A/N: Well well well. This is a collection of Harry/Draco drabbles that have no connection with each other at all. Some are Post-Hogwarts, some aren't. I apologise for the Post-Hogwarts but my ideas wouldn't have worked if it was in the Hogwarts era. They're not very good or very long but I enjoyed writing them and I hope that you enjoy reading them. Read on!
Draco stirred as the duvet cover was thrown back. The cold air brought goosebumps to his skin and he snuggled further into Harry's back.
"It's Saturday Harry, Saturdays lie in." He mumbled incoherently, his boyfriend shivering as he pressed his cold nose to his spine.
"We have to get ready to go that stupid studying session thing. Dumbledore said something about it but I can't remember what time it was so it's better to get up now baby." Harry said, poking his finger into Draco's side.
"Saturdays are for lying in though!" The tall pureblood whined with his eyes still screwed shut. He hated Dumbledore sometimes. Saturdays were for lying in.
Harry turned around so that he was facing Draco and sighed. "If you get up now and do the session thing with me," he said, "We can come back here and spend the entire day in bed." He laced his fingers with Draco and kissed each fingertip.
"Promise?"
"Promise."