During the Potions class in eighth grade after the war, Harry accidentally rubbed Draco's blond hair.
"Potter! Are you so good at touching the heads of all puppies?" Draco slapped his hand away with the tips of his ears red.
Harry tossed and turned that night: Ron's hound, Hagrid's squid... And even Neville's toad enjoyed this treatment.
Until he blocked Draco, who was alone, in the broom closet: "What do other puppies have to do with me?"
The moment his fingertips sank into the soft hair, Slytherin's tense back suddenly relaxed: "... My hair will be messy.
Purpose: Harry Potter fan fiction