Wake Up
"Draco," Harry called, his voice already hoarse with overuse. He sat, slumped against a locked door, his muscles too tired from standing for much too long. He knocked on the door again, but no answer came from the opposite side.
"Draco," Harry whined again. "Love, I'm sorry. Please open the door."
Still, no answer came. Harry was really beginning to get anxious.
"Draco, for the love of Merlin, it was an accident; I swear it won't happen again," he pleaded. The other boy had to forgive him for his misdeeds – he'd been standing outside for bloody hours trying to apologize through the heavy door! Horror had filled Harry's mind as he thought that the blonde was outright ignoring him.
"Draco." His voice had hit the 'begging' tone some time ago, but it became all the more prominent in the single word as he tried to get through to his boyfriend.
"What?" that familiar voice asked from behind Harry.
Harry whirled around, surprised to see Draco's countenance without the touch of anger he thought would be there. His surprised turned to relief that the Slytherin wasn't mad at him in the slightest. With the last reserves of energy he had, Harry stood up and wrapped his arms around Draco.
"No seriously, Harry, what were you doing sitting outside my door?" Draco reiterated.
"I thought you were mad at me, and you locked yourself in your room, and that you were ignoring me, and-"
"Why should I be mad at you, love?" Draco asked as he pulled out of Harry's embrace and gave the Gryffindor a confused look. Suddenly, Harry became somewhat sheepish.
"I – uh – kinda used the last of your…um…" The end of the sentence was mumbled and Draco couldn't understand it.
"Harry, you're gonna have to speak up," Draco coaxed. "I can't hear you."
He was visibly uncomfortable under Draco's gaze. After taking a deep, calming breath, Harry continued: "I used the last of your…conditioner."
At first, Harry thought that Draco didn't mind, as he merely walked past the dark-haired boy and unlocked his door. It wasn't until Draco entered his room and shut his door again that Harry became anxious again. He knew he'd best be feeling more than anxious when he hear the tell-tale click of the lock.
"Draco?" He said to the door. "Draco."
No answer came from within, so he knocked.
"Draco, open the door."
End.