Draw The Line

Epilogue

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Harry woke up to the sound of his alarm blaring next to his bed. He could hear Draco groaning about the sound a second later as he reached over to turn it off.

"You should set a different sound for that thing," Draco groaned and Harry chuckled, snaking his arm around Draco's stomach and pulling him towards himself.

"Mmmm, yeah eventually," Harry responded. This was their usual routine; Harry would turn off the alarm, Draco would complain about the sound, then Harry would cuddle up next to Draco in bed for another ten minutes.

Harry pressed light kisses down the back side of Draco's neck and Draco let out a content sigh scooting further back into Harry's embrace, "You don't have plans tonight right?" Harry asked between kisses.

"No, not yet," Draco said sleepily, closing his eyes.

"Good, I want to take you out to dinner tonight."

"Okay," Draco murmured.

"Don't fall back asleep, you have lunch plans with Pansy remember?"

"'M awake," Draco said and Harry laughed.

"Come on, time to get up. You've gotta get dressed," Harry said, pressing his lips to Draco's once before sitting up.

"M'kay," Draco said, following Harry out of bed to shrug on some pants. Recently he'd started making sure to put on clothes when he wakes up because Pansy had a bad habit of coming through their floo unannounced and a couple times she'd caught them both quite spare of clothes.

Harry threw on his own pants and a sweatshirt before leading the way down to the kitchen to get started on breakfast. Harry always made the breakfast since the last time Draco tried he almost caught the entire kitchen on fire.

Today's breakfast was Draco's favorite: pancakes with bacon and eggs.

"What did you do?" Draco asks when Harry sets down their plates on the table.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, sitting down across from Draco.

"You only make this much food when you're buttering me up to tell me bad news, so out with it."

Harry let out a laugh, "Can't I just do something nice for you?"

"No, you seem incapable of it."

"Ha. Ha. Nothing's wrong, so just enjoy the meal," Harry laughed. Draco shot him a skeptical look but ate the food anyway.

Pansy came when they were cleaning up breakfast. "Are you both decent?" Pansy called from the living room.

"If you were worried about coming in on us naked then you'd give us a heads up before you show," Draco grumbled as Pansy walked into the kitchen.

"I did give you a heads up. I told you I was coming to pick you up for lunch a week ago."

"Yeah, but you're two hours early."

"I was bored," Pansy said with a shrug as she helped herself to a leftover pancake. "This looks like a fancy breakfast. Special occasion?" Pansy said with a wink at Harry.

Harry blushed, "I just thought it'd be a nice breakfast."

"Mhmm," Pansy said and turned to appraise Draco's outfit of sweatpants, "Is that what you're wearing to lunch?"