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Word Count: 512
Sap
"There you are!" Draco said, when Harry stepped through the flames of the fireplace, a tired smile on his face. "I thought you were never going to get home."
Harry snorted. "I'm only twenty minutes late, babe."
Draco wrinkled his nose at the pet name but let it pass. That more than anything let Harry know he was already forgiven for being late; when Draco was in a sulk, no pet names were allowed.
"Still late. Did you have a good day at least?"
Harry nodded, taking his Auror robes off and throwing them on the back of the sofa. He dropped into Draco's lap, nuzzling his face against Draco's neck. "It was fine. Busy though."
Draco lifted his hand to run his fingers through Harry's messy black hair and pressed a kiss against his temple. "I missed you today. It was weird. I don't normally miss you that much."
Harry snorted. "I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but I missed you too."
"Of course you did, you're a sap. What's my excuse?"
"Maybe I'm rubbing off on you."
Draco opened his mouth and then shook his head. "Too cheap, I can't do it."
Laughing, Harry leaned back and up enough to kiss his boyfriend hard on the lips. "Do you want to go out for dinner, or do you want me to make something?"
Biting his lip thoughtfully, Draco tilted his head. "I don't want to get dressed for dinner. You don't have to cook if you're tired though, we can just order in."
Harry smiled. "I don't mind. We have that steak in that I picked up at the market yesterday, I'll make that."
"Sounds perfect. Go shower first though, you smell like a hippogriff pen."
Pushing himself up from Draco's lap, Harry ran his hand through the perfectly styled blond hair, intentionally messing it up. It was telling that Draco had even let him sit down before his shower, really.
The ponce.
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Harry sat on the sofa, Draco's head in his lap, playing with the blond strands as they drifted in and out of conversation, the silences as comfortable as when they were chuckling about their friends latest antics, or Teddy's new favourite things.
"Don't fall asleep there," he murmured, tugging a little harder on Draco's hair when he realised he was drifting off.
Draco scowled up at him. "That was mean."
"You're hex happy if I wake you up, and I'm not sleeping here all night just so I don't end up with boils in uncomfortable places."
Draco thought for a moment and then nodded. "Okay, yeah, that's fair. Are you ready for bed?"
Harry nodded, stretching. "I am."
They locked up together and ten minutes later, were wrapped around one another in bed.
"I love you," Draco said, pressing the words into Harry's chest with his lips.
Harry chuckled. "And you say I'm the sap."
"Tell me you love me too before I hex you with those uncomfortable boils."
Chuckles turned into real, full on laughter. "I love you too."
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