#drarry ask

“Draco?” Harry whispered into the night air, They were laying in the grass outside of Hogwarts staring at the stars. Occasionally, Draco would point out constellations in the night sky.

“Yes Harry?” Draco replied softly. His was running hand through Harry’s rough locks gently while humming quietly to himself. Suddenly, Harry sat up and turned to face Draco completely. Draco stayed laying where he was and gave Harry a confused frown. “What is it?” he asked.

“I think we should go away somewhere. Maybe travel the world for a few years. Get away from Britain; It’ll be good for us,” Harry gushed. His face conveyed an array of emotions ranging from terrified to excited. Draco could feel his face morphing into an expressionless mask. Harry was vaguely reminded of their rivalry from their past.

Draco took a moment to gather his thoughts before answering, “You can most certainly do that.” A confused frown overtook Harry’s features.

“I want us to do that. Together,” Harry reiterated. After all, they were both stuck in a time loop. Many hadn’t changed since the war, they maintained their views that pure bloods were somehow superior. Staying where they were meant fighting every day for some semblance of peace. Something they knew was practically unattainable at this time.

“I’m not going anywhere. I have to stay here where I belong,” Draco said as he began to sit up and fix his rumpled clothes.

Harry attempted to stop him by putting one hand on Draco’s chest but he positioned himself away from harry before he could. “Okay, just forget I said anything. I didn’t mean it; it was just a passing thought,” Harry pleaded. It wouldn’t do for Draco to leave now. If he left, Harry wasn’t sure he would ever come back.

Draco stared at him suspiciously for a few long seconds before conceding and laying back down. Harry quickly joined him on the ground as well.

He had said them leaving was only a passing thought but the truth was that he had been thinking about leaving with Draco for a while now. He would let it go now, but he was intent on convincing Draco at some point or another.

Harry was reading through his potions textbook for the fifth time when Draco burst into the common room. The few other people in the room, sensing an oncoming rampage, quickly relocated themselves out of the room. Harry placed his textbook down and stood to assuage Draco’s growing temper. Now, Draco was pacing in front of the fireplace muttering angrily.

“Draco? What’s happened love?” Harry asked gently as he approached him. He stopped pacing to face Harry, rage evident in his storming eyes and reddened skin.

“Oh, nothing. Everything is just dandy. It’s only that Mother has written to inform me of my secured position in the ministry. In what department you ask? I will be a part of the Minister’s support staff. Politics, Harry. My mother is forcing me to work in politics.” By the end of his tirade, Draco was practically shouting. Harry knew Draco well enough to know that Draco was yelling to hide the despair he was feeling. It seemed that every week Draco’s parents were coming up with some scheme to “restore the family name,” despite any concerns their son may have.

Harry considered his tact before saying, “You don’t have to work in politics. You-”

“Yes, I do. Of course I do. You know what will occur if I refuse my parents, Harry. I have no choice at this point. It is already set into motion,” Draco interrupted, hopelessness finally leaking into his tone.

“No, I know. But, there are other options. I know it wouldn’t be ideal but if you were to come with me around the world, we wouldn’t have to-”

Draco cut in once more, “I thought we had already talked about this. I cannot leave behind my family or my responsibilities. I have a place here.” Harry could see Draco retreating back into his expressionless mask, so he was quick to respond.

“Everything will still be here when we get back. The only difference is that we’ll be better equipped to handle it. We are ready to hold the world on our shoulders just yet,” Harry said. “Think about it. What difference can a few years make in the whole scheme of things? We need to put ourselves first for once in our lives. If we don’t and keep living for other people, we are going to regret it.”

“Then I will regret it,” Draco declared. He had straightened his back and stood there stiffly, keeping emotion out of his body language. Harry stared at him for a long moment, not knowing how to proceed.

Finally, he spoke, “Draco this is for us.” With this, he stepped closer hesitantly placing his hands of Draco’s hips. Draco inhaled sharply before relaxing slightly. “It would be a big step for us. To go out in the world on this little adventure. We could build our relationship and grow. Don’t you want that?” Their eyes met and Harry wanted to jump in joy as he saw Draco’s resolve weaken somewhat.

“Well…” Draco started and stopped. Harry stopped himself from flinching as Draco’s featured morphed into a determined look. “No, Harry. I mean it,” he said with a harsh tone. He extracted himself from Harry’s grasp and left the common room. Harry stood there for awhile staring at where Draco was standing before. He could’ve been there for only a minute or hours, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he needed to get away and he didn’t want to go without Draco. Especially because he knew Draco and he knew Draco didn’t want to stay here where his parents would beat him down until he fit into their mold of a supposedly “perfect” son. Harry just had to keep trying.

It was a few weeks later when Harry and Draco were in the library studying. Draco had been cold towards Harry for a couple of days after he had brought up leaving again, but he eventually warmed back up to Harry. It helped that Harry refrained from bringing it up to him again. He wasn’t sure how to approach the subject without upsetting Draco. So, here they were: studying for the upcoming potions exam in companionable silence.

Harry studied Draco for a couple of long minutes, noticing how much he had grown up in the last few years. They all had no choice but to grow up in the midst of the war. So many adults pushed them into the fight, taking away their innocence and childhood. Harry could always find solace in the fact that he had friends and a makeshift family in Hermione and the Weasleys. All his schoolmates were there as well. Draco didn’t have that luxury. His family still held onto their prejudices and most of his friends either died or left the country. Of course, he had Harry and Harry’s friends, but it wasn’t the same. They didn’t grow up and get to know each other as childhood friends would have.

If they could get away, maybe Draco would open up more. It could help him make friends and feel better about himself. Harry knew it would never get better if they stayed here.

Attempting to broach the subject, Harry broke the silence to say, “Draco, I think-” Before he could continue on, a younger slytherin - maybe a third or fourth year - rushed up to their table.

The boy spoke in a hushed tone so as to not disturb Madam Pince. “Draco Malfoy? I’ve been sent to tell you your mother is visiting. She’s in the common room,” he said. As soon as the message was delivered, he scurried away. There was no doubt in Harry’s mind that the boy had no wish to be near Draco, but had to follow through with orders giving to him to deliver the message. Harry inwardly sighed at the intolerance still living in Hogwarts.

Harry didn’t have the chance to say anything as Draco quietly said that he would return shortly and left. He knew better than to follow. It would not bode over well with the Malfoys if they knew him and Draco were as close as they were. Another good reason why they should leave.

It was two hours later and Harry was still in the library. He didn’t mind; He did actually have to study anyway. Knowing how Narcissa was, he was sure she was dragging their talk longer than completely necessary. Draco would be back soon, Harry knew. Sure enough, Draco was joining him back at their table within minutes.

“Okay,” Draco said suddenly. Harry noticed upset in his tone laced with determination. He looked up to meet Draco’s eyes to see them bloodshot - he had been crying.

Deciding to address the reason behind the crying later, Harry asked, “Okay what?”

“Let’s leave. Together,” Draco said. Harry blinked and then shut his textbook before getting up and around the table to gather Draco in his arms. Draco stood and joined him in the hug.

“What happened?” Harry questioned gently, not wanting to pry too much but needing to know. Draco was silent for a long moment.

“Mother came to inform me that my wedding to Astoria Greengrass will be occurring two months after I leave Hogwarts,” he said. Harry stiffened and Draco ran his hands up his back until he relaxed again. “I, obviously, declined. She wasn’t too happy.”

He continued, “I told her about you. It made her even more upset. The funny thing is that I don’t know if she was more upset about it being you or it being a man. All I know is that while I stood there with her yelling and crying, I realized it wasn’t what I wanted in life. When you first suggested we leave, I’ll admit that I was slightly intrigued. However, I knew I had obligations here with my family. But I was standing there and I realized that I didn’t want this to be my life forever. If I were to stay here, this is what I’d be staying with. Somehow, traveling with you around the world is significantly more appealing.”

Harry pulled back to stare into Draco’s eyes. As he pushed blonde hair behind Draco’s ear, he said, “Thank you.”

“Of course, Harry. Who doesn’t need a little adventure in their lives?”

But harry wanted to hold on because shit was his relationship great, it was incredible. For the first time in his life, he felt noticed, felt something other than just wild curiousness, anger and grief, he felt loved and not like the I support you Harry, we're like your family harry, it was the I wanna kiss you till their lungs gave out kind of love and was it incredible.

He made plans after plans, tricks after tricks, did things after things only for it to be rejected by his secret boyfriend, claiming" they'll never let us be " and was he right. And yet here he was planning another plan to convince his beloved boyfriend to come clean, until his attention broke from walking to hearing a thud of Someone falling over near. Harry hurried to be at the scene, only to be met with Draco being surrounded by some first and second year watching Draco on ground.

" what the hell happened ?" Harry asked as he kneeled down to help Draco up on his shoulder

" pot- what- what- I don't need your help potter " Draco sneered, still however in tinge of pain

" malfoy, you're hurt. Just don't try to act I'm all independent, let me help-"

" I don't need your help, potter " Draco snapped lightly

Harry was half mad and even was about to drop back Draco, only if he hadn't groaned in his attempt to walk.

Harry rolled his eyes, hung his arm around his shoulder and helped him to the hospital Wing

" I said-"

" I know " harry snapped, Draco didn't try to further counteract much upon it, even he knew not to meddle with mad harry.

Once they had reached the hospital wing, harry had helped Draco upon the bed, waiting for madam pomfrey to come back

" we could've been caught Harry-"

" right because oh my god, I had your shoulder around my neck " harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in front

" it's not that- the way you just wanted to help, I understand but-"

" okay that's enough Draco. I can't do this " harry sighed closing his eyes in mere frustration

" what do you mean you can't do this ?" Draco asked completely puzzled

" this- look- what we have is great, phenomenal even but I can't sit there and watch my boyfriend getting flirted over by someone else, or live under the shadows all the time because we two According to people don't belong together. I thought I could do this, this secret way but I can't and the reason is I don't want to. I don't want to live where I'm Afraid that if I come out and exclaim my love for my boyfriend people are going to hate me. I can't- I just- I want to be able to hold you hand publicly Draco not because I enjoy public display of affection but because you're my boyfriend and I have the right to hold your hand, publicly or not and people doesn't decide that for me. So either you live under the shadows Draco or not, that's your decision because I'm not going to "

Draco stared at harry mildly amazed at the little outburst. He was aware that it agitated Harry with the whole secret agenda of a relationship they had but he didn't know that Harry wanted to let go of it Because he couldn't remain private anymore.

" so- y- you're breaking up with me ?" Much to Draco's disappointment and his attempt to keep from Trembling, his voice came out slightly in a higher octave and rather cracked.

Harry sadly looked at Draco, pulling the chair next to his bed and holding Draco's hands " Merlin, no- or yes- I don't know. I just- I want you to know I Want you Draco, however I can't stay where everything is a secret and we are even forbidden to talk to.. I want you to understand that-"

" and I want you to understand the consequences " Draco lightly snapped

Harry exhaled, slowly leaving Draco's hands" then you care about the consequences Draco and I- I'll wait for you when you stop thinking of it " and with that Harry left the infirmary.

Yes, they partially broke, except Harry still sent him small cookies from the kitchen just how he liked but refused to meet Draco's eyes, even In secret.

That was until the news started to spread silently about Harry's current sexuality and how people really weren't surprised. Some maybe had bitched Harry behind his back, but it was sure harry really didn't care. He was happy with his coming out and was by far enjoying the little time in the boring sun of the lightness of the news.

Draco, however felt broken and guilty of not being able to give his boyfriend the simple pleasure of even smiling in public. He saw how Harry was happy to be out in open, but Draco could see how Harry wasn't half as thrilled as he should've been and somewhere Draco was at blame for their recent so called break up. It wasn't the same however, until Draco had caught up harry finding some book in the last aisle of the library before restricted section began.

Draco pondered whether he should go back, but he missed the way Harry kissed him and it had been entirely a week since that happened and Draco wanted to risk the world to feel it again.

Pretending to have been looking for something too, draco entered the last aisle, filled with distant silence and the sound of their breathing.

" harry" Draco finally after contemplating for five minutes spoke up

" malfoy" harry nodded, not moving his gaze from finding the book..

He hated being called malfoy, but he felt as though he deserved it "how are you doing ?"

Harry finally looked at Draco with a distant gaze before he turned to look for the book again " fine, thank you "

Draco breathed as he stepped closer to harry and with much hesitation wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, nuzzling his head onto Harry's shoulder from the back, giving him a small kiss over his exposed neck. Harry's stern composure quickly melted away only for a second, one second of enjoying the warmth before he became stern again

" malfo-"

" Draco " Draco corrected. Harry could be mad But he wasn't a heart of steel,

" Draco- what are you doing ?"

" trying to apologize "Draco muffled

" funny because I didn't hear you apologizing" harry scoffed as he remained still, his hands by his side, with an uncontrolled urge to hold Draco's.

" because you didn't let me- so- I'm gonna say now. I'm sorry, harry, would you forgive me ?"Draco pouted looking up from his lashed to the side of Harry's face

Harry closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply " fine " and he broke free of the hold

" what?" Draco offensively asked, almost snapped

" you asked for my forgiveness, I forgave you. Now If you'll excuse, I'm trying to find something " harry began searching for the book again.

" just like that ? Harry I apologized " Draco threw his arms in the sir

" and i accept your apology-"

" no you're no-"

" what do you want Draco? Kiss you and tell you that it's fine ? You didn't mention what you're apologizing for-"

" I'm apologizing for being an asshole and forcing you to keep us a secret even if you hate it "

" and does mean that you want to come out in open as boyfriend's?" Harry asked crossing his arms finally getting into one on one conversation with Draco

Draco looked at harry as he though Harry had asked for his kidney.

" see that's the problem !! You still don't want us to go public and I can't have that draco..I want you, I do, I really like you but not at the cost of only having you secretly " harry sighed as he subtracted some distance between them

Draco's jaw clenched as he chewed his cheeks " you think it's easy. Of course you do. You're the saviour of the wizarding world for the love of Merlin, people love you already. But have you even tried to give it as much of a thought that I'm still under probation of crimes I didn't commit only because I was on the dark side, because I'm an ex death eater, or the fact my father still have connections with murderers in the world to kill me if it ever gets out. It's easy for you to say harry, but me, it's not. People hate me and you don't have go through with it everyday, I have to. You think i like this, being in secret, fuck Harry no, I want to show the world that your ass is mine but I can't, because I don't want your death to be on my sake and only because I can't lose you. I want to kiss you and show it to the world as much as you but I can't. Because that's something I can't do " Draco's eyes almost welled with tears by the time he added " I don't want to be the reason people hate you Harry, I don't"

Harry immediately frowned as he walked further towards Draco until he was only few inches apart and held his arms " you can- you'll never lose me Draco. You can never be someone people will hate me for. I won't let that happen" harry sighed as he added " you're right, I- I understand and we can do this in secret. If that's what it is. So what if we can't be like the normal couple's, Holding hands under the tree or what if we can't, just go on a date under the stars, I can work with room of requirements, it's cozy anyways. I can't believe I was such a prat for this reason and you know what- I'm sorry for being a terrible boyfriend for not understanding you. I was just so crazed that I forgot that our differences still lie and even if we change, some people won't "

Harry shrugged, smiling lightly " do you forgive me Draco ?"

Draco wanted to say something, just something that meant screw the world, fuck what the world thinks, or something that was remotely related To I want to kiss you on the top of the world and the world can watch if they want but just as Draco tried to speak up, he's pressed against the back shelf lightly with Harry slamming his hand over Draco's lips to shut him up, it should not have been arousing, however it totally was as Draco watched harry trying to look behind Draco's head between the books to find if someone was coming their way.

"don't speak a word. Someone is here " harry Whispered In Draco's ear. It ran down a shiver over his back as he felt Harry's hand upon his waist and over his lips, catching him between his body and the shelf, and Draco only wondered how many times he'd like for that to happen..

" screw it " Draco didn't know he had said when Harry had momentarily taken his hands over his lips but he had

" screw what ?" Harry asked bemused

Draco looked over at harry's face desperately close to his own and without wasting so much of a second, Draco pulled harry closer by his sweater, slamming their lips together.

" screw secrecy" Draco mumbled against his lips, biting Harry's lips in desperation.

" what about everyone ?" Harry asked as he held onto Draco's waist to keep himself from collapsing, breaking away the kiss for a second

" I want to kiss you on top of the Eiffel tower and if the world watches, they can enjoy the show while it lasts " draco replied as he bored into Harry's eyes, filled with strange desire.

Harry chuckled before he pressed Draco further into the shelf, kissing the daylights out of him as though it was the last time he'd ever kiss him but as they say, make the first and the last's count, it was their first public display of affection and the world could watch the show while it lasted because In the end, it was them who ruled their world.

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He shut the door behind him, locking immediately, putting those grocery bags on the counter and turned on the voice Machine , picking up the mails from the corner table reading who addressed them as he simultaneously heard the voice messages like his usual evening, a routine that had became a practice.

" you have 2 new messages "

" hey harry, this is Clint. Send me those pictures via e-mail, could you ? Call me when you get back "

Harry subconsciously nodded as he read the next mail addressed from the burrow.

" harry "

He stopped dead in his movements as he stared at the tiles on the floor, hearing that very familiar voice.

" I- I know I should not- you know- never mind. Uh, call me or not, whatever. Just- how do you end this-" the voice message echoed with rustling until it ended with a beep and harry couldn't bring himself to stop the beeping.

When one of the apple fell down over the ground creating a thud, harry broke free from his locked moment of strangeness and shut off the beep. He stared at the number long enough to remember his past, the horrors, the pain, the anguish, the agony of it all but he couldn't resist himself from Noting down the number on the notepad and just staring at it.

He had called, 1 year and 6 months later, he had called.

Harry left the notepad like it had been resting on the counter and went out to the garden to water his plants and get some peace from the quick Sand of the emotions that had started overwhelming in the presence of the noted down number. But it didn't help the rail of his thoughts that resulted in overflowing of the pots.

The evening had turned into a chilly night yet without a care he kept staring at the TV screen blankly, finding it hard to forget that voice message. That familiarity in the voice had almost Haunted harry every night in dreams and that un-advanced way of not knowing still how to end a voice message made harry smile if only for a moment but he was strongly reminded of how had things ended, in fights, In rush, in sadness, in heart break.

He wanted to call back and ask him why had he called, he even stood before the phone, dialing almost the entire number but could never gather the entire courage to actually call him back. How could he ? After everything that had happened, how could he?

It had been almost 1 and half year since harry moved to a small town in Paris living in a muggle suburb and still learning French but he had sat in his balcony drowning in rain, yet he never felt at home. He never wanted to leave Britain, London but what choice did he had but to leave everything behind and start new, a fresh start and yet all he felt was moving backwards. He loved it here, the neighborhood, the children on the streets, the grocery man, Adrian's little shop around the corner yet the smell of the Rain, the smell of laundry, the Blooming garden, the sunlight, nothing felt the same, not like how it was when he was with him. Nothing ever felt the same anymore .

Somewhere around blankly staring at the TV, the screen had Turned grey with no more left to watch when harry forcibly picked himself up and put himself to bed, relentlessly tossing and turning until sleep had returned to him like previous night's.

You can't stop thinking about me .

That's not true.

Do you really think so? Then why am I here ?

You tell me.

He sighed, his voice flourishing and sounding like the softest of breeze, you can feel it too, can't you, you know I will be there with you..

I can't feel anything. A pause.

You're coming?

Do you want me to ?

Harry tossed one last time, slowly opening his eyes in the silence of the night and the street light outside flickering with yellow and black. He sighed to himself as he sat right up and followed the line of sight to where the phone was kept.

" hi, draco, hi- uh, you called. I- didn't know about it- just got your message- I wanted to check what you called for so leave me a message or call me in the mor-"

" harry?"

Harry stilled with the phone pressed against his ear, his breathing sounding very clear like he had held the phone very close to himself as if holding it too close would make the conversation more real.

He stared at his feets on the ground comprehending how to respond, he had not expected draco to pick up-

" harry, you there ?"

" yeah, yeah. Uh sorry- I just- " he breathed " isn't it late ?"

" sort of yeah. I just- I came from a run "

" this late at night ?"

" yeah " he breathed.

Harry breathed.

" you called earlier ?"

" yeah " a long pause before he released a rolling breath and spoke again " I'm visiting Paris and I- I know you're there, so I was just wondering if you'd like to meet sometime if you're free of course ?"

Harry's fingers coiled to the telephone loop, a little smile forming over his lips as he whispered " Sure. When ?"

" this weekend "

" I'll pick you up ?"

" that'd be- nice " he breathed.

" okay "

" okay "

They breathed.

" I'll send the details via mail " he added

" okay "

And they finally cut the call but all harry did was stare at his feets on the ground crossed together as if it offered any peace.

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The sun had rose like usual with the birds chirping just outside Harry's balcony, the usual ringing of his alarm clock went unnoticed as harry stepped out of the long shower. He padded across the room water dripping down his neck due to his washed hair, finally shutting off the Alarm. He stared at the watch as minutes stroke by, his mind lost in the moving of the minute hands until a shiver has ran down his spine and he dropped the clock on the bed and fetched the shirt and the pants he has decided to worn a day before. The same blue flowy shirt and the same Khaki pants.

Anxiety was not a surprise visitor anymore as harry fidgeted wearing his watch over his rest and tying his shoe laces that at some point, harry left them be thinking that if he'd fall, he'd fall. He ran all around the apartment going from one room to another to living room because his things were scattered all across until finally the clock stroke 12 and harry left the apartment in his second hand ford from 1985.

Harry leaned against his car in front of the France ministry of magic building waiting for draco to come with sun bouncing over his soft brunette hair, checking his watch every minute or two.

And there he was, the same boy walking through the door carrying 2 bags in a soft cotton red faded shirt and washed blue jeans.

" waited for long ?"he asked awkwardly.

Harry shook his head as he took his bags and dropped them in back seat.

" I- harry- I just wanted to ask something "

Harry frowned but nodded as he opened the car door for draco.

" this isn't awkward, is it ?"

Harry huffed out a breath, glancing behind draco for a moment. Was it awkward,of course but he Wanted to settle through the awkwardness and not be like one of those people who can't visit their ex.

" it is a bit but we'll settle in. After all we're friends, right ?"

Draco chuckled softly before he nodded " we can be "

Harry smiled before he stepped away and let draco take the passenger seat and settled into his driver's seat as well.

" Hungry ?" Harry asked as the ignition roared.

Draco nodded " very "

" I know just the place " harry smiled putting on his sunglasses and drove to exactly where he needed to.

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Things remained a bit awkward with draco as harry adjusted to all new information and forgot thinking of draco as an ex he scrambled away from and reminded himself more to treat him like the way he used to before the relationship happened.

But despite that the wicked angels that remained on Harry's shoulder reminded him to be careful this time and even if he harry heard them, he ignored as he served draco the croissant he has freshly picked up from the bakery around the corner.

" what about the eiffel tower ?" Draco asked as he sipped his lemon tea, taking the plate of croissant away from harry.

" it's overrated but worth it. It's better in the evening, I'll take you there " harry replied as he ate his own.

" oh shit- I forgot. I had to be at work 15 minutes ago. I'll see you later yeah " draco hurried with his baked food and picked up his bag he has came with and disapparated from within the apartment.

Harry collapsed down on the chair thinking to himself what was he doing. How could he just forget everything and move on and pretend like nothing happened like he had been doing for days. He hated the pretending, the " I'm doing fine without you " act or we're better as friends act, he hated it but as draco would come from the hotel every afternoon and sometimes stay by till the evening, harry would allow himself to relish in those moments and let be.

"the real question is do you really want to be friends or not ?" Jade asks as she dressed the mannequin with new shirt introduced in this work fashion line.

" i- i don't know jade. Do I want to forget everything and move forward, yes but I can't just look at him pretend we don't have a past " harry kicked the ground as he was leaned against the wall in the cubicle with jade and the white mannequin for display.

" Harry, the past is the past. It doesn't matter anymore. And you know the whole thing about ex's can't be friends,it's shit, I'm friends with my first boyfriend " jade replied with the pin between her lips as he tucked the buttons together.

" your first boyfriend is gay now. You're not helping jade-"

" look harry. Is it worth it ? Is it worth spending time with him? Is it worth meeting him again everyday ? Is it worth being friends with him again ? Those are the real questions " She asked with her head titled for emphasis, her hands in the air waiting for his response.

Harry sighed closing his eyes, opening them again and spoke " I think. He's changed a lot and he's different now"

" well there you go and you know what, even if you don't want to be friends or anything, he's just visiting. He's not going to stay here forever you know and you barely visit home, so friends or no friends, it won't matter much" jade shrugged as she put the mannequin the hat and stretched her neck backwards to check the entire look before nodding to herself and stepping out of the cubicle, harry following him.

" I guess you're right " harry mumbled. Jade nodded and they departed to their response departments of work.

When the evening arrived he met draco Outside his work building and strolled off to where they could disapparate from without being noticed.

" it's a beautiful place " draco suddenly said as they were walking down the streets.

" it is " harry hummed nodding, pocketing his hand.

" don't you ever-" Breath " like miss home ? Everyone else?" He asked

Harry thought for a moment before he replied with all he could think of " it's a part of starting fresh. I miss people back home but I love it here too, everyone's nice "

" but doesn't it ever get lonely ?" Draco asked as he now walked right by Harry's side.

" sometimes but other times I just forget " harry shrugged looking forward before crossing the road.

" forget what ?" Draco asked as he ran to maintain his pace with harry.

" forget that I'm lonely. The best way to not get lonely is just not to think of being lonely " harry shrugged as he for a moment looked at Draco before he entered the dark Empty alley.

" is it easy ?" Draco asked as he stood before harry taking his hand for side along disapparation.

Harry gazed at draco, allowing the free sensation of holding his hand making him feel closer to home before he took a step forward towards draco.

" no "

And disapparated.

Part 2 & 3

might turn into a series fiction. @drarrywords thanks for beta reading this..

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" I'd wonder after getting a boyfriend, you'd actually wear his jumpers more than mine " Harry teased as he looked through CD's to find a movie to watch.

Draco was confused before he realised the debt he had to pay for lying that he had a boyfriend " oh-oh yeah- yours just fit better "

" they're basically falling off your shoulder, you 4 sized model " Harry chuckled. 

Draco secretly smiled rubbing the corner of his eyes “ laundry is a lot to do” 

“ Well if you’d keep procrastinating it, it would seem like a lot, why don’t you just go with someone- your date perhaps “ 

“ Yeah, I'm sure my date would be thrilled to go on a date at Laundromat “ Draco rolled his eyes, shutting off the kitchen cabinets and disposing of the bags he bought things into the drawer. 

They were silent for a little too long when Harry almost fell back, almost startled “ we should double date “ 

Draco stubbed his foot against the chair, groaning in pain “what?” 

“ you are dating someone, i’m dating someone, we should go on a double date” Harry suggested 

“ oh- i- i don’t know yet, i mean we just started out dating, I don’t want to scare him off you know” 

“ But I'm pretty sure he knows about me, right? You guys must’ve talked and everything or- you didn’t tell him you’re living with me ?” Harry asked quizzically 

Draco frowned, wondering why should he had told that to anyone he was ever dating but he couldn’t think of a reason why. 

“ Did you find something to watch or not ?” Draco interrupted 

“ How does Die hard sound?” 

Draco shook his head " too violent "

" How does Titanic sound ?" Harry asked showing him the CD

" Nah, too sad, the hot guy dies " Draco mumbled bringing the cold coffees he made in his hand and standing next to harry to see which movie CD's they had

" Cars ?" Harry asked looking up at Draco from where he was sat

" metal cars with faces and racing, I'm not 5"

" but you love cars " Harry countered

" well- I'm just not in that mood " Draco replied

" well then what kind of mood are you even in ?"harry asked

Draco thought for a moment staring at the wall at the opposite wall with a scrunched face and then replied" something- like uplifting "

"romantic comedy then. You're such a sap Draco " Harry chuckled, fetching 10 things I hate about you.

" I'm not a sap and you enjoy romantic comedies as much as I do, they're comforting " Draco bounced back on the couch with Pillow tucked over his lap.

" Not going to lie, they are, " Harry agreed, sitting down on the couch next to Draco and keeping his feet over the table, crossing them immediately.

" You ordered pizza right ?" Harry asked a while later

" I thought you did "

" Why would I do it ?" Harry countered back in pitchy tone

" because you said you would " Draco argued

" but-"

" just go and order for Merlin's sake, it'll only take 2 minutes " Draco rolled his eyes eating his popcorn

Harry groaned and got up mumbling to himself about how irresponsible Draco was making Draco laugh in himself.

It took Harry far too long when he finally returned after ordering the pizza to the point that he had called out Harry a lot of times telling him the good scene was up until Harry returned with a light jacket in his hand.

"Were you making the piz- are you going to get the pizza from the store or what ?" Draco questioned

" what- no- the pizza would be around in 5 minutes. I'm just going to Nadia's, she called and she asked if I was free and I told her I was so we're going to hang out " Harry shrugged his jacket on himself huffing when he accidentally hit his face with the chain.

“ So what, now you’re just going to cancel our movie day ?” Draco asked offended 

“Well Draco- you understand right, I mean this is the girl I’m dating-” 

“ And just because you’re dating we have to do everything according to her, I don’t get it. It’s our movie day and you’re going to cancel it for some girl” Draco raised his voice, almost hurt 

“ Its just a movie night Draco, we can do it anytime-” 

“ It isn’t about we can do it anytime, it’s about you committing to the plan and lately all you’ve been doing is making your plans according to her, I mean Harry there are other people in the world too- “ 

“ Oh I’m sorry for actually being considerate about my date and wanting to spend time with her and taking her somewhere nice but oh- i forgot that’s because i’m dating her and this is what dating is all about and it may seem offensive to you but i frankly don’t care about you and that stupid movie. And i’m going on whatever my date is as a nice guy because Unlike you Draco I don’t just sleep with people and leave them- i-i didn’t mean-” 

“ Yeah, sure, Whatever Harry “ Draco's voice broke as he shut off the TV and stormed back into his room, slamming his door loudly as he got in. 

Harry ran across the hall after Draco and loudly knocked on his door. 

“ Draco, please- you know I didn’t mean it- Draco-” 

“ Just go away Harry “ Draco called from the other side of the room and Harry could only sigh to himself. 

“ Draco I’m sorry, alright, I didn’t mean it “ Harry frowned when met with silence, resting his head against Draco’s door but the silence dragged on for too long and Harry turned to see the time, immediately realizing he was late. 

“Draco- i’m sorry alright, just know it okay, but i really need to go. Just- don’t be mad at me for too long “ But Draco didn’t reply and Harry left the apartment defeated. 

At night when Harry returned, he hadn't known that Draco was sitting in the corner of the kitchen counter silently eating his ice cream when he saw Harry walk past with a smile covering his face, he was humming to some song that he only sang when he was in a very good mood and it made Draco's heart clench to see how happy Harry seemed or how that girl made him so happy when Draco always thought that he could be the only to make him smile like that. Draco didn't want to hate Harry being in a good, Cherishing, uplifted mood but after the argument they had he couldn't bring himself to not be mad at him. Draco had sulked the entire day away, even regretting how he should've forgiven Harry because he knew he didn't mean it but after seeing him like that, he couldn't help it and above everything else, he didn't know who he was more mad at, himself for being petty or Harry who looked happy or the girl who made him so happy.

As Harry expected Draco remained mad at him for long and refused to even be in the same place or room as Harry and it was affecting him more than he even imagined. Half his mind was always involved into making plans to fix things with Draco even when he was on a date and it was unintentionally affecting his dating life with Nadia. 

“ Big deal Harry, he’ll forgive you at some point, don’t worry” Nadia comforted him 

“But that’s the point, he isn’t,I said some stupid things I should not have “ Harry almost wanted to take his hands away from Nadia’s grip because they didn't feel familiar but he reminded himself that she was only trying to comfort him.

“ He’ll come around Harry-” and just then his apartment door opened and Draco walked in with a bunch of laundry in his hands. 

“ You did the laundry?” Harry asked immediately, standing up unconsciously losing his hold with Nadia. 

“ I did since you were bothered that I wore your clothes  I’ll leave your clothes on your bed “ Draco dismissed Harry without looking at him and busying himself with keeping his keys on the counter. 

“ I mean I didn’t actually mind it besides now they all smell good because of you, you could’ve done them any day “ It was clear Harry was trying to mend things with Draco but he didn’t acknowledge it. 

He turned around to face Harry finally after days, his eyes even falling on Nadia but retracing back to Harry “ I also made sure your clothes doesn’t smell like my stupid expensive perfume or me, I washed them three times so now all it smells like is detergent “ 

Harry opened his mouth to say something but he couldn’t, he was just face planted with the idea of how much it actually hurt him right now to listen to him talking about not wanting to wear his clothes anymore. He always assumed that this was in fact what he wanted but the thought of Draco washing his clothes out of spite and the possibility of Draco never wearing his clothes again made his heart grow smaller in his chest. He thought he didn’t like his clothes smelling like Draco’s soap or perfume but to even think of his clothes smelling like just detergent made him want to make Draco wear all his clothes so they smelled like him again and never washing it again because he never wanted his clothes to smell of anything but Draco . Just laundry making his mind do circles made him feel like a lunatic but he hated to feel distant from Draco anymore. He hated what they had turned into but the more he hated was the fact that he didn't know how to fix it.

Harry and Draco would have stood there watching each other, hurt by each other but as if Nadia sensed it, she spoke up.

"Let's go out for coffee " and she said and practically dragged Harry out with her.

Harry didn't want to but he knew that if there was one thing that was true was the fact that Draco definitely didn't want to see Harry anymore. He watched Draco as he left with Nadia, a pang of guilt in his chest that grew stronger when Draco watched him watching him leave but he was sure at this point that he could do nothing.

It was less than a few minutes when Harry had found himself sitting in a cafe across the street but he was lost in his own thoughts.

" he'll forgive you "

He almost jumped up in his chair then realised Nadia bought them coffees.

" What's this ?"

" it's a chai tea,like a venti. It's really good "

Harry didn't wanna break her heart but he loathed chai tea, it tasted disgusting to him and the only time he actually even liked tea was the one's Draco prepared when he was ever sick and he couldn't help but remember the time when they had first taken chai tea as something new to try but ended up laughing all the way back home throwing it in the dumpster because of how awful it tasted to them.

Harry hesitantly took a sip of the chai tea and almost wanted to throw up but Nadia was looking at him so eagerly in hope that he drank a bit more and gave her a reluctant smile. He could imagine Draco Snickering in the back of his head but bringing Harry the special order that only Draco knew what it was, not even Harry knew himself. It was sort of a routine they had made, they both knew each other's favourite coffee order but none of them knew their own coffee and it was sort of appealing but at a moment like this when he had to gulp down the entire chai tea he wished Draco was here to order him his drink.

" You didn't like it, did you ?" Nadia asked empathetically.

" Was I that obvious ?" Harry scrunched his face trying to get rid of the after taste.

" It's not such a big deal Harry, you could've just said you didn't like it and I would've replaced it. What do you like, I'll order that for you ?" She asked

Harry could've said anything but how could he answer when he himself didn't know what he liked " I- I actually don't know "

" What do you mean you don't know ? You must like at least some sort of coffee ?" She asked frowning

" Well you see- Draco Knows my order. We just have this thing that we know each other's orders but don't know our own, it was just a stupid thing we tried out once but we couldn't get rid of the habit " harry explained

" So you guys don't know what kind of coffee you individually like ?" She asked, almost cutting off a laugh.

" nope " harry emphasised on the 'p'

" well- that's- something entirely your two's business and I can't possibly figure out your order on my own so looks like you're gonna need Draco for the rest of your life " she laughed but even if Harry laughed, he didn't find it humorous, In Fact the thought of having Draco being in his life for the rest of his life seemed very appealing and he didn't know why but after living with him for so long and knowing him for almost all his life, he couldn't imagine a place in his life where there isn't Draco.

He knew Nadia was talking about something or joking about something a but his heart and his mind was left somewhere else, maybe at the apartment where Draco was and even if he subconsciously felt like he knew the reason he didn't dwell on the thought of it, he just sat there as Nadia talk about a bunch of stuff and his mind thinking of Draco and how he had known him his almost entire life that the thought of Draco not being in his life somehow messed up with the functioning. He sat there thinking of who would wear his clothes if Draco's gone or who would order his coffee or who would buy the CD's to watch movie or who would he even have a movie night with or who would he take to the boring ministry party's he went as a guest to or who would he play quidditch with or who would take him on random adventures in the most chaotic of times or who would bring the flowers for the bowl in the kitchen or who would remind him that he ran out of his ice cream or who would tell him that he dumped his work clothes in the dumpster in the hallway or who would tell him that his glasses are at the top of his head and who would make him wear those glasses or who would randomly help Harry to tie his tie, not because he couldn't do it but because Draco enjoyed doing it or who would steal his wand for petty fights and hide it above the cabinet's in the kitchen that Harry pretends he doesn't know is his hiding spot or who would sit with a pillow while watching movie because Harry falls asleep on Draco's lap more than often or who would braid Harry's hair sometimes just because it's fun or who would clean the TV cabinet because he saw a tiny bit of dust or who would organise his closet or who would he rate people with in a bar based on their outfit or who would he rate house with for how good they looked or who would he ride a bus with or who would just go on a walk with, if not Draco then who, if he doesn’t share all f this with Draco then who ?

Harry doesn't remember much from after the cafe but he knew exactly when he got in the apartment and saw Draco sleeping on the couch and he covered him up with a soft couch blanket they had kept only because of this reason. He smiled at Draco when he saw his lips curl up a Little bit in his sleep and he almost wanted to brush off the hair off his face but Draco was a light sleeper and he didn't want to wake him up especially after realising that this was the most he'd seen him smile the entire week. He left him to be and swiftly took one of his jumpers and sneaked in Draco's closet and went inside his room.

As day's Turned into weeks, Draco started to realise the real reason he was mad at Harry. He was hurt. That was it, he was hurt that Harry was replacing Draco with someone who he had just met when he had known him for all his life, he was hurt because instead of going to the parks with Draco, Harry now was going with that girl, because it pained him to see that Harry returned smiling more than often. He was hurt because it was all happening in front his eyes and he couldn't do anything to prevent it, he remained there watching Harry making plans with the girl, cancelling the one's with Draco and he didn't even know why it made him mad, he certainly didn't own Harry or he wasn't his significant other but reality crushed him when he realised that this was probably what the rest of his life is going to look like, the one where Harry dates someone else and have his happy ever after while Draco sulk away, regretting everything and getting off who he was with. And he didn't like to admit it out loud but he was jealous. Jealousy bubbled inside him like a Lava as Harry and Nadia got deeper into the whole dating thing, he didn't quite know why or he did know why but he didn't want to admit but for just one day, Draco wished he could be with Harry without his date and everything else, just the two of them, they could do anything and everything and just for that one day Draco would like to prove to him that Draco was so much more better than she was. 

Harry and Draco had made some progress after almost 3 weeks when they accidentally got invested into a conversation about some stupid Mark at work and had ended up making a joke about it when they realised they weren't talking to each other and awkwardly went into their respective rooms, little did the two of them know they kept smiling the entire time behind their own doors, going to bed with a grin on their faces because they had finaly talked about something, even if for a little while,they enjoyed it. 

But that was all for the remainder of the week because they didn't interact for the rest and Harry kept venting out to Nadia about how immature it was at this point.

" harry- ha- harry- shut up " Nadia interjected loudly. He was taken aback by her tone but the reason became more clear when she spoke up.

" look- I-i just appreciate you venting out to me and everything and you talking about how it's been going on for so long and how immature it is and I appreciate how you're not keeping it in but Harry I'm dating- just you, not the two of you "

" What do you mean ?" Harry frowned.

" What I mean is Harry, I'm only dating you but I just always feel like I'm also dating Draco at the same time. It's always about Him, he likes this restaurant, he knows my orders, he likes this food, oh he said the food here isn't good, this sweater is a perfect fit on Draco, he likes the same Ice cream or no he doesn't like that. It's always he likes this or what he doesn’t like or it's always about how immature Draco is to keep this whole thing going on and how you want to fix things up but you're not, or how you had a wonderful conversation with him by accident but it was a progress. I like you Harry, I do, very much, you're a very considerate guy but It's always about him and it's a bit annoying " Nadia exhaustingly huffed as if she'd been keeping it in for a very long time.

" you- think I talk about him too much ?" Harry asked, almost shocked but also not.

" you do harry, you do too much and i know you like me but it's clear you're absolutely inevitably in love with Draco, I mean Jesus you're thinking off him half the time you're with me " she responded

Harry was suddenly taken aback " I am not in love with Draco- I mean that is just absurd beyond anything. Draco is good friend that is all, there's nothing like that about him and i am most definitely not attracted to him "

" the hell you're not harry '' she chuckled " you literally spend all your time thinking about him, you only like him wearing your clothes, I'm the one you're dating but you've never offered me one but you just happen to love him in your clothes even though they're very oversized, he's the only person who knows your goddamn coffee order, he's the only person you make any plans with, he's the Only one who allowed to touch your stuff, he's the only one allowed to eat you ice cream, I mean please Harry who are you kidding, you're so mind numbingly in love with Draco and it's so adorable how you don't even know about it. Just think of it this way, are you that sort of friend with anyone but Draco ? Can you imagine laying in your best friend's lap, Ron's lap for instance? Can you ?"

He must've gotten the point but he wasn't ready to give in, he could not love Draco, how could he, he was his flatmate, or could he ?

" I- I don't love him " he stammered

" Okay then maybe you like him a lot. You care for him too much harry and that's not how friends care for each other. You don’t search for just a friend in a room full of people or you don’t stare at your friend from across the room like they mean everything to you, you don’t do that if you’re just friends and its not just you but I know Draco liked you too and maybe that’s why he is giving you a hard time " she pointed out with a warm smile.

" but- no- I don't like him, we're just very comfortable friends " harry rambled.

Nadia shook her head smiling " alright, if you don't think that, then it's okay but I know you are definitely in love with him, so I'm gonna do you a favour and I'm going to break up whatever this is, alright. I don't want to spend the rest of my time waiting for some guy who I know is in love with his friend and I'm the reason he's not with him " she smiled.

Harry shook his head " that's not true-"

" It's okay Harry, it's what I believe. Let me do that. And I know you've been wanting to break up too but you're just too sweet to do that " she wasn't wrong and so he didn't counter back.

" Next time bring Draco on a coffee date alright " she chuckled, paying for her half of the bill.

" but-"

But she left, abandoning Harry in the cafe. He walked back home with no thought other than what she had said and the weird part was even though he was just broken off, he was still thinking about Draco and how he might possibly be in love with him or how at least others frame him to be in love with Draco even if he wasn't but somewhere Harry knew Nadia wasn't all wrong. Draco consumed a greater part of his mind and heart and he didn't mind it, not even a little bit. The more stranger part was he could imagine loving Draco, taking him out on a date, holding his hand,kissing his forehead, cuddling with him, watching movies with him, living with him, making breakfast for him, making dinner even, bringing him flowers, taking care of him when he’s sick because he already did all of them and he liked doing it for Draco, he liked being there with him with whatever it was. 

He entered the flat to Draco preparing dinner in the kitchen when he joined in and sat down in one of the kitchen stools watching Draco work.

Harry might've been too silent that Draco didn't notice his presence but he jumped up as soon as he did, making the hot bowl of soup fall all over Draco's hands.

" fuck- couldn't you had just announced yourself when you came in " Draco gritted as he shook his hands rapidly. Harry jumped up from his seat, getting hold of Draco's hands and putting them under cold water.

"Well now you know how it feels when you ghostly appear in the Middle of the night " Harry rolled his eyes, washing Draco's hands in his own.

" Does it hurt ?" He asked instantaneously

" Like a bitch, Harry" Draco scoffed but it was clear it pained him.

Harry immediately fetched a bag of pea from the refrigerator and applied it over his hand making draco relax under his touch.

" Better ?"

" loads " Draco responded with his eyes closed in relief.

Harry watched Draco as his eyes remained closed, the water kept running Between their hands still together and how he liked holding his hand right now and he couldn’t help but think about all that Nadia said and he wondered if it was all true. 

Draco opened his eyes as if he could feel he was being watched and turned his face to Harry, who still kept staring at him. Harry kept watching him how his face seemed so soft from the relief and just the way he was with his little dimpled smile and that mischevious smirk, those quirky sarcasm and his loud silence and he knew then that what Nadia said was true, he truly loved him, he loved him because who he was in Harry's life and how he filled every space remaining in his heart but romantically he knew he liked Draco a lot, he liked him too much that his heart was racing like it was trying to win a race with no cars around but just going on and on.

" what ?" He asked softly.

Harry gulped, Breaking out of his trance and closing the tap and taking his hands away from Draco's hand but the bag of pea immediately fell and Harry knew he couldn't leave his hand, not just yet.

" how does it feel ?" Harry asked, he didn't know what exactly he was asking for but he did.

" it- better- it'll be fine in a while, it was just soup " Draco replied looking away from Harry who was staring at him for far too Long that Draco almost felt embarrassed.

" wasn't it your date today ?" Draco asked

"We- we actually broke up " Harry replied

Draco grew confused suddenly asking him what happened.

" She thinks I love someone else " Harry's heart hammered loudly in his chest as he stared at their hands.

" oh " Draco's face immediately fell.

" she thinks I'm in love with you because all I do is talk about you all day long " Harry hesitantly added

Draco swallowed, his own heart beating rapidly " yo- you don't ?"

Harry wanted to look up at Draco but he didn't know how to face him right now, how could he look him in the eye and tell him the truth after everything they've been through. How could he and what if Draco didn't like him ?

" I- "

" Never mind " Draco interjected when Harry took too long to reply, taking the bag of pea from Harry and moving away from his hold.

" what- Draco-" but Draco was deciding to walk away and the only way to hold him back was to stop him from going by pulling him back from his waist and standing just before Draco, so he almost caged him.

" I- didn't say anything, " Harry said.

‘’But you obviously don't, " Draco said, looking at his feets.

Harry put his finger under Draco's chin making him look up in his eyes.

" Do you ?" Harry asked

Draco remained speechless for a long time, perhaps finding a better way to confess but didn't know without fearing a rejection.

" I- I don't know " Draco replied

" I don't know either," Harry added.

" what ?" Draco questioned frowning.

" it's true that I talk about you all day Long and it's true that I think about you way more than I should or that we're not friend friends but up until now I never really realised if I actually liked you or not, I maybe always knew I liked you somewhere but I'm refusing myself because i’m sort of afraid but I think I do but I also think- nmph" Harry arms immediately fell over Draco's waist as he felt his lips over his own and breaking away too soon.

" Did it help ?" Draco asked innocently.

" Maybe we should try again and then we might find out'' Harry whispered blushing and they kissed again and this time they kissed for longer than before and with no rush to separate. It wasn't perfect, there was a little bit of more tongue than the other was used to or there was less of tongue than other was used to and there was too much stumbling and there was even stepping on the others toes but everything became worth it when they finally found the rhythm and Harry had cupped Draco's back pulling him closer and Draco's wounded hands were in Harry's hair pulling him closer too. It took them a while to find a way to make their kiss perfect, their own perfect kiss with just the appropriate amount of tongue, appropriate amount of lip biting, the overflowing feelings included with a passion and a desire to find air in other's mouths. They didn't care after a point what they were breathing because in that moment all it mattered was that they were kissing each other, finally, after maybe putting their feelings in denials.

They only broke apart when Draco accidentally bumped his hands together and he immediately winced in pain and Harry instantly made some distance, taking Draco's hands in his own and applying a cold bag of pea again.

" Maybe we should save it for later, " Harry smiled.

Draco nodded, smiling.

They sat down after a while Harry was holding the bag of pea in his hand for him when Draco spoke up.

" What does this mean ? Like do you like me ?  Are we going to start dating ?"

Harry Chuckled " I think I've always liked you but I would like to figure out till what extent I am in love with you and it can mean whatever you want it to mean, it can Also be just 2 five year olds doing playdate '

Draco chuckled shaking his hand " you're daft "

Harry laughed a little before the laughter evaporated and he was left with a smile " I would like to take you out on a date If you'd like that ?"

Draco bit his lip softly, nodding " I'd love to "

Harry placed a soft chaste kiss over lips Before he broke away Just to ask a simple question " does this mean you like me ?"

Draco rolled his eyes big time " you really are an idiot,i had my tongue in your mouth not 5 seconds ago. Of course I like you, I’ve liked you for a while now "

Harry Chuckled and resumed kissing Draco softly.They finally were more than just friends and there was no one more happy about it than them.

Thank you so much @drarrywords for helping me out with this prompt a lot

This took me almost three days to write, i just hope people don’t hate this . Ps. On side note thank you so much for 500 followers despite my recent immense inactivity which i'm gravely sorry about.

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“ Can you- just leave Potter . I don’t need your saving- besides we’re not even friends” Draco hopelessly said 

“ I’m not goddamn saving you, you’re clearly sick and your ego is too big to ask for anyone’s help, not even your own friends ”Harry sighed opening cabinets after cabinets to make something for Draco. 

“ I do not need help and least of all yours- and what the hell are thinking searching shit up in my place” He got closer to Harry forbidding him from opening another cabinet but raising his hand out of the blanket meant exposing his hand to cold hair, ultimately the cold rushing inside his blanket and sneezing. He shuddered immediately, wrapping himself closer to the blanket.

“Would you just please- please let me help you so you can get better so we can go back you doing my work in the office, its really piling up” Harry told. 

Draco rolled his eyes “ Of course, always looking for advantage “ 

“ Well obviously” Harry said it as if it was very obvious. 

“ Potter- just leave, i’ll be fine in a few days and then I can complete your goddamn work. Now please- leave” Draco shuddered, sneezing another time and then harshly coughing. 

Harry rolled his eyes then got behind Draco and pushed him to move forward. 

“ Wha-What are you doing? Potter- just- Would you stop ?” he almost stumbled over his long blanket but Harry caught him just in time. 

“ Stop talking before I tape your mouth shut. Just please, for once in your life let your ego down and let me help you and you know you do need my help” Harry raised his eyebrows at him. 

“ I-do-not-need-your-help “ Draco gritted. 

Harry rolled his eyes then picked Draco in his arms, bridal style and burst into Draco’s room while all Draco kept was punching him to let him down and cursing at him. 

“ Get me arrested all you want later but right now if you don’t shut up, i’m going to do unfathomable things to you “ Harry raised his eyebrows, tucking Draco into the bed. 

“ Oh yeah and what would you do? Hex me ?” Draco asked rolling his eyes impatiently. 

“ No, honey, I will burn down all your favourite tuxedo’s, diminish your watches, bind you to bed “ Harry smiled evilly at him. 

Draco gasped “ You do anything to my watches or my clothes I will kill you “ He threatened, sneezing immediately after that. Harry frowned at him wondering how clothes and watches were infact his priority and not himself but then this was Draco Malfoy. 

“ Stay put and everything will be fine ” and with that he left the room, taking Draco’s wand with him. 

Draco remained in the bed mumbling curses at Harry for invading his personal space, being a complete prat, being an intolerant human being, and just in general being a huge pain in the ass however he couldn’t help but feel relaxed knowing he didn’t had to be entirely alone while he was sick. 

A couple moments later the door opened again and Harry walked in with a bowl on a tray, wearing Draco’s apron. 

“ Not my apron ” Draco whined and then sneezed. 

“ I’m pleased by your thank you, here’s your hot soup” Harry rolled his eyes, dragging a stool by his bed and sitting down after setting the soup on the side table. 

“ Here, let me help-” 

“ I don’t need your help, I can get my hands out of my blanket on my own” Draco rolled his eyes. 

Harry almost wanted to give him the biggest eye roll yet and maybe even tell him to shut the hell up but knowing Draco, he just huffed and shrugged, watching him struggle to get his hand out of the blanket and when he finally did after so long, he immediately sneezed 10 times in a row. 

“ For Merlin’s sake-” Harry huffed and instantly put his hands back under the blanket “ Let me help, just please-let me “ 

Draco chewed the inside of his cheek then nodded in hesitation. 

“ Thank you ” Harry sighed then sat on the side of his bed and picked up the bowl of soup and took a spoonful and blowing air to cool it down. 

“ You don’t have to do that I’m not a baby ” Draco said. Harry looked at him with a ‘ seriously’ look, then basically poured the hot soup down his throat. 

“ Agh- fuck -ouch “ Draco stuck his tongue out panting 

“ Wanna try again ?” Harry mockingly asked. 

Draco rolled his eyes then nodded “ I can cool the soup down on my own ”

Harry huffed then nodded and helped carefully to make him drink his soup. Draco drank the soup with little to no remarks, quietly allowing being taken care of while Harry wiped the extra soup that might drip a couple of times in the process. 

“ So you’re babysitting me then ” Draco said after having finished the soup. 

“ You’re right actually, I should’ve bought teddy too, you’re both babies ” Harry chuckled lightly and then left the room with the tray and the bowl knowing he had pissed Draco. 

He walked back in after a while, Draco knowing he had done his dishes that had been in the sink for longer than he’s ever let and he sort of regretted it but knowing Harry if even a little, he would not have been able to convince him otherwise. 

“ Did you check your temperature ?” Harry asked 

“ I did “ Draco lied and Harry caught on. 

“ You’re unbelievable. Where’s your thermometer ?” Harry asked. 

“ 3rd drawer “ Draco nodded his head towards his bed side stool. 

Harry checked the drawer and indeed it was there, only it wasn’t working. 

“ Maybe its battery ran out “ Harry mumbled. 

“ It doesn’t matter, its probably just cold, i’ll be fine “ Draco said. 

Harry looked at Draco like he couldn’t believe him, again “ Malfoy for all you know you could have fever, viral, malaria, chicken pox-” 

“ I do not have chicken pox, if that was it there would’ve been a lot of spots on my body and if I did had that you’d had run away the moment you’d had seen me “ Draco said. 

“ One that’s not true, I would’ve still helped taking care of you and second I’m gonna run to the store and buy you a new thermometer “ Harry said getting up from the floor and just for a good measure placing the back of his hand against Draco to see how hot he was. 

“ wha-” draco turned red 

“ Relax I’m only detecting how warm you are, luckily not a lot but i’m still going to the store. I’ll be back in a while “ 

“ But Potter -” it was no use though. Harry had already walked out of the bedroom and Draco had no energy left to yell for him, so he was stuck with his hands under his blanket like a penguin. 

Draco sat there for a long time humming songs to himself, dozing off a little in between and basically wondering a lot why Harry was really here? Was he really just here so Draco could get better sooner so he would join back office and complete his pending work ? Or was there something else ? Although Draco couldn’t help but think if it was all just fake, all his caring was just a fake deal he had to do because he was in some stupid bet? That one did make a lot of sense considering how pushy Harry was being. Draco decided to try to investigate on it when he finally had the time. 

He had almost dozed off again when he heard the door open and the rustling with the coat hanger and finally someone walking in. 

“ I’m sorry I’m late- are you alright ?” Harry asked instantly walking to the bedside and dropping all he bought by the table and feeling his cheek again to see if he was any more warmer, he was. 

“ I just nodded off a little “ Draco mumbled, his voice hoarse and dense. 

Harry unpacked the thermometer he bought and helped Draco put it in his mouth under his tongue and waiting for the result. When it finally beeped Harry pulled it out immediately that it almost seemed harsh.

" sorry " Harry mumbled checking the readings " hm, it's just fever, although we can't let it get higher than this, so I've got some medicines for you, let me get some warm water " and he ran to the kitchen without even letting Draco ask him anything.

And he came back almost as soon as he left " you seem tired "

" I feel tired " Draco mumbled sleepishly.

" here, take these medicine's you'll be fine hopefully just in time " Harry smiled a little then took out the pills in his hand and asked Draco to take them but Draco only kept staring at the pills in his hands with a frown.

" what's the matter ?" Harry asked.

Draco gulped " nothing"

" but you're hesitating, what's the matter? " Harry asked again.

" nothin-"

" that's not true " Harry sternly said.

Draco gulped again the turned red in embarrassment " I don't like pills. They taste bitter. I- I prefer syrups- now you can laugh all you want. Might as well make a joke about how I can't eat pills and for being such a baby-"

" would it help if I crushed them ?"Harry asked ignoring his later remarks.

Draco frowned " aren't you going to make fun of me ?"

" No " Harry sweetly replied with a small smile.

" would it help if I crushed it then? Perhaps dissolved it in a little juice ?" Harry asked. Draco frowned not being able to believe that he wasn't making fun, but he suspected that he was going to at some point with his friends and right now he was just pretending to be the nice guy.

" you're seriously not going-"

" I'll crush them and add them in a juice, that would work " Harry told him and left the room with medicines and came back with a small glass of juice.

" it won't be bitter now " Harry told him. Draco frowned again in confusion but took the glass from Harry and drank it painfully because of dehydration.

" was it better ?" Harry asked. Draco nodded.

" well then. It's 12:39 right now, so maybe you should sleep and I'll check on you in a couple of hours. You need to sleep for the Medicine to work " harry adviced.

" what are you going to do then ?" Draco asked almost curiously.

Harry offered him a little smile then said " I'll figure something out " and then helped tucking Draco into the bed more firmly to sleep.

Draco finally woke up to the sky looking more pink through his window, meaning it was already evening and he had slept for a good amount of time. He pushed himself up and looked at the side of this table to find a bowl of water and towel kept there, along with Harry's sweater and just like that it came rushing to him all the thoughts he had about why Harry wanted to help but for odd reasons his worries had dissolved about Harry only doing it out of advantage because It genuinely seemed as he if he cared. Draco pushed himself out of the bed in socks, taking a shawl with him to still keep himself warm even though he didn't feel that cold anymore and walked out of his room and into the living room.

He walked more through when he found Harry sitting on the arm chair peacefully in front of the fire place with his legs crossed over the footstool, that's when he realised Harry had fallen asleep. Draco stepped more forward to get a better look of Harry because apparently it was soothing to see him sleep with his arms were tucked under one another in a Cross and soft relaxed stress free look on his face which Draco realised he'd normally never seen and it struck him then, he had never really seen Harry without a frown on his forehead except for now but moment didn't last long when Draco accidentally slipped because of his socks and for support reached for the nearest stool, making the wooden camel set on it fall to the ground, startling Harry up from his sleep.

" what are you doing out, you should be in bed ?" Harry asked standing up immediately and fixing himself up.

" I- I just woke up a while and felt better. You can go now if you feel like ?" Draco asked but for strange reasons he didn't want Harry to agree, not just yet, he didn't know why.

" I- I'm not sure about that. You got really hot while sleeping and I had to cool you down with cold towels for a long time. I- I think it'd be better if I just stay, at least until I know your fever isn't getting bad " Harry shrugged. Draco nodded understandably.

" I- am gonna make something for you to eat,it's almost time for you medicine too" Harry said. Draco nodded again and harry walked into his kitchen. Draco frowned as another realisation dawned on him and asked

" Potter- Have you eaten anything since you got here ?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows then nodded uncertainly.

" no you haven't, you've been taking care of all this while- how-"

" I'll be okay " Harry reassured.

" No, you must be starving-"

" it's alright. I can go on without food for a long time. I don't get hungry that much " Harry shrugged then started looking through cabinets again but it struck Draco as an odd thing to say, how can anyone stay without food for an entire day without feeling remotely Hungry?

" Potter- you really must be hungry- just first eat something and then you can make something for me-"

" I'm fine Malfoy " Harry snapped. Draco almost winced but wasn't surprised although it did shock him if only a little. He was sensitive about this ?

" I won't eat unless you're eating with me " Draco made a deal

" what ?" Harry asked taken a back by his abruptness.

" that's right- I will not eat anything unless you promise me you'll eat with me "

" But I'm not hungry "

" bullshit. It's seven in the fucking evening of course you're hungry " Draco Snapped back then immediately coughed loudly

Harry ran and fetched him a glass of water, patting his back to calm him. Draco soon nodded assuring Harry that he was fine now.

“ You should eat now “ Harry insisted

“ Not unless you’re eating with me “ Draco fought back

“ Malfoy- “

“ I mean it Potter “ Draco threatened. Harry sighed knowing there was no going against Draco and nodded. Draco finally gave him a light grin in victory,Harry returned the smile.

“ Mac and cheese ?” Draco nodded.

Harry helped Draco into the living room after having complained that he felt more sicker in his room and would simply like being in the living room so now Harry was covering him with blanket and adjusting the pillows behind his back so he was comfortable enough.

“ TV ?” Harry asked Draco and he nodded.

Midway through watching TV and Harry preparing something to eat, Draco interjected.

“ That smells nice “

Harry smiled at him through the open kitchen window “Ginny taught me “

Draco nodded then let in his hesitation wonder about what went wrong between them.

“ We just weren’t right for each other ” Harry answered his thoughts.

“ I wasn’t-”

“ I know “ Harry smiled then put the dish in the sink and bought the two plates into the living room where Draco was sitting and sat down by his side on the footstool.

“ That’s too low “

" here sit besides me " Draco shifted a little to make some space for Harry. Reluctantly Harry did sit besides Draco.

" Do you want me to feed you ?" Harry asked taking the plate in his own hands.

Draco looked at him for a moment, then his hands under the blankets and then nodded childishly.

" My hands are just pretty warm now "

" Sure I believe you " Harry rolled his eyes playfully then gathered a spoonful of the pasta, blowed air on it make it edible enough then helped him eat and repeated the same until the plate was finished.

" it's time for you meds " Harry announced getting up and taking the plate with him.

" Potter " Draco glared.

" I'm really not hungry " Harry shrugged

" just a few bites. You'll die of starvation otherwise and I definitely don't want a dead body in my house" Draco shrugged

" people don't die of starvation in just one day. If that were true I'd had been dead ages ago " Harry tried to laugh it off as if it was a joke but it wasn't humorous to Draco.

" just eat " Draco insisted. Harry sighed then sat down by Draco's feet and finished his portion of mac and cheese he made.

" now was it so hard ?" Draco raised his eyebrows at him. Harry rolled his eyes then shook his head and departed to the kitchen.

" do you want me to add your meds in your tea ? That is if you'd like some ?" Harry asked from the kitchen the peeked his head out of the kitchen for an answer.

" I'd like tea- I like cham-"

" chamomile, I know. Don't worry I got you " Harry grinned then went back to the kitchen while Draco was left speechless. He knew what kind of tea he preferred?

10 minutes later Harry came back into the living room with two cups in hand and helped Draco drink his own tea with medicines dissolved.

Only when Harry was sitting down peacefully on the opposite side of the couch drinking his own tea Draco asked him " how do you know what tea I like ?"

" you told me " Harry nodded.

" No I didn't-"

" I vividly remember you did. It was the first year when we got the case together and you had yelled at me for bringing you normal tea and then ordered me to bring you chamomile tea. You also said you only like milked coffee because Black coffee tastes blank " Harry told him.

Draco looked at him, thoroughly amazed by his memory then broke in light laughter " that was 4 years ago "

" yeah and I remember. I'm not as ignorant as I seem Draco " Harry smiled.

Draco's heart didn't obviously melted when he called him ' Draco ' and he didn't obviously noticed that it was the first time Harry called him by his first name. He definitely didn't notice either of them.

Draco gave him a firm smile then they both turned to the TV enjoying whatever movie was playing until Draco started growing restless and tried changing his position, the direction of his head at least 5 times in 1 minute.

" is something wrong?" Harry asked.

Draco looked at him for a moment then nodded " mild headache "

Harry immediately turned off the TV " do you want me to massage your head- they really help ?"

Before Draco could even deny the offer Harry already gotten up and was insisting Draco to make some space for him behind him and he had no other option left but to oblige. So there they were, Draco leaning backwards to rest his head on Harry's lap.

" where does it hurt ?" Harry asked. Draco pointed to the either side of his forehead and Harry immediately started moving his finger's in a circle on both the sides.

" better ?" Harry asked after a while. Draco nodded in his lap with his eyes closed enjoying Harry's massage.

Harry continued moving his fingers in circles through his scalp to his side causing a feeling of relaxation in Draco for a long time until his headache started evaporating little by little and he finally opened his eyes to look at Harry.

" Potter "

" yeah ?"

" why are you really here ?" He finally asked the question he had terrified of listening to the answer of.

Harry swallowed, closed his eyes momentarily then said " Because I knew you were sick and you had no one to take care of and despite of you saying that you're capable of doing everything on your own, you're not. Sometimes you are just helpless and it's alright you know "

" now what's the actual reason you're here- come on- you know there is another reason that you are here but Just don't want to say " Draco teased.

Harry let out a soft laugh, moving his hand In soft circle over his forehead as if he was drawing something " I- just feel guilty about a lot of things including how I still treat you in the office, like I'm trying to always trying to prove I'm better than you and how I treated you before. I always know I'm doing wrong but I barely ever take a chance to change thing's with you, maybe because of the office surrounding or maybe I'm just afraid of what other's might say but I still want to start new, maybe show you that I'm not all bad. Maybe this was my way of proving that we can start over "

Draco smiled up at Harry fondly then spoke "we can start over. I'd like that. And if it makes it any better I feel guilty about how I've treated you before and even though I know I've apologized I still feel like I always owe you an apology "

Harry smiled down at him, massaging his scalp then saying " Then we should start over. Hi, I'm Harry Potter and I would like to be friends with you "

Draco chuckled " okay then, Hi, I'm Draco malfoy- wait no- I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself "

Harry blurted out laughing, Draco tagging along wheezing until both their lungs gave out. Harry leaned down a bit after the laughing session, pressing the center of Draco's forehead with his thumb, relieving him some more "that was well deserved "

" I think so too " Draco smiled and sneezed almost all over Harry's face.

" I can't believe you " Harry chuckled wiping off his face from a tissue.

" I'm sorry " but he couldn't stop laughing.

The rest of the night Draco remained on Harry's lap as he took care of him in ways Draco had forgotten he could be taken care of with all his questions going away as of what would it advantage Harry and allowed himself in to be. He even knew Harry didn't sleep most of the night because he was checking how warm he was every once in a while and when Draco had grown restless in the middle of the night because he was shivering, Harry took care of it by rubbing his hands over his feet and putting him in 2 more pair of socks and Singing him a lullaby to put him to sleep. Draco woke up in the morning to find Harry sleeping while sitting but mumbling incoherent things and unconsciously checking on Draco, he almost wanted to laugh but for obvious reasons he found it endearing waking up to Harry by his side and not completely alone. It was as if he could even imagine doing more than often.

The rest of the day Harry insisted on staying and taking care of Draco, while he insisted Harry should go home. Ultimately they settled for Harry going back home for a while to freshen up and come back and as Said Harry did came back in an hour and immediately made him soup while Draco watched him endearingly.

" I never thought I'd have The Harry Potter in my kitchen making me soup " Draco laughed.

" Well you Never even thought we'd be working together either but here we are and we are now friends, so I guess life is full of surprises after all " Harry grinned.

" oh we're friends ?" Draco teased

" we definitely are Draco " Harry raised an eyebrow at him challenging him.

" oh are w-" but his sentence was cut short with a sneeze and Harry immediately handed him a tissue.

" We are " Harry Stated and this time Draco didn't try to challenge him, they obviously were friends now.

And as promised Harry took care of Draco in his own arms, helping him relieve some headache that had Returned and sharing with him some of his greatest life stories and it all seemed very fitting as if they'd been doing this their whole life. It seemed perfect.

Within a couple of days, Draco was all set to be back in the office but when he had, he was received with a letter that Harry wouldn't make it to the office.

Without thinking Draco barged into his place finding a Harry bundled up in blankets, his heart melting at the sight.

" let me take care of you my very dear friend" Draco smiled at him teasingly then shoved off his coats and left it on the arm rest of the couch.

Harry tipped off his head laughing in a husky tone then sneezing immediately " please do- I'm dying here without you "