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"Harry, are you feeling alright, mate?" Ron asked his friend. Harry's eyes looked dropped and red.
"Yeah I'm fine-" Harry had a small coughing fit, apologising afterwards.
"Harry, you're not well. You should go home-"
"Nooo, don't send me home, Draco's there and he cares too much when I'm sick." Harry whined.
"Harry, you need to go home. You'll get even worse if you don't go." Hermione said, in her 'Know-It-All' tone.
Harry groaned and reluctantly left for home.
"Hey, 'Mione, should you call Malfoy and tell him that Harry's sick?" Ron said as Harry left their apartment.
"Good idea." Hermione walked over to the fireplace and Floo called Draco.
"Granger? Whats wrong?" Draco asked.
"Harry's sick so I've sent him home. He said that you cared too much when he was sick, so he was a bit reluctant." Hermione sighed.
"Okay. Thanks." Draco hung up and grabbed his jacket, and left out the door of his and Harry's apartment.
Harry was walking down the road to his apartment, when someone grabbed him around the waist, lifting him up.
"Ahh!! Let me go!!" Harry cried in a hoarse voice.
"Granger was right. Come on, home now." Draco said, holding Harry bridal style.
"Draco, put me down..." Harry whined. Draco ignored it, and continued to carry Harry to their apartment.
Draco kicked the door open and walked in. He set Harry down and threw a blanket at him.
"Bed." Draco ordered, shutting the door and walking into the kitchen. Harry wrapped himself up in the blanket and followed Draco.
"Harry." Draco warned. Harry sighed, walking into the spare bedroom so he wouldn't get Draco sick. Draco brought him a hot coffee and said he was going shopping. Harry nodded and drank some of his coffee. Once he heard the door shut, he decided to go watch tv. He trudged into the living room and sat on the couch and turned the tv.
"Oooh, Steven Universe is on."
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Draco opened the door, arms full of groceries. He couldn't see Harry, thank god, Harry thought, and made his was into the kitchen and put everything away. He sighed, and made his way into the living room.
"Why is the tv runnin-" Harry quickly pulled the blanket over his head, attempting to hide from Draco.
"Harry, go to bed." Draco said.
"But I want cuddles." Harry mumbled. Draco sighed.
If there was one thing he couldn't resist, that was cuddles with Harry.
"Fine." Draco lifted Harry, who snuggled into his chest, and carried him into their bedroom. He set Harry down, kicked off his shoes, and lay next to Harry to cuddle him.
The blonde wrapped his arms around Harry, like he was protecting him, while Harry was curled in a ball against Draco's chest.
Draco leaned down and kissed the messy black haired man, only to hear faint snoring. He chuckled, shut his own eyes and fell asleep cuddling his boyfriend.
Who cares if he gets sick himself, it means more cuddles with Harry.
