imagine this in Eighth Year but in the modern days, enjoy reading, fluff 😂
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"POTTER, WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KILLED ME FOR, YOU FUCKING IMPOSTOR BITCH?! THAT'S IT! WE'RE DONE! I GET TO KEEP YOUR HOODIES!"
"I'm so sorry, Draco! I was about to sabotage but then my finger accidentally pressed the 'Kill' button!" Harry whined, hugging his sulking boyfriend tightly.
"I'll forgive you," Draco sniffed. "Only if you kill Weasley off," he said and Harry sweatdropped. The last time he became an Impostor and killed Ron off, the ginger didn't talk to him for a week.
"But baby," Harry started to protest but Draco wasn't listening to any excuses. The green-eyed Gryffindor sighed and pulled Draco back onto his lap before he went to find Ron, who took the colour red as his hair, doing his task innocently in the Electrical.
"Oh for fuck's sake," the Gryffindor whimpered before pressing the 'Kill' button.
Not even reaching 2 seconds, Ron started yelling, "HARRY FUCKING POTTER, YOU BLOODY IMBECILE BAT! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU FOR REAL!"
"Harry's the Impostor!" everyone echoed and Harry was immediately ejected. Thus, losing the game but seeing Draco's bright smile was worth it even if it meant his lost to the game.
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"YOU GREEN BITCH! I'LL TAKE ALL OF MY HOODIES BACK ONE OF THESE DAYS AND YOU'LL FUCKING WEAR YOUR STUPID ASS SUITS! I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF DOING MY TASK!" Harry slammed his phone down the bed. "YOU COULDN'T HAVE WAITED FOR ME TO FINISH MY TASK, COULD YOU?!"
"PAYBACK'S A BITCH!"
"YOU'LL SLEEP ON YOUR OWN FROM NOW ON! NO CUDDLES FOR A WEEK!"
"B-but," Draco stopped his victory dance with a sad face. "I-I only sleep better with you, Harry," he pouted. "And no cuddles?" he looked at Harry with puppy eyes. "No cuddles," Harry said firmly, ignoring his frantic heartbeats when Draco looked up at him cutely.
"No cuddles?" Draco asked in a cute sad tone that had Harry weak on his knees.
"N-No."
"None at all...?"
"Yup."
"B-But..." Draco stuttered with a fake worried face. "What if Baby needs you, Daddy? What if Baby wants Daddy's hugs at night?" his bottom lips quivered.
"Harry, mate. Don't fall for it," Ron warned from his bed but the longer Harry stared into Draco's eyes, the more his walls crumbled. The blond knew he had Harry wrapped around his fingers entirely. "Harry, for the sake of everyone's sanity," Neville pleaded. "Don't fall for that pretty face and cute expression!"
"Mate, I'm telling you–"
Harry pulled Draco into a deep kiss. "Okay, baby. I won't take away the hoodies and you can stay on my bed at any time that you want."
Draco smirked mischievously and Harry instantly regretted his weak mind.
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"Harry, go and kill Hermione," Draco whispered. "I'll kill Pansy."
Harry pressed a kiss on Draco's neck lightly. "Alright, baby. Don't get caught."
"I won't. I'm a Slytherin remember?"
His opposite squeezed the male on his lap before going off to kill everyone on his way. In the end, they won and everyone groaned in frustration when the couple cheered as they won the game.
"We're the Power Couple everyone could ever wish to be," Draco said smugly. Fond of his boyfriend and unable to deny him anything, Harry agreed vehemently. "That we are."
