another fake/pretend, self-harm from Draco, suicidal
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Cheek Kiss
"Draco."
Everyone in the Great Hall quieted down when Harry Potter sat at the Slytherin table next to his supposed nemesis, Draco Malfoy. "Hello, Harry," he greeted back with a smile.
The black-haired male pecked his cheek sweetly, lingering a little too long for it to be considered platonic between the two of them. Draco beamed, pretending to be happy (not that he genuinely wasn't) when Harry pulled him close. Biting back a smirk, Harry asked, "Missed you." Draco only smirked lightly and leaned against him. "Missed you too, love."
"So, how was your day?"
"It was boring. Classes with you are fun though. I got to watch you after all," Draco leaned closer and Harry pecked his cheek again, lingering a little longer. The blond tried not to smile as he focused on his meal, pushing Harry's face away just slightly. "Go back to your table, you Gryffindork. You can show me off to everyone later," he grinned.
Harry snorted and continuously pecked his cheek until Draco pushed him away by his face again, laughing when Harry made a kissy face at him. "Goodness, Harry. You'll get tons of kisses later, love."
"Promise?" Harry did his iconic cute pout that made Draco softened. "You're a real menace, Harry James. Alright. I promise. Now shoo!"
"Kiss?"
Draco rolled his eyes exasperatedly and cupped Harry's face, putting a sly show for everyone that watched them, looking as if he didn't know they were watching in the first place. "Oh sweetheart," he cooed and Harry blushed bright red underneath his hold, whining. He slowly pecked his cheek, lips pressing against the smooth skin despite the stubble for quite some time before pulling away.
"You'll get more later."
Harry smiled as he walked away, sitting with his friends at the Gryffindor table. "Mate," Ron started, face in an alarming shade of green. "What the BLOODY FUCK?"
And then chaos ensued.
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Forehead Kiss
"Hello, love," Draco smiled gently, pulling Harry's head back to drop a loving kiss there before he sat down next to his 'boyfriend' at the back of the library. Harry beamed brightly, eyes gleaming with humour as they heard Ron wretched loudly and saw Hermione looking anywhere else but at them.
"Hi, Draco. Missed you," Harry pouted. The blond softened, unable to help himself as he pulled Harry closer to give another kiss on his forehead. "Missed you a lot more, mon coeur. It was a torture to be parted from you."
"Oh bloody hell, I'm going to vomit," Ron muttered in front of them but they both ignored him and continued with the act.
"Want cuddles after this, please?" Harry asked politely, closing his eyes, loving the way Draco ran his hand through his hair. "You have to study first, sweetheart. If you can answer my Potions questions, we'll get to cuddle all you want," he coaxed.
The black-haired male straightened his back and began to study, reading thoroughly. "Good boy," Draco praised, smiling proudly. Hermione watched him in awestruck because he had never done that before, focusing so hard. Harry's cheeks set aflame.
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Nose Kiss
"Doll?" Harry rubbed his eyes sleepily as he sat down next to Draco, who was reading a book. Everyone stopped at what they were doing and tried to subtly look at what was about to happen. Pansy and Blaise gaped at them when the Slytherin placed his book down. Everyone from Slytherin or close to Draco would know how much he hated to be disturbed while he was reading.
