After -Drarry COMPLETE

Chapter 50

—Harry POV—

I reached into the cabinet for a mug, while waiting for my tea to brew. I had woken up from another dream, and decided I would have myself something to drink so I could relax.

I jumped back slightly at the feeling of two hands coming around my torso, but calmed down as soon as I realized it was Draco. I leaned backwards into him.

"Are you alright?" I heard him whisper. I nodded, closing my eyes for a second.

"I'm fine." I said, moving to get the kettle that had now begun to whistle.

"I just wanted a bit of tea... to relax." I told him, pouring the brew into my mug.

"Would you like some?" I offered.

"Um, sure. Why not." He replied, rubbing his eyes to wake up. I grabbed another mug, and poured half of the tea in there for him.

"Milk and honey?"

"Yes, please."

I handed him his cup after preparing it, and brought my own to my lips, tasting the warm beverage. And though the feeling of calm came through me, it wasn't quite enough to shave off the edge I felt within.

"You make good tea." I heard him say.

"Thank you."

Christmas is in two days. I don't know how to feel about it. I haven't got a present for anyone important to me. Thinking back, the day Draco decided we should go shopping for presents, mostly for Scorpius, I had a panic attack- more than one. It was frustrating, and I was beyond upset with myself for letting it happen, for slowing the day down, and making it difficult for him. I didn't even get anything for anyone. That was one week ago.

At one point, Draco asked if I was okay with him leaving me at the entrance to a shop. I immediately realized he'd probably wanted to get me something, I tried to tell him no.

"No. No, no." I said, backing up slightly. "I don't need anything."

"You deserve something. Besides, I'd like to get you a present-"

"It's fine. I don't need one."

"Well, nobody really needs a present. It's a show of-"

"I'm fine." I said with a bite to my words, shaking.

"Harry, really, it's a gift for the holidays you can't get more stubborn than this."

"Draco, I don't need anything please, let's just go."

"I want to get you something for Christmas."

We got in a fight that night. I slept in my room alone, well, more like laid in my room alone. Draco slept with Scorpius.

"As upset as I am, you've really gotten something so stupid and small and made it this monumental problem, I'm not leaving you alone in the house... I'll be in the guest room with Scorpius." He said, his piercing gaze held frustration and care at the same time. He looked away stiffly.

"Goodnight." He said, walking into the room and closing it.

I think that's the only time we spoke after the fight that day. The next day though, we'd made up. It was stupid, really.

I don't even have the slightest clue how, but Draco and I came to the conclusion 4 days ago that maybe visiting the Dursley's wouldn't be a complete disaster.

"You're thinking about Christmas."

I pried my gaze from the warm cup of tea in my hands to Draco's eyes after he spoke.