Hermione woke up to another person in her bed with her. Their arms were wrapped around her waist.

She tried to move to see who it was but she was met with a persistent groan from them.

"Mm, Hermione you're so soft. If you move I will hex you," Pansy whispered as she buried her head into Hermione's hair.

Hermione giggled and kissed Pansy's hand.

Meanwhile downstairs, Draco was trying to make breakfast. Since he usually had house elves do it, he was clueless. He also didn't really know how to use the muggle appliances.

It was still very easy and Draco doubted anyone would be up.

Harry walked downstairs at the same time Draco threw the electric egg beater against the wall.

"Woah there, you okay?" Harry chuckled and picked up the egg beaters.

"I'm fine Harry, I just can't use the stupid muggle things to make myself a bloody breakfast," Draco said, sighing and leaning on the kitchen counter.

"Wait, what did you call me?" Harry asked, smiling.

"I- I called you Potter, just like I always do," Draco stuttered, his face flushing red.

"Nope, I'm pretty sure you called me Harry," Harry smirked.

"I did not, okay?" Draco turned to walk out of the kitchen, his face redder than a Weasley's hair.

"Hey," Harry said. He grabbed Draco's hand and pinned him to the wall. "Say my name," He growled.

Draco shuddered as he felt Harry's breath on his face. He turned his head and closed his eyes.