Stories with Draco, Harry, and some Fred :)
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• Draco x Fem!Reader • Summary: One morning when Reader wakes up she discovers that Draco made her tea, forming a small kind action he can do every day. • Warnings: Nothing I'm aware of? • Note: I think it's cute :)
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The sun's rays beamed on her skin exposed, and the girl couldn't help but hum softly in contentment, rolling on her side to feel more warmth. Orange laid beneath her eyelids as she did so, eyelashes fluttering as consciousness slowly came to her. Her arm subconsciously went to her side, searching for the person who routinely slept beside her, hand only coming in contact with wrinkled sheets. Her eyes fluttered open all the way this time, hands coming up to run the sleep out of them as she slowly sat up, stretching arms overhead as her lips open wide in a yawn. Her body exposed itself to the chilly air as she took off the duvet, feet touching the cold carpet that lay beneath. She automatically started searching for her love, legs tiredly moving around taking her to her assumed destination that she thought he would be. She ended up being correct, his broad back to her and the back of his messed up pale hair strands going to and fro in the air. She slowly walked over, hands reaching out to him desperate for his soft skin. He was wearing a t-shirt, so her hands easily made their way underneath it, fingers caressing the skin on his waist. His body recoiled at the sudden touch but the light kiss to his shoulder gave him the sign it was only her. (She had to stand on her toes to reach of course.) "You usually sleep in." He stated plainly instead of saying a proper greeting, eyes fixed outside of the window above the sink, watching as the world woke up for another day. She smiled against his back bone, running her fingers over his lower stomach. "Well I woke up and you were gone." She answered simply, going on her toes again to place her chin on top of his shoulder. Her response seemed to silence him for a moment, his eyes fixed on outside still as his teeth gently bit his lip in deep thought. He eventually cleared his throat softly, tilting his head to lay it on top of hers. The action was small, but it filled a big place in her heart. He did it only for a moment, and known him he didn't like showing affection for too long, but the fact that he took time to do so let her know he at least showed some of his love and that right there was better than nothing. His fingers went in front of him and he scooted over a small tea cup, steaming liquid inside as the bag inside swayed from the action. Her eyes lit up, lips pulling back into a small smile as she knew what it was. She got out from behind him and placed her fingers in the ceramic cup, picking it up from the plate it was on and to her lips, sipping the warm tea as she tasted a hint of sugar sweet. Her smile got wider, knowing he made it just the way she liked it. She couldn't help but notice the anxious look in his eye as he watched her, deep down desperate to know if he made it wrong. She made her smile warmer than it already was, putting the cup down and wrapped her arms around his neck. He inhaled at the boldness of affection, not quite expecting it. "It's made perfectly, Draco. Thank you." She assured quietly, stroking the hairs on the back of his neck. He didn't say anything, eyes instead searching hers for any sign of a lie, but didn't end up finding any. She was being one hundred percent sincere, proving it with just a simple look. He nodded because he didn't know how to respond, not used to being recognized for a kind action for once. He's never done them, that's for a fact, and when he met a lover he wanted nothing more than to not be a snob, although that's what he was raised as and sometimes he couldn't help but show that side of him, but therefore that's what showed her she was trying. And she loved him for that. He was trying. For her. The baby step effort was there and she couldn't be more grateful for the hard work he's done; it's hard changing yourself from what you've grown up to be and be generous, especially for Draco.
