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Coffee Break
Draco was abruptly wrenched from his early morning contemplations, by a rather large coffee cup depositing itself loudly on the table in front of him. "Dear god," came his startled cry.
"God has nothing to do with it," replied his lover, who stood with his back to Draco putting away the unnecessary china. He smoothed out his button down shirt and joinedhis blondeat the table, who promptly put away the Daily Prophet.
"To what do I owe the coffee?" smiled Draco, running a hand through Ron's hair.
"You're utterly unbearable in the mornings," the redhead smiled in retort.