"Oh goodness I'm exhausted."
Harry almost feel through the door, whimpering to his partner. "Who knew working in the Cafe could be so tiring..." he said with a small yawn. Ever since the final battle he had tried to stay away from the public eye as much as possible. It wasn't even that he didn't enjoy the attention, but his Cafe, his small cafe, had been his life now. But ever since he and Malfoy had decided to get together and where found out, things had become mayhem and the Cafe had been a hit. Not for the reasons that Harry had wanted though, he wanted it to be about the food, not his new found discovery of his sexuality. People, however, had been pouring in to see Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy, almost sworn enemies, to be together and that the rumors where in fact true. The disappointed girls and in fact some disappointed young men had been leaving the Cafe for days now, saddened that the two gentlemen where both taken. However this had meant that the cafe had been selling a lot of food. A lot of people had been coming to sample Harry's divine cooking also. Meaning he had been run off his feet for days now, just keeping up with the demand for his delicate delights. Malfoy had warned Harry that this was going to happen and that Harry would end up being so run down that he had no time for anything else. But Harry had always been so selfless that he hadn't been bothered. Until now. Draco helped a now stumbling Harry through the door and onto the sofa, almost collapsing on there himself.
"Harry how many more times do I have to tell you? You have to take it easy sometimes, working your ass off in that red hot kitchen all day isn't doing anyone any favours. And suppose that you end up collapsing in there, that's not going to help either. Harry would you listen to me please. I need some time with you too. But every night after work you are always too tired and end up falling asleep before 7. Meaning I have the entire time all to myself. And I don't like it Harry. I want to be with you and spend time with you but I can't do that if you are too pre-occupied with sleeping"
Draco flopped down into the chair at the side of the sofa and Harry leaned over and looked at him apologetically.
Im sorry, I really am Draco... You know that right. It's just I don't want to live in this tiny flat for the rest of my life, I want us to have a real house. That's belongs to us. In the countryside. And for us to be happier than we are now, but to do that I have to earn money. To earn money I have to put in long hours at work. You know that right"
"I know Harry, I know, but I don't see what is wrong with this tiny flat. Yeah it is small and a little crowded. But its warm and cozy. And it is our first flat together, it only needs a few licks of paint. Remember we haven't lived together for a very long time. Come on Harry, it is almost Christmas. Can we do something that is just the two of us for a change. Away from here?"
"Draco, I promise, 1 week before Christmas, we will go somewhere. You decide. And it will just be the two of us. And we can stay there well into the new year okay?"
"Oh Harry that sounds perfect. Thank you sweetie."
Draco leaned over to Harry and kissed him gently on the lips.
"Now then my love, we should get something to eat. I mean it's ridiculous. We work in a cafe but never have enough to eat. Im going to make us some soup or something. Sound okay?"
"Sounds perfect" Harry sat up and pulled his love in for another kiss "I don't deserve you"
"Oh shush you, the boy who lived"