Weirdly enough this is fluff guys, I promise.

Harry slowly emerged from the light grip of unconsciousness. He pulled his arms away from the man sleeping next to him and raised them above his head, waiting until he heard a pop to set them back down again. His bare chest had been uncovered again, the sheets slipping off him in the night.

Harry sat up, back against the headboard, smiling as the man he loved rolled into his lap instinctively, now resting his head on Harry's thigh, his shoulder length blond locks spilling across his head forming a halo of sorts.

He thought idly about their history together as he stroked Draco's hair. Draco began to stir, blinking his grey eyes open lazily, gazing up at the infatuated man stroking his hair.

"What're you thinking about?" Draco mumbled, snuggling under the warmth of the sun kissed blankets.

"That you're naked." Draco rolled his eyes, ignoring Harry's suggestive smirk as the dark haired boy began to stroke his thigh. Draco pushed him off, ignoring the stop whine that emitted from the disappointed man next to him.

"What are you actually thinking about?"

"Why'd you try to stop me from getting to Hogwarts sixth year?" Harry asked, rubbing his eyes in the morning light as as the thought struck him. "You always said you fell for me in fourth year."

Draco yawned, cuddling into Harry's strong embrace. "You were a prat." Harry kicked his shin, intertwining their legs underneath the white blanket. Draco turned, smirking as he pressed a light kiss onto the messy haired man. When Harry asked for a real answer, a shadow passed over the former Slytherins face.

"Honestly?" Draco asked, biting his lip worriedly. "Voldemort was going to kill me and my family if I didn't kill Dumbeldore. I didn't want to lose you too. I thought if I could keep you from getting to the school, I could keep you off his radar when he arrived."

"Awwwww." Harry said, pulling Draco against him, nuzzling the blond's neck. "You wanted to protect me. How sweet."

"I am a force of darkness! I am not sweet, Potter." Draco growled, climbing on top of Harry and pushing him against the mattress. He began to nip at Harry's neck, sucking and kissing at just the right places.

"You're adorable!" Harry said, struggling to keep the lust out of his voice as he spoke, giving up as a quiet moan ripped out of his against his will.

Draco rolled his eyes and pushed himself off of Harry. "I'm going to take a shower." He climbed out of bed, his pale skin glowing as the light hit every part of him.

"Can I come?" Harry asked, sticking out his lower lip in a pout as he cuddled a pillow.

"No."

"Draco!"

"No."

"Daddy?"

Draco whirled around, "No!" Harry burst out laughing, clutching the pillow to him, staring at Draco's horrified face.

"It was worth a shot."

"It most certainly was not!"

Honestly, I'm a fan on Daddy!Draco but I was exhausted when I wrote this so no judging