A/N: Here's the next one!
Pairing: Drarry
Rating: K+
Prompt: 19. Yellow
Warnings: Slash
Words: 278
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"NO!"
"But you-"
"NO!"
"Please?"
"Absolutely not- I refuse!"
"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"Where did that come from?"
"Muggle children say it,"
"Still no,"
"I'll use my puppy dog eyes,"
"How old are you, five?"
Now to the outer world this may seem like a very strange argument but to Harry and Draco it was perfectly normal. After all the often argued over stupid, irrelevant things, although this time might just top them all.
They'd recently moved into Number 12 Grimmauld Place and both Harry and Draco wanted to redecorate; Harry because of all the memories of Sirius and Draco because the house was just creepy.
Redecorating sounded easy. In theory. However, trying to agree on everything was a nightmare, at least in Harry's opinion.
Which is why they were where they were now. They'd found a spell to help make decorating easy but first they had to decide on the colour. Draco wanted green because in his opinion it was a great colour but Harry was being stubborn.
Harry wanted to paint the walls yellow. And not just in the living room but everywhere else as well- that included the kitchen.
Draco was refusing to back down on this but annoyingly so was Harry.
"It's just so garish,"
"It's a happy colour,"
"Sure, if homicidal is the new happy."
"Don't be so grumpy, Draco." Harry was practically jumping around.
"You've had coffee today."
"Stop changing the subject. Yellow walls."
"No,"
"What if-"
"No,"
"What about-"
"Also no, you aren't going to win Harry!"
And so that was how the Potter-Malfoy residence ended up with a bright yellow kitchen much to a grumbling Draco's dismay.