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Confundus

hey y'allll so this was originally based on this meme that i can't find but this was the gist

Draco: I'm so proud of Harry, he got so drunk last night that he forgot who I was.
Pansy: Why does that make you proud??
Draco: Because when I tried to take his shirt off, he said 'stop! I have a boyfriend!'

so it ended up not really being like that meme at all bc i changed it a lot LMAO but that was part of the idea
love u all, hope u enjoy :)

- Harry is married to Draco and gets hit by a spell that makes him delirious for the night, and Draco has to deal with/take care of him - 

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Draco stepped out of the shower, wrapping himself in a towel. It was late, but he was hoping that Harry would get home before he went to bed, so he was stalling a bit. Draco's husband, Harry, worked as an auror and often had unpredictable late nights. As Draco finished pulling on his clothes, he heard the crack of an apparation in the other room. He finished dressing himself and hurried out of the bathroom towards the noise. Slightly to his surprise, Harry wasn't alone. Ron was there, and Harry's arm was slung over his shoulders for support. Harry was slumped against the man and he looked spaced out. Ron spotted Draco and grimaced.

"Hey Draco, a little help here?" He asked, glancing at Harry. Draco dashed over to Harry, putting his arms around the shorter boy's torso and supporting his weight.

"What happened?" He asked nervously, gently rubbing Harry's back.

"We were battling some guys and they hit him with what seems like a long term confundus charm-esque spell. Basically it made him all delirious. He got checked out and they said it'll wear off by morning." Ron explained. Draco nodded and smiled weakly. Sometimes he hated that Harry had such a dangerous job. He had already worried enough during his battles with the dark lord himself. At least he wasn't seriously hurt this time, thank god. Draco said goodnight to Ron who then apparated away. Harry hadn't spoken since he arrived, seemingly in a haze. Draco led him over to their bedroom so he could get Harry changed for bed. He sat Harry down on the edge of their bed and rummaged through their drawers of pajamas. Harry stared at Draco in bewilderment. He took off Harry's coat and reached to pull off Harry's shirt but, Harry pushed his hands away.

"Stop! I'm married" He exclaimed, trailing off wearily. Draco bit back a laugh.

"Yes you are. To me." Draco said with a slight laugh. If Weasley was wrong about this wearing off by morning, there would be hell to pay. Harry thought this over for a second. 

"Oh... okay..." He agreed sleepily. 

"Dummy." Draco said fondly, turning to find pants in the drawer. He knew that Harry wasn't being himself right now, but it was still in his nature to mildly make fun of his husband. Harry's eyes watered and he frowned at his lap. Draco turned back around and was surprised to see tears rolling down Harry's face. He dropped the clothes in his hands and rushed to the crying man, cupping his face.

"What's wrong, love?" He asked, thumbing away the tears.

"You think I'm dumb." Harry wept. Draco nearly snorted with laughter. He didn't think it was funny that Harry was upset, but 'confunded' Harry was a bit amusing.

"No, of course I don't. I was only joking." Draco reassured, pressing a kiss to Harry's forehead. Harry looked up at Draco with watering eyes and sniffed. Draco sighed, feeling a bit guilty. "Oh, Harry." He said, pulling the man into his arms. Harry stopped crying after a short minute, sniffing and collecting himself. Well, as much as he could. He then allowed Draco to take off his clothes to change him. Once he was in clean clothes, Draco readied to get into bed. Harry slid to the floor, back resting against the bed. Draco groaned. "What are you doing?" He asked, looking down at Harry. Harry blinked hard.

"Who are you again?" He asked, voice slurred. Draco chuckled a bit.

"Your husband Draco, darling." He replied with a sigh. He lifted Harry off the floor and into the bed. He tugged the blankets over them both and held Harry close. "I love you." He murmured, eyes drooping shut.

"Why?" Harry inquired. Draco laughed adoringly.

"Never mind. Just go to sleep." He responded, kissing Harry's head. The two fell asleep, Harry wrapped in Draco's arms.

Harry awoke the next morning with a throbbing headache. He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing that he was in his bedroom. He couldn't remember what had happened last night after having fought some people with Ron. He felt arms around him and a warmth pressed to his back. Harry turned around to look at Draco, smiling at the sleeping man.

"Drayy" He whispered, brushing the hair from Draco's face. Draco didn't move. Harry shook him lightly. "Dray, wake up" He whined. Draco grunted and turned around. Harry poked his shoulder impatiently. "Please?" Draco reluctantly turned back around and opened his eyes to see Harry.

"Mm. It's too early." He complained, burying his face in Harry's chest. 

"I know, but do you mind explaining how I even got here? I can't remember last night." Harry asked. Draco recalled last nights events and sat up.

"When you were at work you got hit with a spell that made you act loopy all evening." Draco disclosed. "You were acting like a big baby." He added with a laugh. Harry snorted.

"Oh yeah? And what was I doing?" He said skeptically.

"You started crying because I called you a dummy." Draco said smugly. "And you forgot who I was." Harry laughed and hid his face in his hands.

"Okay, fair. You're right." 

"Also, you didn't say you loved me back last night." Draco said with pouting eyes. 

"Well, I love you." Harry assured, leaning up to kiss Draco. The blonde sighed contently.

"Really though, are you okay? Do you feel alright?" He asked, running his hand through Harry's mess of hair. 

"My head hurts pretty bad." Harry admitted with a yawn. Draco kissed the top of his head.

"I'll go get you a headache tonic." He offered, and Harry hummed gratefully. "Does this mean you get to lay in bed all day and have me take care of you?" Draco teased.

"Your words, not mine." Harry replied with a smirk. Draco rolled his eyes and kissed Harry's forehead.

"I'm okay with that." He agreed, pulling Harry close before he would get up to get the tonic. In Harry's opinion, one of the perks of having a dangerous job was the R&R with his husband that it entailed.

this one was kinda stupid but i'm not entirely displeased with it LMAO
love u all vv much, have a wonderful day or night <3333