A/n: Just another little drabbley oneshot. Just had an idea and typed it out in about ten minutes, so it's not a masterpiece or anything, but I hope you like it!
"I'm home!" Draco called as he walked through the front door of the flat he lived in with Harry.
"In the kitchen!" The reply came. Draco shook his outer robes from his shoulders and hung them on a hook. He ran a hand through his wet hair, pushing it out of his eyes. He could have easily apparated to the hallway outside their flat, but there was just something so calming about walking home in the rain.
Harry was at the stove when Draco entered the kitchen. Dinner was cooking and Draco couldn't wait to eat. Whatever his lover was making smelled absolutely delicious. He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pressed his cold nose into a warm shoulder. Harry laughed and squirmed out of Draco's arms so that he could get something out of one of the cabinets. "Go take a shower and when you're done, dinner will be ready."
Draco kissed Harry on the cheek and left the room, heading towards their bedroom at the back of the flat. He grabbed some dry robes and walked into the bathroom. It was steamy and the shower was already running. Draco walked hesitantly towards it, hoping that Harry had known he'd need a shower and gotten it ready for him.
Unfortunately for Draco, that was not the case. When he pulled back the shower curtain, Harry was standing under the water rinsing shampoo from his hair. "You here to join me?" He asked seductively.
Draco just stared at him, shocked beyond words at what was before him. He shut the curtain and walked back into the bedroom just as Harry was walking out of their closet. "You should get ready for dinner, dear. It should be ready soon." Stunned, Draco stumbled through the flat and back into the kitchen. Harry was bent over, taking something out of the oven, and Harry was getting plates out of the cupboard and starting to set the table. "What is going on here?" Draco asked, alarmed as yet another Harry walked into the kitchen and put a broom away.
The Harry who had just taken something out of the oven looked at him and smiled. "I just had too much to get done today, so I went to Severus and got a cloning potion. Once I had all my errands done and most of the flat cleaned, I was going to erase them all, but then I got to thinking."
"About what?" Draco asked, exasperated. "About how much you could mess with my mind?"
Harry laughed…all three of them that were in the kitchen. A fourth joined, the one Draco had seen coming out of their closet. Seconds later, the Harry from the shower walked in, running a hand through his damp hair. "Of course not. I was thinking about how much fun we'd be able to have tonight."
Draco looked around at all of his Harry's and suddenly, all he really wanted to do was skip dinner and go straight on to dessert.
A/N: I love you!