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Even with his flushed face, and obviously stiff posture, Harry couldn’t help but to smile at what Draco was saying. He was so delicate and gentle with him, not trying anything even in such a situation, and he just was so sweet.
Nodding his head, Harry looked at Draco over his shoulder and let out a soft laugh at what he said last. “That’s very kind of you to say.” He sighed, kissing his mates cheek as much as he could in that angle, and then he went to turn around. “Ready to take a shower Mr.Malfoy?” Harry whispered with a gentle smile on his face.
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~Ernest Gaines
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