𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 ━ book two

cccviii.

draco, groggily : did you make tea for yourself?

harry : yeah, you were sleeping and i didn’t want to wake you up.

draco, now fully awake : b-b-but you could’ve woken me up... and i would’ve made your tea...

harry : i can make my own tea, babe, don’t worry about it. i love you.

harry : [kisses draco's cheek before he leaves the room]

draco :

draco, getting out a quill, parchment and his guitar: ok this one is about how harry will never need me again.

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