"Harry!" Draco cried from the kitchen.

Harry got out of bed and ran to Draco. "What's wrong?"

"There's no more celery!"

"Wha'?" Harry asked.

"Celery! There's no more of it!" Draco cried.

"Can you eat something other than celery until I can get some from the elves? Like pickles or bananas?"

"But-" Draco sniffled as he looked at Harry.

"No need to cry," Harry told him softly as he pulled Draco to his chest. "Greenie?"

A house elf popped into the room with celery. "Here sirs, we knew he would need more." The elf answered, bowed, then left.

Draco picked up the celery and wiped his eyes, then started eating again. Draco brought a plate back to their bed and nibbled at the celery and cuddled into the blankets. Harry grabbed peanut butter (which he knew Draco would need) and climbed into bed with him.

Draco hummed and cuddled into his boyfriend. "You're so nice to me," he murmured, obviously tired.

"Thanks Draco, now take a nap, okay?" Harry asked softly. Draco nodded and nuzzled closer to Draco.

"Okay Harry." Draco mumbled.

Draco's breathing slowed down, his muscles relaxed, and his head lolled into Harry's shoulder. Harry grinned and wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled Draco closer to him. He carefully lifted up the blanket and brought it on top of the both of them and kissed Draco's head, muttering three words.

"I love you,"