𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 | 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱 - 𝘏𝘰𝘵 𝘎𝘪𝘵

Harry and Draco were in the car sitting in very awkward silence. Harry was the first to speak up,

"So, where are we going?"

"Be quiet Potter," Draco sneered.

"What happened to you? You were semi-nice before Seamus started talking to me," Harry asked. Draco noticed the concern laced in his voice but shrugged it off.

"Finnigan was flirting with you, not talking," Draco corrected him.

"All he said was 'hello mate'. Plus he has a fiancé, I'm not a homewrecker and he's not my type," Harry said in disgust.

Draco seemed more interested in the conversation. "Well, what is your type?" He asked.

"I look for dominance in a man," Harry said. Draco snorted,

"Fucking bottom," he mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Harry asked sweetly.

"Nothing," Draco said quickly.

"As I was saying, Seamus is short and not very muscular and I like my men tall, so definitely not my type," Harry said while he played with his fingers. "What's your type?"

The blond snorted once again. "I don't date," he said and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"That's sad," Harry said sincerely.

"No it's not I love my life," Draco reassured.

"Everyone needs love in their life, Malfoy," Harry said sternly.

"Don't get all sentimental on me, Potter," Draco joked. Harry chuckled.

"Wouldn't dream of it," he said smiling.

*•*

After twenty minutes of driving, Draco got out of the car. Harry soon followed. Harry looked around and saw that they were at a rather large mall.

"Please don't tell me we're going shopping," Harry groaned as they entered the mall.

"No we're just here to perform a striptease in front of everyone," Draco said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes, "of course we're going shopping Potter."

"What are we shopping for exactly?" Harry asked dryly.

"Clothes for you. I don't mind if you don't get pajamas, I enjoyed seeing your ass in those boxers this morning." Draco grinned. Harry made a face of disgust.

"I knew you were a perv," he muttered. "And what happened to 'I don't date'?"

"I don't, relationships are too much work. I never said anything about sex though," Draco whispered into Harry's ear.

"Stop whispering in my ear," the ravenette said trying to hide his blush.

"No promises," Draco said smirking. Harry rolled his eyes and they walked into the first store.

"So you never told me why you were so mad before," Harry brought up as Draco looked through the clothing racks.

"There's nothing to tell," Draco said hesitantly.

"Yes, there is. You dragged me away from everyone before I was even able to meet them all properly. Fred and George seemed like nice people," Harry informed him.

"Drop it, Potter," Draco said his voice cold and firm. But Harry was too stubborn for his own good.

"No. I want to know why. Why did you think Seamus was flirting with me? Why would you have an issue with Seamus flirting with me? And why did you drag me away from everyone?"

"What do you think of this shirt?" Draco asked completely ignoring him as held up a plain forest green t-shirt.

"Don't ignore me."

"Don't tell me what to do." Harry rolled his eyes, "And stop rolling your eyes."

"Git," Harry mumbled under his breath.

"I'm a hot git though."

"Oh shut up," Harry said annoyed. Draco just chuckled and dragged Harry to the next shop.

-End of Chapter-

Sorry, it's short but I got tired of writing this chapter.

Baiiiiii
*falls down the steps*