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Word Count: 510

Title: Beach Day

Note: MuggleAU

Warnings:

Beta: DarylDixon'sgirl1985

Hogwarts

Yearly:

Prompt 585 [Weather] Drizzle

"Come on Harry, since you started dating Draco we hardly see you anymore," Ginny insisted.

"Can he come with us?" Harry asked, wondering out loud.

"Sure, as long as you guys don't behave like lovesick teenagers."

Harry and Draco had been school rivals, both sporty types, and it was only once they graduated that they realised how much of the animosity between them was simply the adrenaline. There was a better way of chasing that adrenaline then having fistfights in the school corridors.

"Oh come on Gin," Ron said, he was standing next to his girlfriend Hermione. "The poor man took long enough to get someone. Doesn't he deserve some happiness too?"

Harry laughed at his friends antics, and made sure to ask Draco to join them.

"Your friends don't like me, Harry," Draco said logically.

"But I do," Harry insisted, trying to sound persuasive.

"Okay, fine, but I'm doing this under protest."

"Protest noted," Harry grinned, kissing Draco quickly, before turning to his small kitchenette and packing some snacks they would need for the beach. "Please grab some towels from my bathroom."

"You can't possibly want to swim; the weather is predicted to be overcast. It might even rain."

"Please," Harry said instead, watching his boyfriend go and fetch the towels.

Harry, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Hermione, and Draco were all at the beach. Draco was sitting a bit further away from the rest, until Harry patted the sand beside him. Draco laughed and shuffled closer.

"So, Draco," Hermione attempted conversation. "I hear you've gotten a football scholarship."

"Yeah, my father is extremely pleased, but of course he wants me to be a doctor, a football career doesn't pay the bills, he said," Draco rolled his eyes. Harry hoped that having his friends talking to Draco would help them understand him a little bit better. He wasn't a bad guy, he simply had a tough home life which translated into snark.

When the clouds came overhead, Harry heard Draco mutter, "I told you so," as Harry laughed.

"It's only water," Harry smiled. The girls screamed and ran under the nearest large umbrella when it started to drizzle. Harry simply smiled, and as Draco watched his boyfriend, Harry went off running down the beach. His arms were held out above his head and he was laughing, tilting his face to the sky and letting the water matt his already messy hair.

Ron saw Draco's eyes following Harry, and he asked.

"You really think that is the man for you?"

Draco wasn't sure why Ron was asking, but he knew the words were true as he spoke them.

"That's the man I'm going to marry."

"It's good to know your intentions with my best friend," Ron said with a lighthearted chuckle.

"So, I have your blessing then?" Draco asked. Ron held out a hand to shake Draco's.

"I suppose that's fine with me," Ron said. "But don't hurt him or I'll hurt you."

"I won't," Draco vowed, and he lived up to that vow every day for the rest of their lives.