forty-nine | drive

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absolutely shitting myself for school going to kms its too soon 


~no pov

Draco knew it was an awful idea, depending on someone to feel okay. To depend on a boy to be okay with eating. But he let it happen.

He let himself fall for Harry Potter over and over again, because there was so much to fall for. The brunet made him feel okay, and in turn he made the boy feel okay too.

He was so far gone.

Harry was his boyfriend. And he fucking loved it. He would wear his boyfriend's name on his tongue like a gold medal.

The world had nothing on Draco Malfoy. Not anymore. He finally had everything he ever wanted: someone he loved who loved him back.

"Hey boyfriend." He grinned, wrapping an arm around the brunet.

"Hey boyfriend."

The two laid down on the grass, Harry's head on Draco's chest, as always. It was normal for them, but it felt so much more intimate now.

Draco was blinded with euphoria right now. He knew it would fade away soon, because nothing lasts forever, but he soaked it in for the moment.

He was picked up from the hospital by his father, who berated him for his alcoholism and how the Malfoy name shouldn't be tarnished. The entire car ride, Draco was silent, smiling about his boyfriend.

He was greeted by his mother, who had a large bruise on her face and was limping on what seemed to be a sprained ankle, and Draco paid no mind. He didn't ignore it out of anger, no. He ignored it because he couldn't care about anything other than Harry right then.

"I would like to take you on a proper date tomorrow. Or today, if we're being technical."

"Oh really?" Harry smiled. "What did you have in mind?"

"It's a surprise."

"If it's getting high or drunk, we're breaking up."

Draco feigned disappointment. "Damn it, my entire plan is down the drain now."

Harry gently slapped the boy beneath him.

"I'm only joking, love. I was thinking a candlelit dinner-"

"Nope."

"Thank god." Draco was genuinely relieved. "I didn't want some corny shit for our first date. I'm actually thinking of borrowing my chauffeur's car and taking us on a late night drive."

"You can drive?"

"Yeah. I got my chauffeur to teach me a while back. We own private properties, so there were areas where I could practice unmonitored." Draco explained. "I have got the license that allows you to learn at sixteen, but I was thinking of using my fake if we got in trouble."

"What if you get arrested?"

"It's worth it for you. Not trying to sound like a snob, but my father could get me out of it. He hates the idea of the Malfoy name being tainted, so he'd pay for it to be silenced or pay for me to get out of trouble at all."

"World's fucked. You can pay your way out of anything."

Draco hummed in response. "It's handy sometimes."

"Indeed."

"So, drive thru and then driving anywhere and everywhere? You can pick where we eat."

"I'm so glad I chose to listen to you in the locker room last year."

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