You Promise? | Drarry |

Chapter 80

Harry and Draco were sitting in the middle of Harry's living room, paint and smooth stones scattered around them. 

Harry leaned up against his armchair, Charles sitting on the armchair and he was painting half of a stone a dark green color while the other half was a lighter grey color. 

Draco was sitting across from him, painting the background of his stone a pale yellow to start it off. 

There was music playing in the background, one of Harry's painting playlists on to keep him in the mood. 

Minutes turned to hours and by the time they were officially done with painting stones, Harry had finished three while Draco had completed two. 

Harry had painted the fallen log in the forest in one, a wonderful reminder for the two of them. The second one was of Charles and the third was of a ladybug. 

Draco's stones had flowers on them, explaining to Harry how he was going to give the one with the pink daffodil on it to his mother and keep the purple lilacs for himself. 

Harry sat there and continued to finish up his paintings with more details while Draco stood to get water for the two of them.

"Do you want anything specific for dinner?" He asked, grabbing two cups and pouring water into them from the water jug.

Harry took a few seconds to respond, painting small lines and dots on one of the rocks to resemble rain drops.

"I was thinking we could order something today?" He said and looked over at Draco who was walking back with the waters.

"Anything in particular?" Draco asked and sat down next to Harry once again, taking a sip of his water.

Harry took the water Draco handed to him, taking a large gulp before answering, "Pizza sounds nice."

Draco nodded in response, pulling out his phone to search for pizza places, "Do you know any good spots?"

"We usually order from Pizzeria Delfina." Harry answered, setting his drone down and leaning closer to Draco.

Draco moved his phone forward so the two of them could look together. Harry rested his head against his boyfriend's shoulder, watching him scroll on his phone until the place popped up.

"Any type is fine, all of them are good." Harry said before Draco could ask.

Harry went back to his rocks, picking them up and standing up to place them on the kitchen counter. 

Draco looked over at him with a quiet scoff of amusement, focusing back on the pizza and picking out a medium pizza of half pepperoni half margaretha. 

He placed the order and stood up as well, grabbing his stones to put next to Harry's. 

Harry was humming the tune of the song that was playing while bopping his head side to side, arranging his rocks in a row he liked. 

Draco set his to the side, his arm sliding around Harry's waist smoothly and pulling him close to his side.

"Did you enjoy getting freed from your prison?" He asked as a joke, earning an elbow to the side from Harry.

"Yes." Harry said, arranging the stones so they were all facing the same way.

"Going out for a walk isn't horrible very once and a while." He added and gave Draco a look.

Draco raised his eyebrows in defence and leaned his side against the counter, his hands on Harry's waist.

"I never said it wasn't." He stated simply, "I just don't believe it's the best idea that you go out in the rain while being ill."