A/N: A weird fic that happened because I hit my head on a wall. It's either that or the paint fumes from Art.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

It Won't Happen Again

"I promise it won't happen again."

"You said that last time. And the time before that. And the time before that. But it always happens again and again and again. I'm sick of it."

"I'm sorry, Draco. I really am. I really really mean it this time."

"Something makes me think that you're not really. I bet you really love upsetting me don't you? As revenge for what I did to you at school. Do you even love me anymore?"

"Draco! Don't say that. You know I love you. It was a mistake. A stupid mistake."

"Yeah, a stupid mistake that you've made about twenty times. I'm really sick of it."

"I… I don't know what to say to get you to forgive me."

"There's nothing you can say. Look, Harry, I'm going to bed. Wake me up when you've decided how the hell to make it up to me this time."

"Draco. It's only seven o'clock."

"I don't care. Just leave me alone for a bit."

"Dray-"

"Don't! Just don't."

OOOOOO

"Draco, wake up. Come on Babe. Don't ignore me."

"Piss off."

"Please, Dray. Just sit up and look at me."

"…"

"Now look at me…. Thank-you. Here, this is for you."

"One! You bought me one as an apology."

"I bought you twenty. One for every time I messed up. The cupboard downstairs is full of them."

"Aww. Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you. You are my favourite person in the world. I love you so much."

"I love you too. Am I forgiven?"

"On one condition. You never do it again."

"I promise. But it might be a good idea if you come with me, just to make sure I don't forget."

"Twit! You are the only person on the planet who always buys the wrong cereal when they go shopping."

"And you're the only person who gets so dramatic about not having Cheerios for breakfast."

"But I love Cheerio! And I hate cornflakes. And you always buy cornflakes."

"Okay. I'm sorry. As I said before - it'll never happen again."

"All right, I'll believe you this one last time…. Now did you say something about a cupboard full of boxes of Cheerios?"

"You can't eat them all. You'll get fat."

"I knew it. You only want me for my body!"

"Not that again! Fine! Eat as many Cheerios as you want, but don't come crying to me if we run out."

"Yay!"

"Dray! Wait."

"What is it, Harry?"

"You love me more than Cheerios, don't you?"

"Yes. But it doesn't mean I'm going to share them."

OOOOOO

A/N: So tell me, how many of you thought that Harry had done a very mean thing? Please review. I am a review whore and I will love you forever, or until I forget, whichever comes first.