Drarry Oneshots

5| The Tale of the Cloud and the Branch

He had been in his office FOREVER.

And I'm not exaggerating! It was two days now and counting where I hadn't seen Harry's face, only his voice and his hand reaching out the door to receive whatever dish I brought to him.

I was going mad.

I mean, I do deserve to at least see my husband, right??

Well it wasn't happening.

It was on that third day that I decided I needed to devise a plan.

I knocked on the big oak door and waited, tapping my foot.

There was no answer.

I tried again.

I heard a loud, dramatic sigh and Harry called out, "yes Draco?"

"Are you going to be done there soon?" I asked.

"I'm sorry honey but I probably won't," he said, "tomorrow maybe!"

That was all the confirmation I needed.

I tromped back into our bedroom and pulled Roscoe, the dog, from off of Harry's side of the bed.

That dog simply adored Harry and sometimes it felt like I was fighting Roscoe for him.

The dog was one of Harry's weaknesses and if I simply... tossed Roscoe into his office without him noticing, Harry will just have to let him out when he has to pee.

I congratulated myself on such a genius plan and pointed my wand at the drowsy elkhound.

With a wave of the wand, Roscoe was apparated into Harry's office, or more appropriately, Harry's man cave.

I pressed my ear against the wall to hear what was happening.

There was complete silence until-

"-AAAAAAA!!," Harry screamed, "oh Merlin it's just you Roscoe,"

I covered my mouth as to muffle a rising laugh in my throat.

"Next time you should knock lil buddy," Harry told his stupid dog.

I swore, if this didn't work I'd-

"-Draco thank you for bringing him in it's just what I needed!" He yelled.

"You're welcome," I muttered.

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Day five and I was just about feral.

What was so bloody important that it needed all of Harry's attention?

Shit, Harry barely even had an attention span.

The plan with Roscoe obviously backfired on me. I glared at the mutt from the opposite end of the table while I mirthlessly shoveled cereal into my mouth.

Was Harry involved in something illegal??

I hoped not, I had my share of that in school.

I wasn't about to give up that easy, after all, I was Draco Malfoy-Potter, and failure wasn't in my blood.

I clasped my hands together and began to dream up some way to get Harry out of there.