Sunday morning.
Almost a full weekend gone and practically no sleep. Leave it to the boys to accomplish this task.
As Harry slowly woke, realizing that he fell asleep in the Common Room on the couch, he decided that food would be a good thing before he thought about this Draco situation.
Apparently, though, food and Draco were going to go hand in hand.
Oh joy...
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"Morning, Sunshine."
Harry teased, as he sat down beside Draco.
"I do believe you're in the wrong spot. Are you lost?"
Draco retorted, with a sneer, as he didn't even look up from his plate of food that he had not even touched.
"No. I'm not lost."
Simple words. A simple response. Simple enough to cause Draco's head to snap around to Harry and just stare. No other words were spoken in that moment. They didn't need to be.
Those four simple words, for the time being, got the point across. Harry Potter was not lost, he was right where he belonged and one day the stubborn blonde beside him would get that.
But, in this exact moment, Potter and Malfoy ate their breakfast. After all, the following conversation was not one to have on an empty stomach...
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The Strongest of Connections (Drarry) || #Wattys2016
FanfictionJust read it. You'll enjoy it. I promise. :) ;) <3 **SUMMARY** Just imagine...if you will...Harry and Draco--enemies--yes. However, that wonderful tension building up over all those years, from the very first day of Draco meeting Harry before, pos...
