Title: I Should Have Come Out Earlier... Twelve

Characters: Harry/Draco

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer:Characters are property of JK Rowling and no copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: Pansy visits Draco at work.

The door of the apothecary slammed opened and Draco was on his feet, wand at the ready and face to face with... Pansy. He glared at her and tucked his wand away. With a wave of his hand he signalled for his two employees to deal with the customers before leading Pansy to the back room.

"Don't you have work?" he asked. "Why are you attempting to destroy my door and scare away my customers?"

"Never mind work," Pansy said cheerfully, as she sat at his desk. "Guess what?"

He sighed and leaned against the wall. "Are you really here to gossip, Pans? Couldn't this have waited until after hours?"

"No, it couldn't," she said with a smirk. "Now, I heard from Blaise, who heard from Millicent, who heard from Theo, who was at the Ministry this morning, that there was quite a scene that involved one Harry Potter."

Draco pushed off of the wall and moved to sit on his desk. "I know it's not bad news because you keep grinning. Well, what is it?" he asked.

"So you actually haven't heard as yet?" she teased.

"Don't you start delaying, Pansy. I have to get back to work," he warned.

"Fine, fine," she conceded. "Well, from what I heard, this old witch was harassing Potter this morning and he lost it- He didn't throw a tantrum and hex her, calm down. Anyway, he got up on that horrid fountain in the atrium and, very loudly, told the Wizarding world to shove it. All right, so he didn't actually say that. He just told them to get their noses out of his, and your, business then went off to work."

Draco laughed. He did not know what else to do. He wished he could have seen it. When he saw Harry later on he would probably hear the more accurate details though and reward him for his vulgar yet charming actions. He could also get a look at a pensieve memory. But amusement aside, he was flattered that Harry would publicly show such loyalty him. Loyalty that he would not have granted in previous years. What a turn around they had made.

"I wish I had seen it myself," Pansy mused.

"Hm? You wish you had seen it? Imagine me," he chuckled.

"I really do wish that he had actually told them to shove it though," she said. "It would have made my day."

"Seems it already has either way. Now, off with you. Don't you have patients to deal with?" he said, as he hurried her out the door.

"I'm on my break, thank you very much. Anyway, toodles, love," she waved. "Oh, and when you see Potter tell him that he's got my approval, all threats still withstanding."

When Draco stepped out of the shower he heard his floo roar before Harry called for him. He purposefully went to the front room bare arsed and still drying his hair. "How was work?" he asked.

"It was pretty interesting act-" Harry cleared his throat once he caught sight of Draco.

"So I hear," he said. He pulled the towel off his head and onto his shoulders before giving Harry a kiss.

"You heard?" Harry rasped, as he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist.

"I did. All though I'd much prefer to hear you tell me. I'm not sure how accurate Pansy's rendition was," he purred, as he began to undo Harry's belt.

"Later," his boyfriend husked.

"No, now," he said, as he undid the man's trousers.

"Now?" Harry asked disbelievingly.

"Yes, Harry, now."