“Likewise,” Draco replied, feeling a little silly for it, but he really was devoted to Harry and was pleased that both of them were beginning to take the relationship more seriously. It was very intimidating, but it was mostly exciting.
He leant in to press a brief kiss to Harry’s lips, finding it to be the best way to show his affection for the man in front of him.
Even if Draco hadn't said much, it still made Harry's skin tingle, unable to fully put into words how much he loved Draco. He didn't for a second doubt that Draco loved him too and therefore, Harry willingly met the kiss without even second guessing Draco's answer.
When the kiss was cut short, Harry was quick to follow, stretching upwards to once again catch Draco's lips in a kiss. While he didn't push for more, Harry did tighten his grip around Draco slightly, wanting the other to remain close to him for another moment or two.
Draco grinned into the kiss, so happy that it had been such a successful meeting and that Harry seemed to be pleased with the outcome as well. He ran one hand through Harry’s hair, eagerly returning the kiss. It had been such a simple thing, but Draco knew exactly what it meant to their relationship and it really was a turning point for them.
Even thought it was barely past Teddy's bedtime, Harry had already found himself in bed. He had, however, quickly found himself regretting the decision, when an owl pecked at his living room window just as he excited the bathroom.
He had taken the arrest report in bed with him, skimming through what felt like an endless roll of parchment. With it had come a note to read it before his meeting first thing in the morning, to evaluate whether or not the man could legally be kept in custody. As Harry shifted his position into a more upright seated one, needing to unravel more writing, he figured that he should have read it at the table; but, through he open door he could hear Draco puttering about, and Harry had no intention of treating the report as an actual work load. He knew himself well enough to know that he'd drop the scroll the minute Draco joined him in bed.
Really trying to become a proper part of Harry’s life, Draco had offered to put Teddy to bed after dinner; an offer that Teddy seemed very enthusiastic about. It had felt a little out of character, but ultimately quite nice, to be the one to put Teddy to bed.
Feeling confident that Teddy was sleep, after two stories and a song, Draco snuck out of his room, carefully closing the door behind him. He made his way to the bathroom, needing to wash his face and brush his teeth before going to bed with Harry. He removed his shirt so that it wouldn’t get wet and quickly went through his nightly routine. He was exhausted and looking forward to getting to bed.
Once done in the bathroom, Draco turned off the light and went to join Harry in the bedroom.
Harry glanced to his side at the sound of steps by his bedroom door, not even needing to properly process the sound before once again glancing down on the paper. He tapped at the winding knob on the scroll, and, as the parchment began turning around itself, Harry's eyes properly found Draco. At the sight that met him, Harry couldn't contain an adoring smile. Getting to see Draco without his shirt on always felt like a tangible sign of trust, and it made Harry's heart feel like it was about to burst.
Not wanting to address it, Harry turned to abandon the scroll on his night stand, adverting his eyes in doing so. "Did he fall asleep alright?"
Once again meeting Draco's eyes, Harry allowed himself to sink further back against his propped up pillow. A smile once again tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Not bad for a first timer."
“Didn’t you know that I’m annoyingly good at everything I try to do?” Draco asked with a crooked grin as he got into bed with Harry, getting in, almost unnecessarily, close to him. It felt amazingly domestic and even if Draco still had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that this was a regular occurrence in his life, then he really did enjoy the moments like this he had with Harry.
“Teddy says that I sing better than you do,” he added with a smug grin, leaning in to place a quick kiss to Harry’s cheek, almost as if to soften the blow of the comment.
Harry grinned at that, his laughter never making it past a soft hum as he turned to welcome Draco. Finally allowing himself to fully sink into the covers amd Draco's embrace, Harry wrapped an arm around Draco; his hand crept around Draco's neck before finally settling between Draco's shoulder blades, the feeling of Draco's bare skin against his palm sending a chill down Harry's spine.
"I could have told you that," Harry agreed, his voice airy by his grin as he leaned in to return Draco's kiss with one placed on the corner of Draco's mouth. "What did you sing to him?"