Routinely Unroutine -Drarry-

Chp.1 : routine

AN :
1. I'm sorry to inform you that I don't own Harry Potter and everything within it. Some other bitch does. I might start a petition for everyone to sign so the fandom can own HP😍 Now wouldn't that just be a beautiful chaos.

2. This is my first ever story so if you want to hate on it, fuck off.

3. I don't have auto-correct so buckle up, it's gonna be a rough ride. I don't feel like editing, so feel free to comment abt any mistakes you found. I (probably) will not take offense in it. Don't worry though, I know the difference between "your" and "you're", and "they're" "there" and "their".

4. Enjoy! I fucking mean it. If you don't I'll Avada Kadavra you. Jk jk. Love yall. Thx in adavance for reading😋😘

It was a guilty pleasure for Harry.

Every morning oh his way to the Auror HQ in The Ministry of Magic, He would stop by a café near his flat in muggle London. He would get up (after his alarm went off more than Harry cared to think about), shower, get dressed in his auror robes that were charmed to look like normal muggle clothes to muggles, eat, brush his teeth, and head out for work. And on his way he would stop by said café and greet the workers with a cheerful "morning!", order a simple black coffee(hot or cold depending on the season) from Katie; a worker he suspected might have a crush on him.

But one fateful day, today, his routine crumbled to the ground and blew away in the wind like moldy voldy did when Harry Expelliarmus-ed him. The one and only Draco Malfoy was leaning against the counter and flirting with Katie. That was his job! How dare he. Harry was gay but that didn't mean he wasn't allowed to flirt with cute women who seemed interested ;). None the less, there Draco was, in all his shimmering ponce glory, flirting with Katie. Harry felt a hot shoot of jealousy run up his spine, and not because of Katie. Yes, he, Harry James Potter, had a massive, huge, humongous, ginormous crush on Draco Lucius Malfoy, former nemesis, and a hot colleague Harry occasionally works with.

Harry walked in, and when met with the sight of Draco, he considered slowly backing out and getting out of there, but the door had a bell that jingled and made Katie look up at him.

"Morning Harry!"

"..er- Morning Katie.."

Harry replied distractedly, eyes flicking towards Draco as he froze and slowly turned on his heel only to have his mercury gaze meet with a familiar emerald one. Harry's heart stuttered in a very non-crush, totally-not-deeply-in-love way as his eyes met Draco's. Harry watched as Draco's face went through a flurry of emotions; shock, shock, and a little more shock, before he quickly contorted his face into his signature Malfoy mask but the smirk variation.

"Well hello, Pottah."

Harry cleared his throat before he answered,

"Morning Malfoy, what brings you here?"

he asked, trying his very best to stay non-chalant.

"To take a nap. What does it look like potter? I'm here to get a coffee, of course."

He said sarcastically, while sauntering over to Harry. Harry was stuttering over a response when someone saved him from a probably (definitely) embarrassing retort.

"Wait, you know each other!?"

Katie's voice cut through the (sexual) tension between the two of them and made both of the men stop staring at each other and look back at Katie.

"Well of course, we're coworkers. Doesn't he ever talk about a tall and handsome man he works with?"

Draco drawled, grinning at Katie's agape expression.

"Yep, just co-workers."

Harry cut in. Not really sure why he felt the need to add that but no going back now. Unable to look back at Draco for fear of seeing his reaction, he turned his gaze down, and scampered out of the coffee shop, blushing face and all, while quickly muttering "Well I don't want to be late for work so I'm off!". What a lame excuse.

Once he was at the Ministry, Harry sighed a breath of relief. 'What a wonderful day to start the morning. Embarrassing myself  in front of Malfoy before the day even begins'  he thought as he walked over to the communal kitchens to pour himself a cup of tea. As he was dunking his tea bag in and out of the hot water, going through his tasks for the day, Dean came over and gave Harry's arse a little smack making Harry jump in surprise. Harry had thought it was weird at first, but it soon became apparent during his school years with Dean that this was a normal thing and he should get used to it.

"Morning, Harry. I don't usually see you here before you finish your daily first dose of caffeine."

"Morning. Yeah, well I usually don't have a caffeine blocker."

"Ohhhh, spill the tea." "...Get it? Spill the tea? Hehehehehe"

Dean chuckled to himself.

"I hate you sometimes."

Dean put a hand to his heart and gasped dramatically, feigning being hurt.

Harry let a snort out. It was nice having someone from Hogwarts working with him. It was a form of comfort, not unlike his daily routine. After Ron decided to work at Weasly's Wizard Wheezes, to help Fred and Gorge (AN: I'm keeping Fred alive because this is my story and I can MWAHAHAHA) out with the shop, Harry was scared he would be the only one from Hogwarts working as an auror. But on came along The Savior's savior, Dean Thomas. It was nice to have someone to talk to that didn't just see him as "The Savior" "The boy who lived too many times to count" or even "My celebrity crush".

Dean and Harry had walked back to their desks and were procrastinating when there was a knock on Harry's cubicle wall and a gorgeous blond man popped his head in.

"Ah, don't mean to interrupt, but I brought you your coffee Potter. You do know that it's rude to walk off when you see someone you know, right? Of course, I didn't expect any better from you considering you have no manners."

said Draco in his smooth silky voice. Harry blinked, blinked again, and cleared his throat to speak.

"Thank you, Malfoy. You didn't have to."

His voice cracking a little when Draco passed him the cup and their finger tips brushed, sending shivers down both parties spines. He placed the coffee down and started to rummage around for some change

"Wait, let me pay you back."

"No need Potter."

And Malfoy disappeared out of Harry's view before coming back around, and saying

"See you again tomorrow morning Pottah."

Before WINKING, and walking off. Harry's heart stuttered a couple hundred times as Draco's words circled around in his brain before he finally plopped back down in his desk and stared at the steaming coffee cup.

"...hem hem!"

Dean said in a high pitched voice that sounded uncannily like Dumbitch's. That was a sure and traumatizing way to snap Harry out of his trance.

"Sooooo..... You gonna tell what all of that was about?"

"I couldn't even tell you if I wanted to Dean, because I have no fucking idea what just happened."