I stir in my four-poster bed, the same one I've had since I stated at Hogwarts. I can tell that it's morning, but I don't want to get up. I don't want to.
"Harry."
I know it's Ron, he's shaking me and hissing in my ear.
"Harry wake up."
"Ron, stop, I'm sleeping." I groan and turn towards the wall.
Ron sighs.
"Harry, Malfoy's here."
I shoot upright so fast my head spins.
"Bloody hell Harry, calm down. He's waiting outside the common room."
I throw a sweater on over my head and quickly change into the rest of my uniform.
"How many times, Ron? He's just Draco now."
Ron scoffs.
"Yeah, 'just Draco' you saying you haven't given him a pet name yet?"
I punch his arm as we walk down the short flight of stairs to the common room.
"There you are Harry!"
Hermione, Ginny and the twins are sitting in the armchairs by the fire. "We wanted to wait for you before going down to breakfast."
"Thanks Hermione, but I think he's got something else on his mind." Ron smirks and wiggles his eyebrows. They all laugh and I flush pink.
"Shut up Ron, but yes." I say as I walk to the portrait hole.
I swing it open and barely have time to breathe before Draco is hooking a finger around the neck of my shirt and pulling towards him.
"Morning, Potter." He says, his nose inches from my own.
"Morning, Malfoy." I reply and kiss his cheek, ignoring Ron's yells of "hypocrite!" from behind me.
Draco notices and glances over my shoulder.
"Grumpy today?" He asks, gesturing toward Ron.
I look back at my friends seated around the fireplace.
"Nah, he's always like that."
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أدب الهواةA few months ago my friends told me about Drarry fan fiction, I thought is was just not right... of course yesterday I found a Drarry story. I read it. I fell in love. Now I'm writing my own. Sorry if it's stupid I'm not great at writing. Hope you l...
