The courting

Chapter 37. The first night at his place

Harry POV

"Father, it will only be one night! Please, he is my fiancé!" I was begging my father.
"Lord Gaunt, I won't do anything to your son, I just want to have dinner with him and let him sleep and my mansion." Draco was helping me.
He wouldn't yield until I gave him my puppy eyes. They always work!

"But only, after you took this potion." mother threw in. He gave me a magenta potion, and the moment I had it in my hands, Draco started to chuckle.
"What is it?" I asked when I opened the bottle. "It's a so called 'before honeymoon'-potion. It will alarm the brewer the second something sexual happens to the drinker." Draco laughed.

I just shrugged my shoulders and downed the bottle, it didn't have a taste and I didn't feel strange afterwards.
"And Draco, I want him at my doorstep tomorrow at ten a.m. And if he is anything but happy, you will be the next one to enter this cage." father threatened Draco, who promised to take good care of me.
Then he gripped my hand and we left the meeting discreetly.

We apparated to his mansion in France, and when we entered the living room, we found two house elves cleaning while playing 20 questions.
"Toppy, Wally, let me introduce you to my fiancé. Harry, this is my house elf, Toppy, and her boyfriend, Wally." he introduced us.
The both seemed happy to meet me, but understood soon that we wanted a little private time, just us two, and left to retire for the night.

"So, there is leftover lasagna from lunch. I know it isn't the fanciest food..." Draco said after checking the kitchen.
"Did you make it yourself?" I asked and sat myself down.
"Yes."
"Then I would like two pieces!"
Draco was a divine cook, and I was really hungry.

Draco came out of the kitchen, carrying two plates, and a bottle of liquid.
"One plate for my queen." he said and placed the steaming plate in front of me, then he sat himself down.

"What is in the bottle, love?" I asked curious.
"It's grape juice. My family doesn't drink a lot, and we often use this to trick people into thinking they get wine, when they are getting a little too drunk." he answered, pouring me a glass.
We spent the dinner with a light conversation, being it the first time we are alone together.

And the lasagna was indeed heavenly, and I could have had another piece, it was just so good.

But I wasn't sure if I came of as greedy and uncaring of my weight. I have read a lot of romance novels, and all the girls in them were slim and didn't eat much, and their boyfriend often praised them for being thin and pretty.
I didn't want Draco to leave me because I was getting fat and ugly!

What brought me out of my thoughts was a fork in front of my mouth, lasagna on it.
"Do you want more? I am full, and you seem a little hungry still." Draco said, pushing the fork against my mouth.

"Don't you think I shouldn't?" I asked in a small voice.

Draco looked surprised and pulled his fork back.
"Do you think the food tastes bad? What is it, love?" he asks and pulls me up from my chair and into his lap.

"I don't want to get fat and ugly, and have you leave me..." I said shyly, not looking at him.

I felt his arms around me, hugging me close to him.
"Harry, you are beautiful. You shouldn't worry about your weight. And who said some pounds more will me bad? You don't need to be pretty like the models out there, you can be pretty like yourself."

Then he pecked my mouth and all over my face. "And now, do you want my lasagna, or something else?" he asked, picking up the fork again.
I slowly opened my mouth and he pushed the fork in slowly. He kept feeding me, until the food was finished.

"Full?" he asked me and I nodded.
I laid my head on his chest, feeling his heart beat. He just made me feel so safe!
"You tired, honey?" he asked after I while and I nodded, too tired to give a verbal answer.

Draco stood up, me in his arms, and carried me upstairs. We entered the master bedroom, and he sat me down on the bed.
"Would you like to sleep in one of my shirts? Not that I wouldn't like to see your body, but I don't want the alarm to go off." I nodded my head and he gripped a shirt out of his closet.
I changed in the bathroom, while he did the same in the bedroom.

I took off my dress, leaving me in my panties. Yes, I wear panties, but not this lace g-string shit, I am still a man and I certainly didn't want my balls bouncing around.
I liked hipster-panties (yes, it is their name!).
They covered more than normal panties -my whole ass for example- and I could still wear mini dresses without being scared of flashing everyone my boxer briefs.

His shirt was -oh surprise- like a dress on me, going to my mid-thigh.
When I opened the door, I saw Draco already dressed, lying on the bed, only wearing sweatpants.
When he noticed me, he motioned me over to him, on the bed.

"You look really cute in my shirt, love." I put my head on his muscled chest admiring his abs, six-pack and pecs.
"And you look really hot in your sweatpants, honey." I complimented him back.
He started to pet my head and massaging it.

"Come, let your wings out." he said after a while of massaging my head. I looked at him questioning, but did as he said, ripping his shirt in the process.
"Wow, your wings are really pretty, love!" I blushed at his compliment, and he started to touch my feathers.
His touch felt soothing, and after some time, I felt him rip out one of my feathers!

But it didn't feel painful.
"You seem surprised love. I told you that Veela mates groom their partners wings. Does it feel good?" he asked and I gave him a quick "yes", and enjoyed his fingers plucking out the broken feathers.
When he was finished, I was about to turn around and do the same to his wings, but he stopped me.

"It's late already, and we should go to sleep. There will be plenty of time to take care of my wings in the future." With that said he repaired the shirt and made be lay on my side.
Then, I felt his strong chest on my back, and an arm around my torso.
He kissed my neck and my shoulder lulling me into a comfortable sleep.

"Goodnight, love."
"Goodnight honey."

When I woke up, I felt warm and cozy, like a warm pillow was lying behind me.
Then I remembered yesterday and felt even happier!

I turned around to see if Draco was still sleeping, and indeed, he had his eyes still closed. He cuddled me closer to him, and I decided to relax a bit again and sleep in.
Sometime later, Draco turned us, so that I was lying on his chest.
I just put both my arms around his neck, pressing my face into his neck.

"Am I comfy, love?" I made a little jump when I heard his voice.
Uhh, morning voice was so sexy!
"Yes, you are like a big Teddy!" I answered, cuddling him more and inhaling his scent.

Draco pecked my forehead and rubbed my back.
"As much as I would like to spend all day here with you, but I am really fond of my head and don't want to lose it because you weren't home at 10."

With that, we got up and Draco made us coffee. I felt useless just watching him, so I made us some toast, that we fed each other later.
Oh my god, we sound like one of these cliché couples!
But I didn't care, I was happy.

We made it to the manor five minutes before the deadline, father was already waiting on a couch, a 'You can keep your head -for now'-looks.
After a nice goodbye kiss from Draco, he promised father to come by tomorrow to talk about the wedding and left. And you don't know how happy I was, knowing I would marry this perfect man!

A/N: I am soooo sorry that it took me so long to update, but I am quite busy. I hope you liked the chapter!

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