Drarry One-Shots

A Second Chance At Love Pt3

 Draco entered his room sighing, exhausted and a mess from a day of nonstop mishaps, if something could go wrong it did. It had all started that morning with Astoria bursting into his bedroom without warning, interrupting his... private intimate time with Harry, thankfully, she didn't see either of them naked. Then after Harry had left for work, his mother had asked him to clean out one of their spare rooms for the nursery while she took Astoria shopping for the baby. With painstaking effort, he managed to finish the task at hand hurting himself five different times in the process. To top off an already disastrous day, he had been caught in the pouring rain while running errands in Hogsmeade drenching him through to the bone.

 He was tired, soaked, and freezing, he shivered, his clothes clinging to his skin, he was so cold he felt like his limbs were encased in ice, and a chill had settled deep into his bones. He knew he was going to get sick, thank, Merlin, he was a potions master and could make something if he did get sick. All he wanted right now was a steaming hot shower to remove all traces of the frigid cold air outside and to change into dry clothes before Harry came home. He quickly shed his wet clothes and wrapped himself in an old bathrobe before he went into the bathroom. He carefully shut and locked the door behind him, he turned on the taps, letting the water warm up before he got in. It took a few minutes for the steaming heat to fill the room before he finally undid the belt of his robe and shrugged it off letting it drop to the floor and stepped into the shower.

 As he washed himself, letting the water warm and relax him, he thought about Harry and how different their relationship was now compared to before. Their relationship had been drastically different since they got back together six months ago, Harry was a completely different person, he didn't care what anyone thought or said about their relationship. Draco no longer feared being hurt by Harry again; their bond was deeper and stronger than ever. But life was still difficult for them with Astoria—six months pregnant with Draco's child, living at the manor. She was relentless in trying to come between him and Harry, but despite her best efforts, it didn't work. He had told Astoria time and time again that he wasn't leaving Harry for her but said he'd help her raise their child. Having Harry living at the manor with him made it slightly easier for Draco to handle her constant harassment, but even that wasn't enough to stop her. As he lathered up his hair, he allowed himself a few moments of peace knowing that no matter what happened, he and Harry would be alright.

 He had just finished washing his hair and was in the middle of a daydream when he felt warm hands lightly move across his back. His breath caught in his chest before the person began kissing his exposed skin. He froze but then relaxed thinking it was Harry, they placed a soft kiss on Draco's neck and he smiled. He sighed contentedly before he spoke.

 "Mm, Har, you're home."

 "Wrong person, love." Astoria whispered in his ear, causing Draco to freeze.

 "Astoria?" Draco said angrily as he turned off the water and quickly got out.

 He let out a deep sigh and kept his back to her as he grabbed his robe and put it back on without drying off first. Refusing to look at her he grabbed a towel from the counter and loosely held it out towards her, his eyes on the floor. His voice was cold and clipped when he spoke, anger dripping off of every syllable.

 "Dammit, Astoria, I told you to stop doing things like this." Draco said upset as she took the towel from him. "How many more times am I going to have to say it? How many different damn ways can I? You need to stop, this is too damn much." He added before he left the bathroom and returned to his room, she followed.

 "Draco, we belong together, Harry doesn't..."

 "Don't finish that sentence!" He said furious as he turned to look at her and realized that she was still naked. "Dammit, Astoria, would cover yourself, please." He demanded as he turned his back to her again and rubbed his forehead feeling a stress headache coming on.