Son of a Snake (Drarry)

"You're one oblivious bloke" (12)

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"Ow" groaned Draco
Harry had rolled over him and was now resting, all his weight, on Draco's very full bladder. But Draco didn't want to startle Harry awake so he tried to stay quiet, which, mind you, was hard. He did make the occasional groan and sigh which, considering the blonds whining history, were quite loud.
How Harry managed to sleep through such noises bewildered Draco.
Finally he gave in, his bathroom needs crushing his will to let Harry sleep.

"Harry" he whispered, the boy barely stirred, "Harry" he said again, louder, still he slept, "HARRRRY" he whined.
"What Draco?! What could possibly be so important as to deprive me off my beauty sleep!" Harry woke with a start.
"but you are already gorgeous darling!Now get up." Draco groaned.
"Why"
"Because if you don't I'll piss on you"
Harry quickly rolled away "yes, fine I can see that as being reason enough."

"Shame" hissed Azura "that would have been a rather hilarious sight"
"Azura why don't you go catch breakfast" Harry glowered.
"Fine, you don't deserve to be graced by my presents anyways" she slithered by him proudly.

Draco scrambled towards the bathroom as quick as he could. He was not a child, he would not piss himself.

He returned and Harry had already gotten dressed. "That was quick" he said.
"No" said Harry "you just took a long time"
That made them both laugh.
"What" whined the blond "I've been waiting to do that for the past hour, but I didn't want to wake poor sleeping beauty."
"And I thank you for that" Harry said pointedly.

Harry waited for Draco to dress, not bothering to leave the room. He let himself watch Draco, taking in the blonds curves and practically devouring him with his eyes. Draco however, did not seem to mind. In fact he was loving the attention and was eating it all up. Sometimes he'd even stop at moments he knew Harrys gaze would linger.

"Dray" Harry cleared his throat "if you don't stop I'm going to make us late for class"
"You decided to stay, I am simply rewarding your decision, and plus I have no idea what you are talking about" he batted his eyelashes innocently. "Draco" Harry said seriously "the posing"
Draco merely smiled, slipping his cloak around his shoulders and walking past Harry and out the door.

All Harry could do was focus on his arse.
"Damn it Malfoy" he mumbled, following his boyfriend out the door. He smiled to himself, 'boyfriend'  Harry thought happily 'how did I ever think myself straighter boiled spaghetti?' He chuckled.

Harry sped up, catching up to Draco and following him down for breakfast. They clasped their hands around each others and squeezed them tight. No matter the future, at least they'd have each other.

They marched in through the double doors hand in hand, down the great hall towards the 8th years table. Harry could already hear the whispers starting and gave his best Snape-like glare  he could muster to anyone who made a peep. Seeing him, they backed off... for now.

Unfortunately, there was one red head who seemed harder to tame, Ginny was staring them down with a murderous glare. Harry felt a sense of unease wash over him, gulping, he tried to brush it off as they approached their friends.

The 8th years seemed entirely unbothered, perhaps they had already suspected such things happening, or perhaps they were simply wiser than to judge.

"Lovely for you to finally join us for breakfast" Neville smirked, obviously having his suspicions as to why they never usually did before.

"Lovely to be here!" Draco grinned, entirely oblivious as to the remark that was made and simply happy to be apart of something.

They all dug into the food and talked amiably.