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Word Count - 444

Time For Me And You

"Ow! Why would you do that to me? That was mean, dammit!"

Kingsley chuckled. "I don't understand how you've never had acid pops. How many times did you go to Honeydukes while you were at Hogwarts?"

Harry grimaced. "I got told what they did and avoided them on purpose, you jerk!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Kingsley murmured, shifting across the pastel blue picnic blanket. "Let me kiss it better?"

Harry twitched his nose. "Maybe hold the kissing until I don't have a hole in my tongue?"

Snorting, Kingsley collapsed back on the blanket, pulling Harry down beside him. "I love you."

"I love you too," Harry replied quietly, nuzzling his face against Kingsley neck. "Even when you burn holes in my tongue."

"I'm going to regret that, aren't I?" Kingsley asked, amused, as he ran a hand through Harry's hair.

"Probably. But if you keep stroking my hair like that, I'm more likely to forgive you."

"You're like a kitten," Kingsley snorted, turning on his side and pulling Harry even closer. "Hmm, this was a good idea though. It's nice to just… be."

Harry nodded against his chest. They were both busy, Kingsley as the Minister and Harry as the head of the Aurors, but he was glad that they could still take an afternoon out like this occasionally.

They lay quietly for a while, Harry dozing against Kingsley's broad chest, until laughter in the distance caught their attention. Harry rolled onto his stomach, his elbows on the blanket so he could prop his head on his hands.

Across the field, a group of children were playing with a dog that looked exactly like Padfoot. The sight made Harry smile, even as a spasm of pain shot across his chest.

"We should get a dog," Kingsley said, watching the kids playing.

Harry frowned and looked up at his husband. "We don't have the time for a dog, it wouldn't be fair."

Kingsley's lips tilted up slightly. "I uh, I think I'm going to retire at the next election actually. It's… I enjoyed being Minister but… I think I'm ready to relax a little more."

Harry's eyes widened a little. "Yeah?"

Kingsley nodded.

Harry leant to the side and pressed a kiss to Kingsley's lips. "That sounds good."

It was still a few months away, but the promise of more time for them to be them.

Kingsley grinned and reached into the basket, pulling out a chocolate dipped strawberry. He held it to Harry's lips, grin widening when Harry eyed it suspiciously.

"It's just strawberry and chocolate, I promise."

Harry took a bite and hummed appreciatively. He could certainly get used to this more often.

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Auction - Acid Pops

365 - Pastel