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Harry’s heart warmed when Draco said those words back although he then nodded when he mentioned being cleaned up. Moving when the spell was spoken and he was cleaned off, Harry waited for it to be over before listening to what his mate asked and nodding.
Rolling carefully onto his side, Harry grasped the blankets in front of him, leaning his head on the pillow and smiling a little more when Draco mentioned being able to hold him through the night. Looking over his shoulder, Harry then felt his face warm up when he heard Draco mention his eyes.
“Is there…a spell that exists for that?” He wondered while rubbing near his eyes, wishing he could see clearly and not have to worry about broken glasses again.
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