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Draco had never wanted anything more in his life, then he did Harry Potter in that moment. In the rain, in this alley, in his very soul—he wanted this man.

Potter looked elegant without being pompous in his simple black and dark red robes. His hair was sticking to his forehead because of the rain and without the glasses on— Draco could see straight into those deep green eyes and see truth and sincerity in them.

"I mean… when you saved my life, you changed me. My soul—it felt broken and hollow. When I went away, all I could think about was that I never thanked you. Without you, I wouldn't be standing here right now. I wouldn't be able to do this…"

And with that, Draco kissed Potter right on the mouth. Those lips—those crazily natural-pouted lips—were his for the taking, because Potter moved his lips so perfectly in sync with Draco's.

And so, Draco gave it everything he had, and he poured out every bit of his gratitude, apologies and arousal in one long, breathtaking kiss.

Apparently, it took all of their breaths, because when they finally parted, with another sweet graze of those lips, they took in gulps of cold rainy air to fill their lungs.

"You should thank me more often," Potter chuckled weakly, staring at him.

"Don't expect it," Draco said just as softly. "Well, you can expect the kissing, just not the thanking."

"Really?"

And damn it all—Potter's voice sounded so hopeful, that Draco's heart was hurting from the blissfulness of the moment.

"If you promise to reciprocate," Draco murmured.

"Oh, I promise to do more than just reciprocate," Potter said—a challenge clear in his tone.

"Well then Potter, get on with it," Draco smirked.

"Draco," he frowned. "We're standing in the rain, we just had a brilliant dance and kiss. The least you can do is call me by my first name."

"Ah, if you insist… Isn't it like, Harkin, or something like that?"

"Ha, ha, ha. When did you get so hilarious," Harry said sarcastically, rolling his eyes towards the sky.

"I've always been hilarious. You were just too slow to realize it."

"Oh?" He stared down at Draco, and took his face into his hands, causing Draco's heart to stutter pathetically. "I'll speed it up, from now on."

And with that, Harry reciprocated quite wonderfully.