3. Dream

"Draco you're being ridiculous!" Harry shouted as he dodged another teacup that was flying towards his head.

"I am NOT being ridiculous!" Draco shouted back, wand raised. He had ran out of teacups and his eyes were frantically searching for something else to charm towards Harry's skull. Harry took the opportunity, crouched, and tackled Draco to the ground, successfully knocking his attacker's wand across the kitchen floor.

"Get off me you bastard!" Draco thrashed under Harry attempting to push him off.

"No! Calm down!" Harry pinned Draco's arms above his head and held them there until Draco stilled.

"I hate you." Draco panted out, his gray eyes shooting daggers at Harry.

"Will you please just tell me what I did already?! For Merlin's sake Draco it's 2:30 in the morning and you're sending teacups flying through the kitchen. What the FUCK did I do?!"

Draco's bottom lip began to tremble and his eyes began to fill with tears.

"You kissed Weasley."

Harry's mouth fell open.

"I did…what?" he whispered in utter shock and confusion.

"We were visiting Hogsmeade with Weasley and Granger and we were buying sweets at Honeydukes and I saw you kiss him behind the Chocolate Frog display." Draco spluttered out as he burst into tears.

Harry scrunched his nose in confusion. Honeydukes? They hadn't been to Honeydukes in months! And he most certainly had NEVER kissed Ron! That was...revolting! The only way he could kiss Ron was in some kind of alternate reality.

"Ohhhhhh." Realization finally struck Harry's half-asleep brain. He let out a small chuckle that quickly turned to laughter. He let go of Draco's arms and sat back on his heels as he laughed harder.

"How are you laughing?" Draco choked out.

"Because baby," Harry said as he shifted off of Draco, pulling him into his lap. He pushed a stray hair from Draco's sleepy face. "It was a dream. You know how realistic your dreams are. Think about it. How long has it been since we went to Honeydukes? And why on earth would I kiss Ron? You know I fancy pale, spoiled, blondes."

"A dream?" Draco stared at Harry as his brain finally began to fully wake up. He ducked his head in embarrassment as he realized how silly he had been. "I'm sorry I threw things at you."

Harry tilted Draco's face up to look at him, wiping a tear from his cheek.

"It's alright baby. I'm sorry Dream Harry kissed Ron. I love you Draco. Only you. There is no one I would rather kiss behind a box of Chocolate Frogs than you," Harry said placing a brief kiss to Draco's lips. Draco smiled and rested his head on Harry's shoulder.

"Let's go back to bed now love" Harry said, waving his wand to quickly repair all the teacups. The pieces came back together and the fixed cups returned to their correct shelves. "And please don't dream about me and Ron anymore. That's just...really gross."

Draco grinned as the final teacup returned to the shelf.

"And really dangerous."