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Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter
Warning: Mention of death/suicide.
Word Count: 1473
Draco’s phone rang for the fifth time in the last two minutes, ‘Harry’ flashed across the screen just like it had the last five times. He sighed, standing up, “Mr. Malfoy?”
“I’m sorry I have to take this, it’s an emergency,” he started and backed away from the room, better be. He thought to himself as he left he meeting and turned down the corridor leading him to his office, “What?”
“I know you’re busy, you got that meeting,” he was saying and Draco sighed again, “I just wanted to let you know we just got here.”
There was a pause, an extended pause. Far longer than any the two had ever shared before, “do you remember when I asked you out?”
“This is why you called me?” Draco growled and glanced at the clock, “how are you just getting there? You left hours ago?”
“A few changes of plans, was all,” Harry was oddly quiet but Draco was more than a little preoccupied with his meeting, “I’ll let you get back to work just wanted you to know, okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll see you this weekend. I promise.” Draco could hear his smile, “it’s my job.”
Draco blinked a few times, staring at the door of his office as it was being opened. Harry never talked like this, but he had a meeting to get to, “I’ll call you later, Potter, tonight before bed.”
“Yeah, alright. Bye Draco, I love you.”