"Haz, wake up love," Draco murmured into his ear gently, brushing the strands of hair away from his forehead.
"Why?" He replied, curling up.
"Father? Coming? You knucklehead!" He giggled, scooping him up in his arms, caressing his cheek.
"Oh, shit," Harry mumbled, eyes fluttering open. "When?"
"Hour."
"Hour! You couldn't have woken me earlier?!" He asked desperately, jumping out of his soft grasp.
"I didn't want to love, you were, well, last night,"
"Yeah, yeah, still!" He groaned, embarrassed.
"Sorry," He laughed, reaching to hug him.
"Nope, I gotta get ready and get this," He pointed to himself, disheveled from cuddling, red-stained cheeks from tears, and purple bruises from too-tight hugging from Dray.
Draco whined. "Last hour, I need you,"
"Nice try, Malfoy," He laughed, ruffling his hair as he walked away.
"Watch the hair!"
"Shut your trap," He rolled his eyes, shutting the door to the bathroom.
* * *
"Remember, ten feet apart," Draco pouted glumly.
"Yep," Harry replied, far too cheerfully.
"Are you not sad, love?" Posted Draco more, clinging onto him like the baby ferret he sometimes was, wrapping his legs around his waist, practically crying into his neck.
"'Course I am, little ferret," Harry laughed, stroking his back. "But in case you haven't noticed, with you being mine, there's no possible way to be sad in any circumstance,"
"You mean it?"
"What? Of course, I do, darling.
Draco squealed happily, licking Harry's ear lobe.
Fuck, it was still weird.
A/N: I'm truly sorry, but I'll be ending the book here. Not an ending, I'm just stopping. School is really stressful now, and hard to keep up with my expected A's and A plus' and I have no time to do anything else. I'm just feeling really blue. And writing this isnt doing me well as i got diagnosed with a stomach disease and I vomit so, so much, I'm in pain. Bye guys, I'll really, really miss you. I'll perhaps write another book, not a fic, a sci-fi, on another account, if i do and i still keep this acc, I'll give you guys the name <3
xoxo, LydsInterruptedMe
P.S. This ENTIRE story was written a while back, before even the first chap was posted. In case you are wondering, I'm doing better now, but I'm still a bit sick. :) I'm so, so, so sorry again. -Lyds from present time not oct. 2020 lyds
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ФанфикIn the 8th year at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy asks Harry to do a simple game of Truth or Dare. (Dead Voldemort, not many mentions, no death eaters in books [mentions], none of that.) "What- no, I will not play truth or dare with you, Malfoy. I'm not stu...
