Drarry into the omegaverse

fifteen

Harry stared at his husband. "Did you do something different with your hair?" He asked
Draco crossed his arms
"That outfit looks good on you"
Draco watched the alpha struggle to discern what was different about him.
"Something's different with you"
"I'm 10 years younger," Draco said flatly
"Why?" Harry looked at the omega, finally noticing the omega's younger appearance
"I noticed a grey hair so I brewed a de-aging potion but it made me 10 years younger not 5"
"Draco, you're 25, you're not old enough to have grey hairs."
"Stress can lead to early greying! And it's very stressful to have Harry freaking Potter as my husband"
"You can make a reaging potion right?"
"Yes but it'll take time"
"We have time, so what's the problem?"
Draco crossed his arms and looked at his husband
"Dray, just tell me"
"We have reservations for tonight. Do you know what the daily prophet will say if you're seen on a date with a 15-year-old"
"Draco you're my husband it doesn't matter what you look like, and I'm sure they'll recognize that it's you"
Draco shook his head. "Honestly, are you really that dense? Harry, it doesn't matter if they recognize it's me, they're going to post the headline that will sell best. They don't care about accuracy, you of all people should know that"
"Yeah but you're still my husband, and even if you look 15 you're still 25, I don't care what the papers say"
Harry thought for a bit before pulling out his phone
"You are not calling Granger about this, I don't need her lecturing me about beauty magic again"
"She's right you know, you don't need beauty magic"
"Now's not the time for flattery, we need to figure out how to make me look 20 instead of 15"
"Draco, what are people going to think when I'm an old man and you're still 20?"
"They're gonna think 'damn how'd he gets such a hot wife' but it doesn't matter because I'm not gonna let you grow old on me"
"Draco you can't stop me from aging"
"Then get used to dating someone younger than you"
"Draco you know age related magic is very complicated and risky"
"I know but I'm not going to have grey hair and wrinkles"
"You'd rather risk being 15 forever, what happens if it sent you back 20 years, or even 15, we can't raise kids together if you're 10"
"Well now I know to be extra careful when measuring how much potion I take" Draco opened the closet and began looking through his closet, grabbing the highest pair of heels the omega owned and picking out an outfit that made him look a bit older.  After a bit of silence Harry spoke again "are we allowed to... Do adult stuff?" He asked "I mean, you are under age"
"My actual age hasn't changed Potter, I'm still 25 I just look fifteen"
"Why do you still call me that? It's your last name too, am I supposed to call you Potter as well?"
"I only call you that when you're being stupid
"Oh, I'm the one being stupid? You're fifteen for Merlin's sake"
"I'm sorry, we can't all be as brave as you are not caring about your appearance"
"Draco, I'm not asking you to stop caring about your appearance, I just want you to stop preforming risky magic to maintain your looks"
"And what of your reckless use of magic with that flying motorbike and whatnot?"
"The flying motorbike is a perfectly safe mode of transportation draco-"
"Shut it Potter, we're going to be late for our reservation, now go change"
"Okay, Pottah" Harry said mocking Draco's posh accent before going upstairs to change. Draco rolled his eyes and stopped Harry, using magic to change his clothes. Harry paused and looked back at Draco "I can change my clothes myself"
"But you were gonna do it the muggle way and that'd take up too much time and we'd miss our reservation" Draco said, stepping into the fireplace.