Drarry oneshots

Cliche cafe scene

I am really sorry for not updating, but anyways, here is a lil cliché café au. Might be slightly cheesy. You were warned.

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Draco checked the time on his watch.

22 : 43 p.m.

He sighed, knowing he had seventeen minutes left and then he could leave.

"Hey bro, here are the keys." said Pansy Parkinson, one of Draco's friends and bartenders of the café.

"What? Are you serious? You're leaving before me?"

"Ugh, please, bro! I've got to go home and extra-study for a quiz tomorrow!!"

"Lemme guess, you didn't even study throughout this week."

"Well, kinda... So, please?"

Draco sighed.

"Fine, off you go Parkinson." He said, waving her off, and continuing his cleaning.

"Agh, thanks a bunch bro! See ya tomorrow! Oh, and wish me luck!" She said, as she turned on her heel and left the café, not waiting for her friend's response.

"Good luck" Draco mumbled under his breath.

Suddenly, a boy came rushing in.

(And now le cheesy starts)

Draco looked up, and saw a very cute boy.

He had darkish, brownish messy hair, round glasses, pretty short. He was carrying a satchel with him, slung over his shoulder, as papers were shyly poking out of the bag.

He seemed out of breath, as though he had been running.

"H-hi... Can I please... Get a... Black coffee? With some sugar in it?" He said, slightly panting.

His voice was deeper than Draco expected, but nonetheless, he answered with a nod.

"Anything else?"

"N-no... That's ok, thanks." The boy said, as he sat down on a table near the counter.

Draco recognized him.

That boy was a regular, he came in here often, according to Pansy, anyways.

She said he goes to a college nearby, which is why he almost always comes in here.

She never specified what he did, though, but she did say that the boy mentioned to her once, that the café was a beautiful place.

Even though, it seemed like every other cafe, to be honest. There was nothing really special.

Maybe a nostalgic memory?

Could be.

According to Pansy, not only does he find this place not like others, but he says he finds inspiration in here.

What sort of inspiration, he didn't know.

He came out with the coffee, and almost dropped it when he saw the boy asleep on the table.

He saw a note written next to him.

"If I fall asleep, please wake me up. I really need to be awake. Thank you"

Draco shrugged, and carefully set the coffee down, and gently shook the boy.

The boy was slowly stirring, and when he saw Draco's face next to his, he almost jumped out of the chair.