Mine {Drarry}

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- 2 Months Later -

"Potter, why do I always have to meet you in your office? I feel like I'm being punished. Why can't we meet at your home after school? Or why can't you meet at mine?"

"You know I have to stay on school grounds during the year. We discussed it the last time you were here, yesterday." Harry smirked up at Draco playfully from behind his desk. "Now, would you like me to punish you?" Draco blushed and sat in his usual seat across from Harry.

"Counterproductive. I'm here to work..."

"Fine. Where's Scorpius?" Harry asked. This was the first time they had been alone in his office during one of these meetings. They sat and talked mostly trying to get to a level that screamed they were close enough for Draco to know all of Harry's odd happenings.

"It's Tuesday, Harry." He said exasperated as if that explained it all.

"Yeah, and?"

"Blaise does lessons on Tuesdays. I came by early enough so they have just really started. I usually come by later on Tuesdays because I'm never sure if I can leave those two alone for too long. Its on our schedule, Harry!" The brunette had the nerve to blush.

"Sorry." He said smiling small and lopsided. "I hadn't realized how early it was in the afternoon. I didn't have a class last period there was double period potions or something."

"'S'alright."

"So what have you decided? What made you have to come by so early?"

"I was thinking we could separate each of your years at Hogwarts into a different book since you mentioned you didn't want to publish anything before that."

"Yeah. I didn't know I was a wizard until I came here, so I don't really think anything before that is anyone's business. I guess we could discuss it briefly, but I don't think it's necessarily 'important'." He put air quotes around the word.

"Well that's fine I guess. I just wanted to make sure you were fine with- wait. You didn't know you were a wizard before coming to Hogwarts? That's impossible. I saw you in Madam Malkins getting fitted for robes."

"Not exactly when I came to Hogwarts, Draco, but when I was eleven my magic was going off the wall. I released snake at the zoo...and I started getting letters and- it's all a bit barmy. I guess those parts could go in there as well."

"Sure. Just a bit barmy." Draco rolled his eyes as Harry smiled at him.

"And you're going to be writing about yourself quite a lot. I'm sure you're fine with that though, right?" He blushed a little at what he may have to admit.

"Harry, we barely talked unless we were throwing hexes. I bet I won't be on more than 3 pages between you attempting to sing praises to yourself and your entourage doing it for you." Another eye roll and this time he had to reach a hand up and sweep his hair back out of his face.

"Then you're going to love sixth year." Harry didn't realize what he had said until after the words were out. Draco visibly tensed, but still tried to continue with control.

"Yeah, I'm sure I will..."

"I didn't mean it that way. You're just more prominent in my memories in sixth year." Harry blushed, but Draco merely nodded and continued taking notes while avoiding Harry's gaze.