Inspired by the new meme going round.
Hope you enjoy!
Fez.
Draco swore he had only looked away from Harry for a second. But now, he was stranded in the midst of a crowd in Diagon Alley, all of them rushing around, trying to locate the best robe shop, eleven year olds waving wands and brooms, paying no heed to other around them.
Draco tried to find him by rising hopelessly onto his tip-toes, but to no avail.
For a brief second he considered yelling something offensive into the crowd, in the hopes that Potter would come running with minimum effort, but the only things he could think of would either start a mass riot (I love Deatheaters, in fact, there's one now!) or something upsetting like 'Twilight was better.'
Of course, he could yell 'Draco sucks' which his stupidly loyal boyfriend would come running to defend his honour, but, frankly, he was too egotistic to put himself down like that.
Drawing his wand, he muttered 'Accio Harry Potter'
A few seconds later, Harry fell into his arms, rolling his eyes at Draco, despite the blatant adoration in his eyes.
"Hey Draco." He said, leaning into their embrace.
"Why hello, darling." He smirked, placing a single kiss on his forehead.
With a mock frown, Harry straightened up, looking into Draco's eyes for a split second and kissed him full on the lips.