Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Title: The Good Old Days
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"You are not the man I married!"
"Of course I'm not dumbass, I'm fifteen years older."
"Fuck you! Stop acting like a drama queen!"
"I'm not acting like a drama queen Malfoy!"
"Blah blah blah, that's all I ever hear from you anymore Potter. Shut the fuck up for once!"
"I'm going to kill you."
"Not if I kill you first!"
"Fuck you!"
"FUCK YOU!"
"I hate you."
"Well I hate you too."
"Shut up."
"Oh... Potter, BIG WORDS!" Draco swatted the hair out of his eyes and diverted his attention back to the trunk of the car. "Harry, for the love of all the is holy in this fucked up world... Help me out with the groceries please."
Harry walked over to the white automobile and reached into the trunk to gather the two large brown paper bags in his arms. "Hey Draco?"
"Yea Harry?"
"I miss the good old days."
"Me too..." With that the two men walked up to their London flat and went in, closing the door behind them.
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Pairing: Harry/Draco
Title: The Good Old Days
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"You are not the man I married!"
"Of course I'm not dumbass, I'm fifteen years older."
"Fuck you! Stop acting like a drama queen!"
"I'm not acting like a drama queen Malfoy!"
"Blah blah blah, that's all I ever hear from you anymore Potter. Shut the fuck up for once!"
"I'm going to kill you."
"Not if I kill you first!"
"Fuck you!"
"FUCK YOU!"
"I hate you."
"Well I hate you too."
"Shut up."
"Oh... Potter, BIG WORDS!" Draco swatted the hair out of his eyes and diverted his attention back to the trunk of the car. "Harry, for the love of all the is holy in this fucked up world... Help me out with the groceries please."
Harry walked over to the white automobile and reached into the trunk to gather the two large brown paper bags in his arms. "Hey Draco?"
"Yea Harry?"
"I miss the good old days."
"Me too..." With that the two men walked up to their London flat and went in, closing the door behind them.
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