Type: Harry Potter

Pairing: Harry/Draco, others later maybe

Plot: None whatsoever, just random drabbles I come up with from time to time.

Disclaimer: I do not own the HARRY POTTER series, because I am not J.K. Rowling... otherwise, the epilogue would have been VERY different.

Also, don't own "Old Time Rock and Roll" by Bob Seger


"I'm-"

A heartfelt call to let his love know Harry Potter was home was cut short by the blaring of rock and roll music. It had been a couple days since he last saw Draco, having been away on his job... He was an auror after all.

He meandered out of the hall and into the side entrance to the living room just in time.

Sliding into the regular entrance was his darling Draco, in nothing but what seemed to be one of Harry's white workshirts, and a pair of bleach white socks. In his hand was a candlestick.

Just take those old records off the shelf

The music blared, as Draco sang along with the next line.

"I'll sit and listen to em by myself,"

Harry suddenly realized he could scratch 'great singing voice' off of the Reasons he loves Draco list.

Stepping in before the next verse, the working man walked over to the stereo and shut it off suddenly, stopping his blonde beauty short.

"I knew I shouldn't have shown you muggle movies..."

Harry said with a sigh. His reply was a pillow to the face, and he could hear the clatter of the candlestick dropping and Draco running to the bedroom.

The heroic man laughed and went after his love, picking the candlestick back up and turning on the music before he left.

This one was meant to be shorter, more drabble like... but I still don't like it. Oh well, I'll get with it someday.