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Draco let out a frustrated sigh and leant back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. A strand fell into his face and he angrily smoothed it away. The clock above his desk read 12:38. Draco glared at his desk, at the pages upon pages of notes neatly written in pen, their headings done in careful, coloured calligraphy. He hated history of law but he would be damned if he didn’t at least get an A- in this course.
Draco’s phone pinged.
Harry P: you still up?
Draco: Yeah. Studying law history
Harry P: ah. midterm?
Draco: Next week. Why are YOU up?
Harry P: ginny went to sleep ;) I went home ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Draco: Did you have to go there
Harry P: ;) ;) ;)
Draco: Get that winky face away from me
Harry P: ( ;A;)
Draco: why are we friends
Harry P: but mate I love u
Draco’s heart faltered. He cursed himself.
Draco: Buddy, what do you want. I’m trying to study
Harry P is typing…
Draco glanced back at the clock. He removed his glasses and rubbed at his temples. It had been a long day and, as usual, he hadn’t gotten enough sleep the night before. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes. His phone pinged again.
Harry P: just wanted to check up on you? I feel p bad for blowing you off like that after I promised
Draco melted a little.
Draco: Yeah, I’m ok. Was just upset I didn’t get my coffee :P and Kreacher
Harry P: awwwwwwww we miss you very much as well <3
Draco chuckled, leaning back into his chair. He deserved a break from studying, anyway.
Draco: Not you :P just Kreacher. I can live without you :P
Harry P: but it wouldn’t be a happy and satisfying life now would it :P
Draco: Yes it would
Draco: <3 <3 <3 <3
Harry P: How Dare U
Draco: <3
Harry P: Just for that, I’m not bring you my mum’s freshly baked cookies tomorrow :P
Draco pouted.
Draco: nooooooo
Draco: I take it all back I love you you are the light of my life my love the sun in my sky
Harry P: that’s more like it (◕‿◕✿)
Harry P sent an image
Draco is typing…
Draco: OTL hnnng they look so good
Harry P: perfectly crisp on the outside and soft and chewy on the inside
Harry P sent an image
It was a picture of a cookie with a large bite taken out of it, held up by what was presumably Harry’s hand. The background was of a warmly-lit kitchen with cookies spread onto every available surface. James Potter was shoving himself into the frame, grinning widely and making a peace sign. Draco could make out Lily Potter’s red hair in the corner, half-covered by the cookie in the foreground. Draco’s mouth watered. The cookies looked really good.
Draco: Are they chocolate chips or raisin
Draco: Because if they are the latter I will have to unfriend you for being a gross heathen
Harry P: don’t shoot the messenger mate I didn’t make ‘em
Harry P: but they are chocolate chip cookies who do you think we are
Draco: Good
Draco: Tell your mum I love her <3
Draco looked at the clock again and concluded that it was far too late to attempt any more work. He started stacking up his notes, sorting them into piles by course.
Harry P: she says thank you and that, as always, she’ll be 100% down for adopting you if you just say the word
Harry P: “we need at least 1 responsible person in this household aside from me and heaven knows we’re not going to get that from James or you”
Harry P: I can’t believe you’re her favourite son
Harry P: you’re not even her son
Draco: <3
Draco: So nice to feel appreciated
Draco: In all honesty tho your mum is one of the best people I’ve ever met
Harry P: of course :P where did you think I get these jeans from
Harry P: genes*
Harry P: I could probably fit into her jeans too tho
Draco: Aren’t you… like… the bio major
Draco: How could you make that sort of mistake
Harry P: it’s 1am
Draco: :P
Draco: Speaking of 1 am, I gotta go to sleep <3
Draco: Early class tomorrow
Harry P: I can’t believe you’re taking 6 classes tbh how are you alive
Draco: Don’t let the neat notes fool you
Draco: I’m dead inside
Draco: Night night <3
Harry P: g’night <3