This is Me

Chapter Eight

The next morning, Harry woke to the sun shining right on his face. With a groan, he turned over and slowly opened his eyes; a sleeping Draco snoring quietly next to him. In slumber, one wouldn't know that he was a former Slytherin and Death Eater. Harry smiled at the sight.

He kissed Draco on the forehead and got up, heading over to the wardrobe and getting his uniform and robes.

As Harry pulled off his pajamas and changed into his uniform, Draco started to wake up.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked around the room, his eyes landing on a half-dressed Harry who was pulling on his pants.

After he finished getting ready, Harry looked in the mirror on the inside if the wardrobe to see how he looked. 

As he was double-checking his outfit and hair, he noticed Draco smiling at him in the mirror and nearly jumped five feet in the air.

"What the hell, Draco?!" Harry said, turning around to face his lover. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Well, good morning to you too, Love." Draco said with a smile. "Sorry for giving you a bit of a fright. I didn't mean to."

"It's alright." Harry assured him after he had calmed down a little. "How long have you been up?"

"Long enough to watch your sexy ass get dressed." He said with a self-satisfied smirk."

Harry sighed deeply. "Why are you like this in the morning?"

"I don't know, Potter." Draco teased. "You tell me."

"Whatever." Harry replied, still needing to wake up a little more. "Just get dressed so we can go to breakfast."

"Alright, alright." Draco said, getting up and walking over to the wardrobe. "Who would have thought that The Boy Who Lived needed coffee to wake himself up in the morning?"

"Oh shut it, Malfoy." Harry glared, clearly not in the mood for this.

Draco simply smiled at him and started to get ready for the day.