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"Close your eyes and make a wish," Charlie says, grinning broadly as he holds out the cake.

His excitement fades the moment he sees his boyfriend's hesitant expression. Draco has never had a good poker face. Charlie sighs. "What?" he asks. "I didn't poison it."

Draco snorts, pale eyes rolling. "Well, I would certainly hope not. I always assumed if you murdered me, you would just feed me to one of the dragons."

Charlie stares at him, jaw slack. "What a cheerful thought to have on your birthday."

Draco shrugs. His lips quirk into the faintest smile before he turns his attention back to the cake at hand. "Did you bake it?"

Now Charlie understands. Draco is a terrible cook; Charlie, on the other hand, is an amazing cook, but he can't bake to save his life. Maybe he can understand why Draco may not be eager to try it.

"Mum baked it," he assures Draco. "I just decorated."

And it shows. The green icing job is poorly done. Some spots seem to be piled on with icing. Others are nearly bare, and the chocolate cake peeks through. Still, all things considered, the cake looks nice. At the very least, he knows it will be delicious.

"Are you going to make a wish or not?"

Draco scowls. "Don't rush me, Weasley," he says, using Charlie's surname as they do whenever they bicker.

Charlie grins. Their relationship isn't perfect. He's too fiery, and Draco is too bloody stubborn. They clash, and sometimes their teasing turns meaner than intended. Regardless, Charlie wouldn't trade it for the world.

"Have you made your wish yet?" Charlie asks with an impatient sigh. He folds his arms over his chest, emphasizing the fact that he's grown bored with waiting. "Some of us would like to actually eat the cake."

"Piss off. Keep rushing me, and I'll take my precious bloody time."

"You already are."

Sometimes it may look like they hate each other, but Draco is Charlie's heart. This little moments mean everything to them.

"There. Wish made."

Charlie grins. "Happy birthday, love," he says, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's forehead.