1000 Days of Harry Potter

Day 993

Flash Forward

"You do this, you know," Harry says, passing a glass of wine over to Draco. "You think you don't deserve to be happy, so you sabotage yourself."

"Don't," Draco accepts the offering, taking a huge gulp. "I don't do that."

"Yes, you do! I've watched you do it over and over. With Marc, and David, Merlin, I liked David and you never even told me what happened with him, and now, with Paul—"

"Yeah, well, David had the intellect of a goldfish, no wonder you got on so well."

Harry just laughs and takes a drink from his own glass, laying back on the sofa and sliding down against the arm, unceremoniously shoving his feet under Draco's thigh. The insults don't even faze him anymore.

"Alright, what happened this time? I thought you were happy with Paul. He was nice, and Teddy liked him, even though I know it didn't seem like it the other day... He told me he liked that Paul made you smile."

Meddling kid. Draco scowls. Harry may not see through Teddy's attempt to make him jealous, but Draco isn't quite so naïve.

"I don't know," Draco runs a hand over Harry's calf, over the fabric of his trousers, avoiding the question. "How are things with...was it Carrie?"

"Carla," Harry shrugs. "Broke it off last week."

"Why?"

"Tell me what happened with Paul."

"I just...It's not what you think. I didn't sabotage my happiness with him, Harry. I just...I wasn't happy. I guess I just want...something else."

Someone else.

Harry's eyes go soft and understanding. "I'm sorry."

Draco shrugs and takes another sip. "It's alright. So, do you think the Arrows have a chance against Puddlemere United next week?"

"I doubt it. You want to go? I'm sure Oliver could get me a couple tickets last minute if I asked."

Draco does roll his eyes this time. "Yeah, because he's been pining for you for the last two years."

"He has not. He's dating one of his teammates now. You know, it's okay to be on friendly terms with your exes, Draco."

"You would know," Draco teases back. "Since you never seem to get rid of any of yours."

"Oh, sod off," Harry laughs.

His smile is incredibly bright as he glances over and Draco's heart leaps at the sight of it—green eyes sparkling at him behind his glasses as he lifts his goblet to his lips again, and Draco is so in love with him it physically hurts.