Title: "Not Enough Time"
Author: Jaded Eros 
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Words: 998
Category: Angsty Fluff, bit of humor
Challenge: thelemontree One Hour Challenge.
Notes: This is my first time posting at this community... I only joined a couple of weeks ago after  told me about it. I have never responded to a challenge before, and I have never written fluff... but I hope you guys like it. It was really hard for me to keep this under 1,000 words.

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Harry stared up at the hourglass that was mounted on the wall of the empty dungeon classroom. Draco was already 15 minutes late. Being that they only got a chance to meet two or three times a week, he couldn’t imagine what would be keeping him. It wasn’t as if he had an abundance of spare time. Between preparing for their upcoming N.E.W.T.S. under Hermione’s grueling study schedule, his ongoing Occlumency lessons with Snape, and trying to squeeze in time with Ron so that he didn’t feel neglected, Draco was frankly quite lucky that they got any time together at all.

Harry drummed his fingers on the desktop. He really hated the situation that he and Draco had fallen into. He cared for Draco a great deal. He found himself growing more and more attached to him everyday, but it seemed like there was nothing but obstacles surrounding them. Draco couldn’t tell anyone about his feelings for Harry. His family would see it as a betrayal to what they jokingly referred to as "the cause". The other Slytherins would tease him relentlessly if they knew he was courting a Gryffindor. But it isn’t like Harry had it much easier. He couldn’t tell his best-friends about the budding romance either, He couldn’t even tell them that he fancied boys. He knew that Ron would start thinking about all the times that they had been naked at the same place at the same time and wonder if Harry had been covertly sneaking glances at his bits. Or even worse, he might get insecure and jealous and wonder why Harry hadn’t been looking at his bits.

Hermione, on the other hand, would want to adopt Harry’s love life as her new project. He could envision her making a list of all the available boys at Hogwarts and trying to calculate the probability of their sexuality. The list would then be cross-referenced by age, interests, and physical appearance. There would probably even be a section for the size of their endowments. He cringed just thinking about that little glint in Hermione’s eye when she began working on a new project.

No, It was easier this way. He didn’t want anything or anyone to get in their way. He loved spending time with Draco. Discovering the little things that made him laugh, listening to him rant about the stupidity of his housemates and their blind devotion to "the cause" or their loyalty to their families that saw them as nothing more than an inconvenience. Once you got past the arrogant, self-absorbed façade, Draco was actually a great guy. He had a great sense of humor, beautiful eyes... and he was an excellent kisser.

Harry suddenly felt an arm wrapping affectionately around his torso as a pair of soft lips came in contact with the side of his neck. He glanced at the hourglass again. 35 minutes late. ‘I’ll have to scold him later’ thought Harry as he leaped out of his chair and threw himself into Draco’s open arms. "What took you so long, you inconsiderate git?"

"Miss me?" Draco responded innocently as he wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist. He lightly knocked his head into Draco’s as if silently telling him to quit being a prat before resting his head for a moment on his shoulder.

Draco lightly kissed Harry’s neck again. Harry sighed contentedly and breathed in Draco’s scent.

"I had to write a letter and send it a bloke who might be leasing me a flat in London. It was rather hard to find muggle paper, an envelope, and those little stickers you have to affix. It would have been so much easier if I could have just sent it via owl post. It’s so complicated having to deal with muggles."

"A flat? Why would you need a flat in London?" asked Harry, pulling away for a moment to look at Draco quizzically.

"Well... the term is almost over..." said Draco hesitantly. "and I don’t particularly fancy having to try to sneak you into Malfoy Manner to get to spend time with you... and from what you’ve told me about your muggle relatives, I doubt they would allow me to floo in either..."

"Yet, you think they’d allow me to go to London?" asked Harry sarcastically

"No, but Harry you are now legally an adult. You don’t have to stay there anymore," Harry stared back at him trying to figure out exactly what Draco was saying. His heart had started pounding, but he didn’t want to be presumptuous. He studied the expression on Draco’s face carefully, looking for an explanation. "The flat is for US Harry." Draco whispered.

Harry blinked and simply stared back at Draco in disbelief.

"You’re asking me to... to move in with you?"

"That’s what I thought I was doing." Draco replied coyly.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco again and squeezed him tightly. He felt the sudden urge to jump up and down and scream. He couldn’t remember the last time something had made him this happy.

"Should I take that as a yes?"

Harry couldn’t even finds words to respond to that question. The best he could do was give in to his desire and pulled the blonde off the floor with him as the jumped up and down and erupted in laughter.

After a moment of bliss, he felt Draco grab him by the hand and begin to lead him out of the room. Harry resisted.

"Where are we going?"

"Well, if we are going to be living together, I think our secret is going to get out... and I was thinking... why wait?... Why don’t we have lunch together? There is still a good twenty minutes left before we have to go to our next classes."

A big grin spread across Harry’s face. He pulled Draco in and kissed him passionately before allowing himself to be lead out into the common area.

This was definitely going to be an interesting lunch.

~The End~