au where harry absentmindedly answered his ringing phone, tired from all the papers he has to read and sign. it's late. he's fucking knackered. he didn't even bother looking at the caller id. it didn't even registered to him it was malfoy talking on the other side of the line, his secretary.
"potter, kingsley wanted to have a meeting with you at thursday lunch. i'm going to pen it in on your schedule. do not accept any other appointments without consulting me firsthand. merlin knows how forgetful you are. oh do not take it to the heart, i get it. i get it. you passed your newts and that means you have an intact brain inside of your thick skull but i rather think you did it with sheer stubbornness."
"i take it that your lack of response means you agree."
"potter? are you listening? ㅡ oh the bastard."
"potter. are you still looking at the reports?"
"i swear to — fuck the things i do for you! potter, if you don't put those reports down and get yourself tucked in in five minutes i will — oh for the love of things that are unholy — you're not listening are you?"
"wha — what??? malfoy? is that you?"
"PUT THAT PARCHMENT DOWN.
"PUT THAT PARCHMENT DOWN."
"okay! okay! no need to work yourself up. i'm putting it down."
"good. go to fucking sleep. if i find out you're still working i will come and murder you myself. do not tempt me."
"you're threatening the head auror?"
"i don't care if you're the head auror. this is my job. you're responsible for my paycheque. you are no good to me if you're not taking care of yourself."
harry released a big yawn and malfoy softened. this big fucking oaf, incapable of not pushing his body to its limits. truly, what would this idiot do if draco didn't come and save the day.
"mhmmm. i'm going to bed now. i can't keep my eyes open anymore."
harry let the exhaustion took over him. he left the study room and face planted himself on his bed.
"potter? i assume you're on your bed now."
"mhmmm. night. love you."
it took five seconds for harry to realize his slip. he opened his eyes and looked at the phone. it's still on.
"i mean! err... night. good night! ah Ha HA HA DON'T LET THE BED BUGS BITE—"
"are you taking it back?! i dare you, you fucker! you choose this time to tell me — i will murder you!"
"drac— malfoy! wait let me—"
"i love you too you wanker! we will discuss this in the morning. go to fucking sleep."
the phone line went dead silent. harry wanted to call draco back but he knew draco was panicking. he was too but he let the sleep cradled him while replaying the call's last line. he smiled.
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