Do I know you? || Harco story

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"Why the fuck do you have a working gun?!" Ron screamed as he scrambled onto the nearby chair which was away from a gun that laid on the ground.

"Well, quite technically, it's centuries old. I'm surprised the bullet still works." Draco picked up the gun and cocked it which made a clicking sound.

Ron began screaming like a chicken.

Draco turned on his heels, eyes wide, "I'm just gonna put this in the storage room..."

Delia flopped on the sofa, kicking her shoes off as she groaned loudly.

"Goddamn, my head is spinning." She mumbled.

Then with incredible timing, Nico kicked a trash can towards Delia as she twisted her body toward the can and practically emptied her stomach. She resurfaced from the trash can.

"Augh, remind me not to buy the out-dated candies..." She grumbled.

Hermione sighed, "I told you the candies in the back row were expired!"

Draco poked his head into the room, "This is Delia we're talking about."

Then in sync, the three elder siblings shook their heads disapprovingly.

"She never listens." The three voices matched up with their timing.

The Golden Trio looked at the elder siblings weirdly.

"You guys robots or something?" Ron blinked.

Nico scoffed, "Yeah, sure we are, let me get my boyfriend to change my gears and oil my brain."

Ron shot him a look.

Nico rolled his eyes.

"It's a joke, you damn arse." He grumbled before disappearing behind the astrology book.

"Neeks, I need help!!" Leo's voice shouted from the basement as loud rattling and whirring could be heard.

Harry had a worried look on his face when he saw pitch black smoke emit from the door that led to the basement, AKA Leo's temporary workshop.

"Should we be concerned right now?" Harry questioned.

Hazel just waved her hand, "It's no biggie. The worst Leo could do is blow the entire world up. Do you mind giving me a hand?"

"I'll help." Hermione assisted Hazel with the spices that were out of her reach.

"Ron, help yourself to the food in the kitchen. It normally takes Hazel a while to cook, so have anything. Except for my strawberries and apples." Draco added the last part quickly before glaring at the red-haired male and disappeared up the stairs.

Not long after, while Ron was stuffing his face with marshmallows, they heard Draco screech.

"FUCKING SHIT!" They heard the blonde male holler.

Harry wasted no time bolting up the stairs and bursting through the door (He was lucky he didn't pull it off it's hinges) to find Draco stuck underneath a pile of boxes.

"Well don't just stand there, dickwad, help me!" Draco attempted to wiggle his way out, swinging his hips left and right, but failed when the boxes did not budge.

Harry managed to haul the boxes off the blonde male as the elder Malfoy sat up with a gasp and coughed.

"God, what did you put in these boxes?" Harry grunted as he pushed the last box away.

The male shrugged, "I dunno, some books. Yeah, I think most of them are books."

Harry raised an eyebrow as Draco stood up and kicked away some empty boxes.

"Augh, I hate unpacking..." The blonde mumbled and picked up a new box and flipped the flaps opened.

"Huh, think my stuff got mixed up with Delia's." He frowned and picked up a set of matching daggers that were in the box.

Harry gave him a look, "Why would Delia need about 30 daggers?"

Draco shrugged, "Reasons."

Draco pulled another box towards him and pulled the flaps open before groaning.

"Nico! I think I found your infinite skull shirt supply!!" The blonde yells and walks out the door.

Harry chuckled to himself and looked around the room. By now, the walls were a complete white colour and all of the furniture was put back where it belonged. Draco was beginning to line the bookshelves with his series of novels and adventure stories. Hooks were placed so that Draco could hang either pictures or his coats.

A little later, Draco shuffled back into the room, his face seemingly turning a pink rosy colour.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, tilting his head as Draco's face planted onto the bed.

"I haven't even lost my virginity yet and I still have to endure Leo and Nico practically sucking each other's dicks every single fucking time..." The blonde groaned.

Harry's eyes widened a little, "How many times does it...?"

"About 3 times a week. 6 or more when they're even clingier..." Draco mumbled miserably.

"Damn." Harry winced.

"Well, do you wanna unpack or something?" He offered.

Draco sat up and fluffed his hair.

"Sure, anything to get my mind off that scene..." He agreed.

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Short chapter today lovelies. And I won't be going online a week later for two weeks, so I don't think you guys will be expecting new chapters.