Harry and Draco were walking hand in hand around the great hall. Harry was finally happy. After years of war, he had finally found peace. 3 years ago he had come out to his friends and they accepted him with open arms. 2 years ago he had revealed he was dating Draco. His friends had had hesitant reactions at first, but they had quickly warmed up to him. Ginny, on the other hand, was a different story. Apparently, she still had lingering feelings for him as she took to chasing him around the school confessing her undying love.
Draco, the jealous prick, naturally 'disposed of her', as he put it. By that he meant he'd responded with some quick-witted comment, causing her to run away blushing.
Oh well.
Brushing those thoughts away, he looked at him and Draco lovelingly as they continued to walk. He was a lucky guy.
Everyone always told Draco that he was so lucky to have Harry. Harry disagreed, Draco was perfect, he had soft blonde hair, good looks and a quick wit. Everyone's dream guy.
They made a perfect couple.
As they continued walking, they heard a familiar voice coming from behind them. Swiftly he turned around and groaned.
It was Ginny
She ran up to him still giggling and started twirling her hair around her finger.
Holding back a grimace, he tried to gently tell Ginny to leave him alone.
Before he could even open his mouth, Ginny started moving her face even closer to his and, still giggling, said "Is her your boyfriend boyfriend or are y'all just talking?" A clearly fake smile painted across her lips.
Before he could respond, he was cut off once again by the blonde beside him.
Draco seemed to have snapped, his eyebrows were raised. He always did that whenever he was angry. Harry loved noticing these things about Draco. It showed how much he had changed and how wrong Harry was about him.
Still adapting a cool expression, Draco turned to Ginny.
"Bitch If I kill you, are you dead dead or just not breathing?" Harry bit back a laugh, not wanting to anger Ginny any further.
No one else had the same thought, however, and the hall quickly erupted into laughter.
Embarrassed, Ginny blushed red and ran away, choosing not to respond to the smart comment.
Harry turned slightly annoyed "Why did you do that?" he exclaimed.
Draco, clearly pleased with himself, just put a finger to Harry's lips and grabbed his arm, dragging him off to the dearest broom cupboard.
He was definitely a jealous asshole.
Eh, Harry loved him anyway.