Drarry One-Shots

Partners In Love Pt2

 Harry stood staring out of the window of their hotel room and sighed sadly, it's been an hour since his fight with Draco over that prat Kennick and he hasn't seen or spoken to him since it happened. Honestly, he felt like a complete sod for accusing Draco of flirting, which of course, Malfoy denies doing. They were only mates, dammit, mates and nothing more...so why does the thought of Draco being with Kennick make his stomach nauseous? Maybe he reacted this way because he was overprotective of Draco after all of the shit he's been through his entire life thanks to that arsehole Lucius? Or maybe, it was something else entirely, something he refused to think about? His thoughts were interrupted by the door to the bedroom area opening, he turned around and saw Draco standing there with his bags. He felt horrible and wanted to say something, but before he could Draco spoke.

 "It's time to go." Draco said quietly, unable to look Harry in the eyes.

 "Draco, I..."

 "Look, Potter, we have a job to do, so let's just do it, alright?" Draco said sighing, cutting him off, as he began walking to the door.

 "Draco, please, I'm just trying to..."

 This time, Harry was cut off by someone knocking on the door to their room. Confused, both men looked at each other before they answered it together, their wands hidden behind their backs. Harry nodded at Draco, he opened the door and they saw Kennick standing there alone, both men gripped their wands tighter.

 "Hey, Draco, Harvey." Kennick greeted them smiling, his eyes never leaving Draco for a second.

 "It's Harry." Harry corrected him bitterly, gripping his wand so tight his knuckles were white.

 "Right, whatever, buddy." Kennick said dismissively.

 "What are you doing here? I thought we were meeting you on the beach. And how did you know what room we were in?" Draco asked confused.

 "We were but I thought you could use some help with your bags." Kennick replied, still smiling.

 "Thanks, but no thanks, mate." Harry said bitterly as they put their wands away in their back pockets, hidden by their shirts. "I can handle the bags just fine by myself." He added as he grabbed his bags and Draco's.

 "You sure you're okay, man?" Kennick asked, smiling, trying not to laugh as Harry struggled to hold all the bags.

 "I said I got it, mate." Harry replied annoyed.

 "Alright, alright, you got them." Kennick said laughing as he held his hands up in surrender.

 "You never did say how you found out which room we were in." Draco said changing the subject.

 "I just asked the front desk which room the gorgeous, blond, blue-eyed, English man was staying in and here I' am."

 "Yeah, here you are." Harry mumbled bitterly under his breath as he smiled.

 "Seems rather strange that they'd just give some random bloke our room number." Draco said unsure. "Did you use magic on muggles?" He asked concerned.

 "No, nothing like that, I swear." Kennick replied. "I have a friend who works here, and he gave it to me."

 "You get your mate to do this for you often?" Draco questioned.

 "Only if I really like the person." Kennick answered smiling.

 "Shouldn't we be going now?" Harry asked, annoyed.

 "Yep, let's go, I promise you're going to love the resort, it's very exclusive."

 The three men left the room and walked down the hall, they then got onto the elevator, Harry stayed close to Draco and listened to that prat Kennick flirt openly and unashamedly with Draco. After arriving at the lobby, they got off the elevator and Draco checked them out of the hotel before they left the hotel. As they walked to the pickup spot, Harry struggled with the bags, Draco walked with him and spoke quietly.