excuse me, but its four am (draco & harry)

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"and maybe we can have ballgowns and huge peacock fathers and dancing..." draco tried to pay attention to what his friend was saying, but he couldn't stop thinking about his boyfriend, harry.

harry james "the biggest pain in my ass" potter.

draco was, is, and will always be head over heels for harry. even though they've only been dating for two months, malfoy has woken up thinking about harry every single day since they got together. harry has made him the luckiest guy in the world. harry. harry. har-

"draco malfoy, are you listening to me?!" pansy quickly pinched draco's nose and pulled him out of his daze. draco gently rubbed his nose as he responded, "pansy! that hurt! and yes, i've been listening to you drone on the last twenty minutes about hermione and-"

pansy covered draco's mouth with both of her hands and she embarrassingly received distinct looks from her peers that scattered the slytherin dungeons.

"anyways! when do you have to meet harry?" pansy winked as she poked draco in the ribs. the slytherin prince tried to cover the pinkness in his cheeks, but was just glad he can talk about harry... again.

"10:00. ugh, i hate how much i miss him. pansy, i've barely seen him the past two days." draco sniffled, getting a huge snort from pansy. "malfoy, you were just with him at breakfast." draco threw himself back on the couch, "that feels like forever ago." pansy laughed and waved at blaise who just came in.

"how's neville?" malfoy sneered. "him and harry are trying on maid outfits in their dorm." blaise sat and joined in laughter with pansy as they both pointed at draco's scared look. "no, but he's good. we're good." blaise looked down so no one could see his faint, crimson blush.

"you guys suck. just showing off your adorable and loving relationships." pansy crossed her arms and blew hair out of her face. draco shot straight up. "pansy, we have the balls to ask people out, unlike you. even though you've had like, a million chances." pansy punched him in the shoulder.

blaise chuckled, "but when isn't draco talking about harry? poor fella could buy decades with all the time you spend thinking about him. if anyone wakes you up without getting their shit rocked, it'd be harry." he stood and bowed as he and pansy were hunched over in laughing fits.

draco stood and started to walk towards his dorm, "if you'll excuse me, i have a boyfriend to look good for." he flipped both of his still-laughing friends off and strode away, anxious for his date.

- same time, but in the gryffindor common room -

the air in the room was still. though practically filled to capacity with nearly all of gryffindor house, it was never more quiet than it was right... now.

harry and hermione sat cramped on a small couch as they focused on the middle of the room, which had caught everyone's attention. "why does this have my full and entire attention right now?" hermione watched in awe at the sight before her. harry couldn't look away, "this definitely shouldn't be as cool as it is right now."

ron was in the middle of an intense muggle chess game with a random third-year. apparently, its been a few hours since they started, and an ever-growing crowd has started to form since hour three. when it looked like it wasn't going to end anytime soon, whispers among the crowd started to linger. harry caught the sounds of laughter and turned to find the source. blaise and neville were walking from the boys dorm to the front entrance, probably saying good night.

"they're so cute together." hermione also turned as harry did and rested her head on his shoulder. "ye-yeah..." harry turned and sat, defeated. "you're thinking about malfoy, aren't you?" hermione turned and tried to comfort her friend. "i feel so bad. i've been so busy with quidditch tryouts and potions is just killing me," harry rubbed his eyes out of tiredness. granger laughed in shock, "i hate to admit this, harry, but im surprised you haven't asked your boyfriend to tutor you since he's somewhat good at potions."

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