Disclaimer: I solemnly swear that all things pertaining to Harry Potter belong to J. and I've only managed the mischief of fan-fiction-ing.
Author's Note: First slash-Drarry attempt. I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Draco argues and Harry tricks. What else is new?
Tricks
Harry and Draco Malfoy-Potter
-"Absolutely not. My name goes last."
"It's alphabetical order, you prat."
-"I said no!"
*sighs* "Why?"
-"On official documents, only the last part of the last name is put down."
"So?"
-"So? So, scarhead, does Draco Potter sound good to you?"
"…"
-"Harry?"
"Mmm"
-"Don't even try to distract me, Potter."
"Whatever do you mean, Draco?"
-"You're giving me that look."
"What look?"
-*visibly swallows* "And now you're doing that darting motion with your tongue on your bottom lip—Stop it, Potter!"
"Mmmhmm, do go on."
-"If you think that you can just stare at me with those vibrant green eyes of yours and lick your lips to glistening with that delightful muscle of yours, than you have another thing coming Potter!"
"…"
-"I didn't mean it like that! No, no keep your hand away from my thigh. I am not compromising on this."
"Say it again."
-"What are you—Potter!"
"Exactly"
-"Let go of my—my— What are you doing now?"
"Vanishing these troublesome clothes."
-*gulps* "I-I se-see. A-and now?"
"Marking my property."
-"Uh-huh, mmmm…wait—WHAT?"
"Simulacrum signo!"
-*shrieks* "POTTER!"
"Yes?"
-"You did not—you didn't just—"
"Write 'Property of Harry Malfoy-Potter around your prick? Why yes, yes I did."
-"I'm going to end you, Harry."
"I like the sound of that, Draco Potter."
-"Potter!"
"Which one?"
-"That's it—Simulacrum signo corpus!"
*yelps* "What the—?"
-"Ha! Take that, Potter. Got anything to say about those?"
"…"
-"That can't possibly turn you on."
"…"
-"You've got 'Draco Malfoy's b*tch' written all over your body!"
"Mmm…Potter-Malfoy does sound better."
-"No way! It's Malfoy-Potter and that's final."
"Okay, Draco. You win. Cosigno"
-"Exactly! We are now, officially, Harry and Draco Malfoy-Pott—Harry, you're a git."
"I am, aren't I?"
-"How do you do that? I'm Draco Malfoy! No one tricks me!"
"Actually, you're Draco Potter now according to our marriage license."
-"I'm engraving those marks into your forehead just for that."
"Of course"
-"I'm not kidding."
"Never doubted you."
-"You're sleeping on the couch for a month."
"That thing is rather small; we'll just have to lie on one another."
-"Alone, Potter."
"That's okay; I still have those 'gifts' Fred and George got us. I've been wanting to try them out."
"…"
"Draco?"
"Damn you. How long until you have to go back to work?"
"It's Saturday."
"Good. Bedroom. Now."
"Alright Draco…Potter."
"Git"