“Then, what is it?” Harry asked curiously. “I’m used to my glasses. They don’t really bother me.”
Draco hesitated for a moment. “Right now, you’re Potter,” he said. He stepped closer and slipped the glasses off. “Now, you’re Harry,” he said softly.
“Oh,” Harry breathed. That certainly gave him something to think about. Although, it was a little difficult to think as Draco kissed him deeply.
Easing out of the kiss, Draco pressed his lips gently against Harry’s one last time before pulling back and smirking. “I much prefer snogging Harry, rather than Potter,” he said.
That was definitely a good reason to go to the appointment and try contacts, Harry thought dazedly.
“So, you’ll go?” Draco asked.
“Yeah,” Harry answered, rolling his eyes. “I still think you’re a vain git, though.”
“Maybe,” Draco drawled, stepping back and looking Harry over. “But I sure as hell know what I like.”
Harry looked down at himself, trying to see whatever it was Draco was seeing. He reckoned he looked nice enough, but he sure didn’t feel any different.
“You look fantastic, Harry,” Draco said in amusement, watching him. His tone changed into a warning as he wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist. “You just stay away from Weaselette tonight.”
* * * * *
Harry had laughed off Draco’s warning earlier, but when he reached the Weasleys and saw Ginny staring at him bug-eyed, he had to wonder if Draco had been right to warn him to watch out for her.
“Wow,” she breathed. “You look great, Harry.”
“Um, thanks,” Harry mumbled, shifting Victoria up higher on his hip.
Ginny shook off her shock, grinning at him. She glanced around to be sure they were alone. She was the only one outside to greet Harry, Victoria, and Remus.
“Someone’s very lucky to have you,” she said.
“Someone warned me to stay away from you,” Harry retorted.
“I bet they did,” Ginny said cheerfully. “With the way you look, I’m surprised you were even allowed out of the house.”
“Actually, I practically got shoved out,” Harry said, grimacing.
Ginny was curious, and Remus answered. “We were in a hurry because Harry had an appointment with an optometrist, an eye doctor,” he explained.
Ginny took a second to process that. “You don’t have to wear your glasses anymore?” she asked Harry.
Harry shook his head. “I was told I look like Harry without them, Potter with them, so, um, Remus set up the appointment for me and I’m now wearing contacts,” he said.
“Remus set it up?” Ginny questioned.
Harry just shrugged, smiling.
“You must have had a very busy day shopping with Remus,” Ginny teased.
“I don’t know,” Remus said pleasantly. “I have to say that other than the trip to the optometrist, it was the easiest day of shopping I’ve ever had.”
Harry and Ginny both laughed. Remus was Harry’s cover for everything, but Ginny understood that it was actually Draco behind all of it.
“Perhaps we should go inside now and let the others know we’re here,” Remus suggested.
“Um, actually, I wanted to show Ginny something first,” Harry said.
Remus smiled warmly. “I’m sure you would like to show someone,” he said in understanding. “I’ll take Victoria in and let the others know you’ll be a few minutes, then?”
“If you would?” Harry said hopefully.
“Certainly,” Remus said, taking Victoria from him. She was still a little groggy, as she’d just woken from a nap.
Harry grabbed Ginny’s hand and dragged her further away from the house and out of view, in case anyone happened to be watching them.
“What’s got you so excited?” Ginny asked as Harry put up a Silencing Charm around them for good measure.
Grinning, Harry reached into his shirt and pulled out the chain with the rings.
“Oh, wow,” Ginny breathed, recognition lighting her face. “He gave you his promise ring?”
Harry nodded happily.
“And this one?” Ginny asked, reverently touching Victoria’s ring as she looked at them closely. “It’s your ring signifying you as Victoria’s godfather, isn’t it?”
Harry nodded again. “Yeah. You obviously know more about pureblood traditions than I do,” he said dryly.
“Not that it means as much to me as it does some people, but I am a pureblood,” Ginny said. “I grew up learning all the Wizarding traditions.”
“I’m still learning,” Harry said with a shrug.
“You do understand what it means that he gave you this?” Ginny asked.
“Yeah, I do,” Harry said softly.
“Harry, I’m a little surprised that he gave you this so soon,” she said, a small frown creasing her forehead. “You haven’t been together all that long.”
“I know it’s all been going fast, but I’m happy, Ginny,” he said.
“I can see that,” she said quietly. “And he’s obviously taking good care of you,” she added cheekily, stepping back and looking him over.
“I pretty much have an entire new wardrobe,” Harry said ruefully. “I bet by the time I get back, I won’t be able to find any of my old clothes.”
“Good riddance,” Ginny said, grinning. “You look good in the new clothes. I might have to regret giving you up.”
Harry gave her a sharp look, suddenly nervous.
Ginny shook her head. “I don’t regret it, Harry,” she said seriously. “I’m happy for you.” She grinned mischievously. “However, I would still like to know where my own Slytherin is.”
