For thefangirl2000
Harry stopped dead in his tracks. He'd only just arrived home, expecting to find Draco sulking because work had kept him late yet again, but the sight before him was something else entirely.
Draco lay on the floor, half a dozen or so Kneazle kittens crawling all over him. He was smiling, teasing them with strings of brightly coloured twine as they tumbled and jumped and snuggled into him.
"What's going on?"
Draco stiffened, his smile instantly turning into a frown. "What time do you call this?"
Harry shrugged. "Late," he admitted. "That is not related to the explosion of Kneazles in our flat." He waited for an explanation and noticed, to his delight, that Draco's cheeks tinged a little pink. He did love to see his husband blush.
Draco carefully removed the Kneazles from his chest and sat up. He turned slightly to look at Harry, then focused his attention on the kittens again. "I found them," he said, a little defensively. "They were abandoned in some dank alley in Stratford. I couldn't just leave them. And it was too late to take them to the Magical Menagerie, so I brought them here." He lifted his chin defiantly, tensing a little as Harry made his way into the room and sat down beside him. The kittens immediately came over to explore him, except for one. It was black as coal and had beautiful grey eyes. That kitten hissed at him from Draco's lap, its claws coming out and retracting in an attempt to be menacing.
Harry reached out to scratch it behind the ears. "You won't scare me away, little one," he chuckled. Then he smiled up at Draco. "You really are just a giant cinnamon roll, aren't you?"
Draco sniffed. "I don't know what you mean." But he couldn't quite hide his smile. The little black Kneazle with his grey eyes refused to let go of Draco's robes when he finally stood up.
Harry eyed the creature, shaking his head, and sighed. He'd known where this was going the moment he'd seen Draco's face. "I suppose you could keep one," he offered. "After all, you've been thinking about getting a pet for ages."
The smile that bloomed on Draco's face was brighter than a thousand Lumos.