Do I know you? || Harco story

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Night passed by and Harry ended up staying at the towers. When he woke up the next morning, and found himself spooning the elder Malfoy. Draco had a small smile on his face, his face flushed into Harry's chest while his hands clutched Harry's shirt.

Harry attempted to sit up, only to have Draco whine loudly and push him back down.

"Too early..." He whined.

"Dray, it's already 10 o'clock..." Harry sighed.

"Still too early..." Draco yawned.

Harry chuckled and softly managed to wriggle his way out of the elder's grip. Harry yawned and trudged his way down the stairs. Delia was already awake, stirring what looked like to be an energy drink.

"You're early." Delia noted, taking a sip of her drink.

"Honestly, I thought you'd be sleeping in right now." Harry chuckled.

"Trust me, I get up HOURS before D does. Normally you'd think that the nerd gets up the earliest but in our family, it's the jock that wakes up first." Delia shrugged,

"What can I say, the early bird gets the worm." Harry quoted, making Delia laugh.

"You're a good one. I see why big D sees some potential in you." Delia smirked at Harry.

"Really? Didn't know that." Harry said, grabbing a cup from the cupboards.

"Uh-huh. Dray's been talking 'bout you every second he gets. Honestly, I just feel like it's revenge for us teasing him." Delia replied, tracing the rim of her glass with her pinkie.

"So, what do you do for a living?" Delia asked, taking another large sip from the drink.

"What do you mean?" Harry raised an eyebrow, now filling his cup with water.

"Y'know, what kinda stuff you're into and all that shit. For example, I like sword-fighting and me and Dray run away from monsters and creatures for a living." Delia gave an example, licking away a stripe of juice that went astray.

"So, like what? Does living like a celebrity count?" Harry asked, taking a small sip of the glass.

Delia gave a shrug, "Yeah, I guess. It's the same for our cousin."

"Really? That's cool." Harry mumbled.

Suddenly, something stumbled into the room. Harry and Delia turned their heads to watch Nico stumble and trip his way clumsily towards the sofa. Finally, his face planted onto the soft fabric.

"And the emo rises from the depths of his slumber." Delia sighed dramatically, stirring her cup again, "Tired, I assume?"

"Shut." Nico firmly said, although his words were muffled with the fabric covering his mouth.

It wasn't long after when Leo came trotting into the lounge room, whining that the bed was too cold without Nico and promptly passed out next to Nico, both of them swaddled in a blanket like a burrito.

"Oh, dearie me! Here I am, waking up late and not making breakfast!" Hazel squealed, stumbling into the kitchen as she frantically tied up her hair into a messy bun.

"Hazy, you worry too much." Delia chuckled, watching Hazel fumble around the cabinets, looking for the ingredients to make pancakes.

"We have a guest and it's Draco's boyfriend for Hera's sake!" Hazel softly scolded Delia, waving a hand at Harry.

Harry promptly felt his cheek flush with red. Before he could reply, he heard Leo and Nico grumble from the sofa.

"Hera's a bitch." Both of them whine in sync.