Title: The Minister's Secret
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing: Harry / Draco
Warnings: Light fluffy slash
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Ms. J.K Rowling and her respective publishers and associates.
Author's Note: I had a bad day today so I decided to write a fluffly drabble to cheer me up.
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Harry hated being Minister of Magic sometimes but he knew that it was the position in which he could do the most good and so, a little over a year ago he reluctantly accepted the position. He cast a tempus charm, it was already 12mn and he was still in his office. He just came from a meeting with a French politician that was supposed to end at 10pm but because they had failed to agree on more than one point they had to extend for 2 hours, he sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.
The work was satisfying, he thought as he rose from his chair, seeing the positive changes in the wizarding world. The old animosity between purebloods against muggleborns and halfbloods was a thing of the past. Former Death Eaters and other Voldermort supporters were either in Azkaban or under house arrest.
Still, the days were long and he was on call round the clock. What's more Harry hated attending all the ministry functions, brushing elbows with self-preserving politicians, snobby high society elites and the press. He especially hated the press that constantly hounded him day and night, whenever they could get close enough, that is. Whenever he was in public as the minister he always travelled with guards, not that he needed protection, it was just so that he could keep some semblance of personal space.
Harry was about to head out, he closed the door behind him, the lights turning off automatically. He bid good night to his secretary and then preceded to walk out to the apparation point. He felt the usual lurch over take him before his feet touched the familiar granite floor of Grimauld place's foyer. He walked into the hall past several rooms and up the stairs.
He loosened the fastens of his outer robes as he approached his bedroom door.
Harry was still the beloved hero of the wizarding world, legendary defeater of he-who-must-not-be-named, now with politician added to his credentials, which inspired the likes of Rita Skeeter to dig for even more dirt and controvery. He kept only one deeply guarded secret from the public and he hoped it would not have to be that way forever.
Harry strode inside his room, discarding his robe in an abandoned heap, too tired to put it away neatly and frankly too tired to care. He smiled as he walked towards the bed, his chest expanding at the sight of his secret laying peacefully on the bed. He toed off his shoes and dressed down to his knickers before he crept up carefully on the bed, under the warm blankets to reach the lone occupant, sleeping on his side with his back turned to Harry.
Harry pressed up behind him slowly, their bodies lining up with perfected familiarity. The man stirred in his sleep, his eyes batting open slowly, his hand darting behind him to pull Harry closer for a soft chaste kiss.
"I'm home." Harry whispered softly. "Sorry, the meeting took longer than I thought."
"All part of the deal when I chose to date the Minister of Magic." The man answered with a languid smile. "You look tired."
"Well I had a long Draco-less day." Harry answered playfully as he wrapped his arms around the blonde's naked slender waist. He nuzzled his nose into the fine strands of hair of his beautiful lover and inhaled his scent.
Draco moved away slightly to have enough space to turn, still in Harry's embrace, so that they could face each other. They exchanged a few lazy kisses before Draco's hand went up to tangle in the soft ebony locks. He pulled Harry's head closer until their noses brushed together but instead of moving in for another kiss he gently guided the minister's head into the crook of his neck. He stroked the back of the dark head.
"Get some sleep. You look terrible." Draco whispered, his tone gentle and un-mocking.
Harry grunted in reply as he closed his eyes and snuggled closer. "Good night, Draco."
"Good night Harry."
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