"I love him, but not in the way I love you."
Harry makes a sound in the back of his throat that is pure rage. "Someone please shoot her!"
Draco walks into the room just in time to see Harry throwing pillows at the television. "Gwen being a slag again?"
Harry nods and juts his lip in a pout. He curls against Draco's side when the blond settles in beside him. "No one steals Ianto's man!"
Draco slides an arm around Harry's shoulders and secretly vows to never again buy a Torchwood box-set. Even if it was for Harry's birthday.