To Dare You

Chapter Forty-five

A/N: Holy shoooooooot, 10k reads, thank you soo much! I'll give you a bit of everything this one in, sorry, no smut, I feel sick still. But fluff, a tiny bit of angst, and I mean like a sentence, maybe small space, and some daddy-k. This is kinda like a small one-shots chapter, but again in order timewise and same day or week or whatever.

"Thank Merlin," Harry sighed as Draco called him Harry as they sat in the common room, sipping on some hot cocoa, Harry sitting between Draco's legs as usual.

"Shit, caught me." He giggled.

"Caught you- oh you fucker, you were playing around about you being a softie!" Harry laughed. "I do like soft Draco better which I can be mad now," He huffed, leaning against him.

"Hey, at least I'm wearing an onesie." He laughed.

"True, prince." Harry agreed with a small smile. "I love you, little snake."

* * *

"Draco!" Harry yelled as he awoke from an unintentional nap. "Draco Malfoy, give me back my glasses!" He screamed, sitting up to find Draco sitting next to him, well, he couldn't see Draco but saw a blob of pale skin color and blonde. He hated it when he slept in his boyfriend's arms and woke up to the fucker doing something highly stupid.

"Nope," Draco huffed.

"Dray...!" Harry whined, pouting as he aimlessly groped at where his face looked like but ended up inches away from his boyfriend. Still pouting, he sighed. "Prince, give me my fucking glasses,"

"Nope," He repeated. "They look rather nice on me, but I have to say, love, your eyesight is horrendous."

"Yeah, so could you give me them so I could like, maybe see you?" He asked, groping in thin air again, groaning when he missed each time.

"Okay, okay fine, here, only because you can see my beautiful face and I don't want a permanent visually impaired boyfriend who can't wear glasses," He laughed, placing his glasses onto the owner's nose.

Harry glared as he adjusted them. He glared more when he saw he was now wearing the onesie.

"Now can you see me, ferret?" He joking, picking him up and placing him in his arms, pressing a kiss on his scar tenderly.

Harry couldn't argue at the touch of his lips and nodded, pressing himself onto the Malfoy, wrapping his arms around him gently.

"Good," Draco laughed, cuddling into the boy shyly.

* * *

"What?" Draco mumbled as Harry squirmed in his arms.

"Not... comfy," He frowned, finding the best position while having a plush tail sticking out from his back. He squirmed more. "Sorry love," He laughed, pecking his cheek.

"Don't tell me I was like this," He whined in annoyance as Harry continued to move.

"You weren't, love," Harry laughed, finding a comfy spot on his lap and cuddling closer to him. He grinned as Draco exhaled happily. "You were worse."

"Argh, how could I be worse?" Draco asked. He remembered most, but some parts were fuzzy, and the fuzzy ones were obviously when he clung on to Harry and called him names.

"I ask myself that too, who knows," Harry pecked his cheek again, jumping off his lap and waddling away in the oversized onesie.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked, pouting.

"Well, you don't seem happy with me," Harry pouted as well as he stood, looking outside of the tinted window overlooking the lake.

"Of course I am love," Draco purred, hugging him from behind. Being almost five inches taller than him, he could easily nuzzle his face into Harry's head of fluffy hair, as weird as it was. "I would never be unhappy with my little lion."

"Well, seemed like you were when you easily cheated," Harry mumbled, leaning back into his boyfriend.

"Well-" Lost at words, he nuzzled into Harry, not completely sure himself.

"It's okay love," Harry trailed away to the dorm rooms, leaving Draco standing his ground in the dimly lit common room.

"Harry-" Draco called, following him in, sitting next to him and wrapping him with one arm. "Love, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way," Truth be told, he didn't even say anything.

"I said it was okay," Harry smiled lightly, leaning into Draco, curling up and cuddling close to him. "I mean it," He murmured into his chest, the hood of his onesie grazing Draco's chin. He hugged him tightly as he hummed in content, sounds muffled by Draco's shirt.

"I love you, so much, you know that?" Draco asked, toying with Harry's brunette hair.

"Mm-hmm," He crooned, tightening his grip around Dray's waist.

"Wow, no I love you back?" He joked.

"Mm-mm." Harry shook his head, peppering kisses on his neck. "Nope."

"Rude."

"Mm-hmm!"

* * *

"I don't want you to go," Harry whined as Draco packed his bags two days later. He wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling his head into his neck lovingly.

"I know little lion," He sighed, hugging him in return as his bags popped away. "I don't want to either love," He closed his eyes, stroking Harry's back slowly.

"Write to me every day?" Harry asked, looking up at him with wide and tearful eyes. Turns out, getting separated from your boyfriend can be the worst feeling ever.

"Write to you every day." Draco rubbed his back.

"Promise?"

"I promise, lion." He kissed him before rushing out, leaving Harry on the floor.

"I love you!" He called out.

"Love you too, Haz." It really would be lonely.

A/N: Sorry- short chapter, in the middle of classss.