Draco's point of view
" Harry!" I shout.
" What babe?" He shouts back.
" Where's your jumper? I wanna wear it." I ask. I can hear him sigh from downstairs. I loved stealing his jumpers.
" In my trunk." Harry says.
" Thank you." I say and run back into our room and look in Harry's trunk for his jumper. It's been a couple of days since we've gotten expelled and we're having the best time of our lives. I've been sleeping in and talking to Remus and Sirius a lot about a whole lot of different things. I pull out Harry's jumper and pull it on. It's so warm and soft. Plus it smells like Harry! I race down the stairs and into the living room. I sit on Harry's lap and throw my arms around his neck.
" Hi babe." I say cheerfully. Harry looks at the jumper I was wearing.
" You had to pick my favorite jumper?" He asks me. I cuddle into him.
" Yes. I love you too." I say and Harry sighs.
" You're super weird." Harry says.
" So are you." I reply.
" But I'm not pouty." Harry says.
" And I am?" I ask and Harry stops talking.
" No, you're clingy." He says. I turn myself so that I can look Harry in the eyes. I put my legs around him, my arms around his neck, and I lie my head in his chest.
" Clingy enough for you?" I ask him. He looks at me and smiles.
" The perfect amount of clingyness." Harry says.
" Harry." I say.
" Yes." He replies.
" Hi." I say and Harry looks at me annoyed.
" Not this again." He groans and I laugh.
" Hey Harry, guess what?" I ask him. He sighs.
" What?" He asks me. I smile.
" You have to kiss me." I say in a sign song voice.
" I always kiss you." Harry says. I pout.
" Harry James Potter you give me a kiss right now." I say and he laughs.
" Ok fine. Come here." Harry says and I look up at him. He leans down and kisses me and I kiss back, running my hand through his hair. I'm super spoiled.
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Him
Humor" Are you sure that he's the one you love." Ron asked me. I look back at him for a second before looking at Ron. " Yes. I'm sure." I say and Ron sighs. " Look Harry, mate, I don't think that you should be fancying him." Ron says and I look at him. "...
