Friday night. Harry's favourite time of the week. Time to slob at home, forgetting all the missions of the past week and the piles of paperwork for future weeks. It was time to just let everything go, sit back and relax on the sofa with his other half. Left over take away containers scattered around the table in front of him, the light of the TV screen lighting the room. Harry could close his eyes and sleep.

"Are all muggle shows this boring?"

"Not all of them" Harry rolls his eyes, 'Here we go' silently adding.

"Then why are we watching it?"

"This is just the opening scene, it hasn't actually started yet" Harry replied

"What do coloured shapes have to do with a Romance show?"

Harry knew he should just be thankful Draco was even watching this with him. But Draco's insistent need to critically evaluate everything he saw sometimes really sucked.

"You're the genius, can't you find some Ironic secret meaning in it?" Harry snuggled closer to his partner,

"Ironic secret meaning?" Draco chuckled the deep rough vibrations against Harry's cheek.

"Poetic justice?"

"Really?"

"Symbolic meaning than"

"Sure we will go with that" Despite the sarcastic tone, Harry could feel Draco smiling.

Placing small kisses on Draco's neck. It had taken Harry months to convince Draco to sit and watch some muggle TV with him, so he was content to put up with Draco's critical mindset of picking holes in nearly everything they watched, especially if it leads to cuddling on the sofa.

"Do you know that muggle show Game of kings?"

"Game of king?"

"Yer that famous tv show"

"Game of Thrones?" Harry replied

"Yes, have you watched it?"

"Ummm yer" Harry stutters. 'Why was Draco bring this up now?' crossing his mind.

"Is it as boring as Coronation street?"

"Seeing as it seems all muggle shows are boring to you then yes" Harry muttered. Then settled on saying louder "Not all of them".

"Good, Mother wants to watch Game of Thrones with us when she comes over Sunday" Draco's voice held no hint he was joking.

"What?" Harry stuttered sitting up.

"Mother saw it advertised on a bus in London the other day and wants to watch it, however, doesn't have a muggle TV"

"Umm well, you see" Harry stumbled over his words. Trying to imagine watching Game of Thrones with his partner's mother in the room. Especially when that person was Narcissa Malfoy.

"What?" Draco stared at him waiting for the end of his sentence

"Have you heard of it before? Know anything about it?"

"No"

"Maybe we should watch it now"

"No"

"Draco trust me" Harry tried to argue

"I don't like watching things twice you know this"

"Yes but"

"I'm being forced to watch it with Mother I don't want to watch it twice," A bored tone in his voice told Harry he wasn't changing his mind.

"But maybe if you read the synopsis"

"That spoils the whole program" The icy grey stare almost cutting straight through Harry.

"I think maybe you should this time"

"No. What's the point in watching it if I already know what's going to happen?"

"Draco listen to me, we are not watching that with your Mother"

"O, because the high and mighty says so?" Raising one eyebrow.

"Because it involves a lot of nudity" Harry finally convinced.

Recognition covered Draco's face.

"Wow, muggles advertise porn on busses, in public?"

"What? No!"

"But you just said?"

"No, Game of Thrones isn't technically porn"

"So why can't we watch it?"

"That's it I'm putting on the first episode!" Harry jumps up stomping over to the DVD stand. If Draco wants to watch it, then he was introducing him now.