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Harry glanced out the window, the rain beating the grounds hard and fast. He looked back at Draco, lounging on the settee and smiled.
"Need to actually pick up the book, if you're going to call this a study date, Potter." Draco said without looking at him, turning the page in his notebook and his peacock quill hovered for a moment before he continued writing.
"Thought we could take a break?"
"A break?" Draco finally put his quill down, and gave Harry an eyeroll, "have you done anything?"
"I made us tea."
"Saviour Potter, as always."
Harry sauntered across the common room, dropping down next to Draco, "just how you like me."