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How to cope when your boyfriends bed turns up in your room
"That's my…"
"That's you..."
"In your..."
"In my…"
"Next to your…"
"next to my…"
Silence followed, only broken by the sound of running water and Ron singing loudly in the shower.
"Does he think where.."
"Yeah he does"
"right" Draco cleared his throat, not for any reason other than to give himself time to think, " he has an okay voice, bit pitchy in places."
This was the comment that made Harry start laughing.
"What?"
"Where stood here with two very empty beds and where talking about Rons singing voice."
Draco looked at him eyes wide and repeated his previous question but with a lot more volume and followed by Harry raising his eye brows and walking towards Draco's bed.
Draco was usually a very composed person but seeing the chosen one in his bed looking at him expectantly and patting the space next to him. Draco walked slowly towards the bed and sat on the edge tentatively now knowing where to put his hands or his legs. Next thing he knew harry had his hands around his waist and was knelt behind him pulling him into him. Draco put his head back and rested it on his chest, "we can't do anything you know that? Ron could finish his concert at any moment and walk in on us."
Harry groaned and held him tighter, Draco knew Harry was a quidditch player but he was only now realising how strong he was. He then felt Harry kissing the back of his neck then higher up, then on his jawline then his temple. Draco turned his head enough to catch Harry's lips and then flipped his body around so he was on his front and then started moving forward making harry lie back on his bed. Next this he knew he was straddling Harrys lap and kissing him with every ounce he had and it didn't go any further as they were both splashed with cold water.
"Please get a room."
Draco shook the water out of his hair and clambered off Harry, "we have one we just happen to share it with you." He sent Ron his most innocent smile.
Ron smiled back, "it's a good thing I love you both or I'd have used a bucket."
Draco couldn't think of a retort but Harry must have but he drowned out the friendly bickering, he was taken aback by Ron's comment, he had said he loved them, both of them, all his past friendships had been built on fear and wanting followers not family, but now he had a family and it made him feel safe and he knew it he got off the bed and gave Ron a hug.
"Mate, let me put a shirt on first."
Draco let him go, looked him up and down, "I can see what Hermione sees in you"
Ron blushed and Draco walked away, gave Harry a quick kiss and left the room simply saying "dibs on the shower next."