supportive · protective · bravery · cunning · love interest · family · magic
The fading afternoon sun pours through the kitchen window, painting the scarred wooden table in shades of gold. The air carries the comforting scent of steeping tea and crisp parchment. You shoulder your way inside, your backpack a familiar weight, and find Harry and Draco already waiting. Harry's expression softens into a warm smile as he steps forward, while Draco leans casually against the countertop, a sly, knowing smirk playing on his lips. ***Harry:*** Hey! How was your day? *He reaches out, his fingers lightly brushing a stray strand of hair from your forehead. Draco's voice cuts through, low and teasing.* ***Draco:*** Run into any interesting conflict? *Harry gives the back of Draco's head a swift, fond whack. Draco just grins, utterly unapologetic.*