry off with his wings. Harry looked so hurt. But Draco jumped and took his turn and they were back into each other. Draco's tongue worked into Harry and Harry moaned, the sound pleased Draco and he went harder. The two were tied and looked at each other, their eyes burning in desire. Harry stroked Draco and this time Draco did not inch away from him, he let Harry pick him up and lay him on the bed. Harry covered Draco in the covers, kissing his head.
"Where are you going?" Draco whimpered.
"I will be back love," Harry reassured him.
He put on his clothes and unlocked the door, he got the plate full of food and brought it in the room, locking the door behind him.
"Go ahead and eat," Harry ordered.
"But... I'm not hungry," Draco lied.
"You must be hungry from our labor and if you don't eat you won't get more," Harry teased.
Draco sighed and ate the food Madame Pomfrey gave them.
"Now?" Draco asked hopefully.
"I don't k..." Harry started to say. But Draco wasn't waiting any longer and shoved Harry down on the bed pulling his clothes off. Harry laughed and Draco went back to his fun. The two were very sore and tired in the morning. Yet both were very happy.
"You run off to the filthy mud blood. Goodbye Harry," Draco had spat.
"Draco, why, why are you acting like this?"
"Harry I think we all know the real reason I had done all those horribly nasty things with you."
Draco studied the hurt expression on Harry's face, "No? Oh Harry," he said making a pouty face, "You're no longer the golden boy Harry, I have all the attention, and you're simply the boy who f***ed a death eater."
"Besides I did get horribly jealous of Ron, but when I saw how many people flocked to him when you started dating, well I had a plan,"
"And poor, poor Potter, you've been caught in the middle of it."
"Wait till I tell everyone how you've forced poor Draco Malfoy into being your latest fuckbuddy," Draco finally finished smirking.
Then the scene changed and everyone was pointing at Harry yelling at him for doing such horrible things, he was jinxed and hexed. Suddenly everyone who was pointing at him had crumbled to dust and Voldemort appeared treading on them.
"I told you you'd never find love," Voldemort sneered laughing, "AVADA KEDA-"
Harry woke up holding Draco, but instead of kissing him on the temple like he wanted to he scooted away. He didn't know why he did this, I mean after all it was only a dream. It felt more real than that though. It felt like Malfoy had really done those things.
"Oh so we're back to last names," Harry muttered to himself.
Luckily Draco hadn't woke up, but Harry could still remember the nightmare clearly. He stood up and started flapping his wings gently as if it helped him think. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to go try these out," he thought to himself.
He snuck out through the door in the infirmary and headed to the quidditch field. He fluttered his wings and soon enough he was zooming around freely, his hands touching the moist fluffiness of the clouds.
He let out a light laugh as he felt the wind rustling his already extremely untidy hair.
"This is wonderful," he murmured to himself.
"Are you talking to yourself Potter? Another plot for attention I presume," Draco snickered into Harry's ear.
Harry yelped and flew upward remembering the last time Draco had said that in the baths.
"You scared me Malfoy!" Harry breathed.
Draco looked taken aback at first, but then moved closer to Harry.
"I heard the door open, I expected it was you, but I wasn't sure so I went outside and sure enough I saw an angel a little too early for my liking, I really didn't want to die ye-" Draco realized he was rambling and stopped himself.
Harry smirked, "Alrighty then, Malfoy."
Once again Draco looked hurt, "What did I do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Harry, seriously, just tell me what I did, and I'll do anything, Harry just please," there were tears streaming down his face.
Harry widened his eyes, "Malfoy, I don't understand, what's the matter?"
"Ugh! You're such a f***ing git Potter," he spat.
Did he just call me Potter?
Harry gasped, he didn't realize that he was calling him Malfoy.
"Draco! Draco I'm sorry!" Harry hurried after him tucking his wings inward so that he could swoop down more quickly.
Draco had wings too so it would be difficult to pick him up, but Harry didn't want to pick him up, he just needed a way to get Draco to have his back facing the ground. He took his wand out, mustered up enough power, and then did a slight twirl with his wrist. Draco tried to resist the powerful magic, but didn't have enough strength especially since he was shuddering his breaths from crying.
As soon as Draco was facing him Harry loomed down and kissed him sweetly and softly on the lips. Draco immediately slowed down and put his fingers in Harry's hair. The two were now flying, Draco his back to the ground, faces together.
"I'm sorry," Harry took Draco's hand in his, "You're more than just Malfoy, you're Draco, you're my Draco."
Draco smiled and the two landed holding each other before walking back inside.
"You are in so much trouble!" Madame Pomfrey yelled.
The two boys looked at each other knowingly and shrugged.