A Conversation in Bed

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Author's Note: I was half asleep when I came up with this idea. It had better dialogue last night though. LOL

Harry rolled over and propped himself on his elbow.

"Draco?"

"Yes, Harry?"

"You want to get married?"

"W-what?" Draco yawned.

"Do you want to marry me?"

"Why do you want to get married?" Draco mumbled into his pillow.

"Well, that's a stupid question to ask."

"Sorry. I'm just trying to sleep."

"Well, if you're too tired to give me an answer, I guess you don't want to be in this rela-"

"Harry, wait." Draco rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and looked up at Harry. "I didn't mean it."

"Then, what's your answer?" Harry was running out of patience.

"I'm still here, aren't I?"

"That's not an answer."

"Yes, it is. Now, let's go to sleep," Draco sleepily said as he closed his eyes again, "And we'll get married tomorrow."

"What?" exclaimed Harry.

"Tomorrow," stated Draco as he pulled Harry into his arms, "We'll be together forever."

"You're a strange man, Draco," muttered Harry. He laid his head on Draco's chest and closed his eyes with a smile.

"No, I'm just unique, now sleep."

~fin