Saturday rolled around, and Harry greeted George with a sad smile. He had found a job at the ministry, in magical law enforcement, but it wasn't as exciting as he had hoped. "What can I help with?" Harry asked.
"I need you to clean up some sick from a wonky puking pastille. It's just over there."
"Does that happen a lot now?" Draco strode into George's joke shop. "Potter, I don't think you'll be able to handle that stench on your own. Want some help?"
"Whatever, Malfoy."
"Excellent." He summoned a second mop next to the one Harry had already grabbed, and began swiping the floor.
"Malfoy. Malfoy!" Draco stopped and looked at Harry.
"What?"
"You have to wet it first."
"Of course. I knew that. Do you doubt my intelligence, Potter? Agumenti." Draco shot his wand at the mop, which dampened with water. "There." Harry stifled a laugh. "What's that Potter? Was that a laugh?"
"No."
"I think it was."
"Maybe it was."
YOU ARE READING
Drarry: Starting Over
FanfictionRequested by @Jolierose06 . A month after the Battle of Hogwarts, peace is hard to come by for Draco. Harry spends all his time with George in the shop. One day, they will meet. Fluff/Angst, NO smut
