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“Oi Potter!” Shouted a certain blonde that had been annoying Harry all day.
“What do you want this time, Malfoy?” Harry replied.
“I am going to annoy the hell out of you until you give me what I want.” Draco stated arrogantly.
“And what would that be, revenge, money, my glasses?” Harry hissed at him, almost in Parseltounge, but not quite.
“I want you to give me…” Draco started, then stood there pretending to think, “I want sugar, sugar in the form of gummy bears.”
Harry groaned, he should have known, but he was not going to let Draco Malfoy have gummy bears or any other form of sugar, not after what had happened last week with the chocolate.
“I want chocolate!” Draco said excitedly, he had just had half a pack of strawberry bubblegum and was very hyper- very, very hyper.
“Why should I give it to you? I don’t owe you anything as far as I know.” Harry said raising an eyebrow.
“You should let me have it, because I want it, and you know you love me.” Draco slurred as he spoke, speaking very quickly.
Harry shook his head, “I must be crazy, you can have your chocolate…” Harry summoned Dobby and asked him to get some chocolate for Draco, he returned and offered him some as well, but Harry refused, he did not want to become a hyperactive mess.
Ten minutes later…
‘No Draco don’t touch that-’ too late, Draco found the box of Weasley wizard wheezes, and set them off, everyone in the room ran for it as Draco set them off.
Harry sighed, “Draco Lucius Malfoy, put those down and stop causing trouble, you are meant to be a Slytherin not a reckless Gryffindor like me or Ron or the twins!”
Draco slowly turned around and ran towards Harry.
Harry backed away but it was too late, Draco Malfoy, just hugged Harry Potter, took him over to the sofa and fell asleep on his lap, to say Harry was shocked would be an understatement.
–End of Flashback—
“Draco, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to have sugar.” Harry said, while trying not to laugh, a hyper Malfoy was a dangerous Malfoy.
“Why not? I want my gummy bears…” was the reply Harry got.
“Um, well do you remember last week’s chocolate mess?” Harry said slowly.
Draco stood there for a minute or two, and then blushed.
“Um yes, but I still want my sweets!” The blonde boy answered stubbornly.
The look on Harry’s face as the house-elf appeared was one of pure horror, and when the packet of sweets was opened he ran, ran as fast as he could to tell the others.
They all managed to escape, except for Harry, who ended up with the blonde asleep on his lap… again.