Dog Days

Published: 7/30/2025

Malfoy was making homemade bread. What the F is wrong with him? Harry wondered, watching him with his head tilted. The no magic thing... okay... fine, but making bread? Malfoy? And he was badly singing muggle pop-rock songs while doing it... including Alanis Morissette and No Doubt. Again, the fuck?

But when Malfoy started singing, "I want it that way...," Harry just started barking. Enough was enough!

"What?" Draco said, turning the music off.

Harry let off a whiny bark and looked at the offending jukebox. Malfoy did, too, and looked at him, confused.

"You don't like the song?" he guessed, looking very confused.

Harry growled and lowered his front paws like he wanted to play. Draco still looked back to the CD player and back to him. Finally, he sighed and left the bread loaf.

"I suppose I can take a break," he said, and chased him around the house.

Harry was thrilled for the attention and zoomed around the house, his paws giving him speed. But Malfoy made him change direction and almost grabbed him, but he missed at the last second. Harry barked happily that Malfoy was giving it all. The git was fast, like only a seeker could be. Harry wanted to really stretch his legs and went through the dog door. He turned and pitter-pattered on the deck, hoping Malfoy would join him outside.

Draco did, opening the door. He checked his watch. "Alright... we got twenty to let it rise." Then he took off his shirt and tied his trainers tighter.

Harry whined happily, near bouncing on his feet in excitement.

"Alright... no tripping me, got it?"

Harry was ready to bolt.

Draco smirked and leaned down into sprint mode. "Ready? Go!"

Harry leapt off the deck and heard Draco following. Damn! He was fast for a human, but not fast enough! Harry tore across the yard to the back fence and back to Draco, who tried to catch him. Harry slipped right under his arms as Harry made another loop. Draco followed, teasing him.

"I'm gonna get you! I'm gonna get you!"

Harry was in full run mode, really letting his legs fly as he circled the yard, coming as close to Draco as he could. Draco almost got him, but he slipped away, barking happily. He ran circles around him over and over, but his human kept trying. Finally, Harry turned and lowered his front legs to the ground, ready to bolt as soon as Draco ran at him. Draco smirked and quickly lunged, but only Draco's fingers grazed his back.

"Tag, you're it!" he called and ran away from him.

Harry barked in response and did a U-turn. Malfoy ran for the deck, trying to escape. Harry sprinted at him like a missile, gaining on him quickly. Was he trying to go indoors? No! Harry lunged up onto the deck without touching the steps, but Malfoy changed his direction at the last second and used his hands to brace himself on the railing as he vaulted over it. Harry had to skid to a stop and saw Malfoy land clean and start running away.

Harry changed direction and followed him over the railing as Malfoy ran back to the steps and up, again, to do the jump off again. Damn him. Harry stopped at the bottom of the steps and turned back just as Draco leapt over the railing again. Harry waited until he landed, then he jumped and tackled him to the ground.

"Whooh! Holy Merlin!" Draco grunted as he was on his back with Harry on top of him. They both were panting hard. "You got me!"

Harry proceeded to lick his face in victory.

"Gawww! Stop! You won!"

Harry whined and wagged his tail.

"Come on, get off. Let me up!"

Harry complied and danced around him, happily.

Draco petted his head. "I don't think I can outrun a dog. Been a while since I did that," he breathed. "I was too restless when I got out. Running kinda... cleared my head. Oh, I know! We need some of those obstacles the police dogs used."

Yes! Harry let out a shrieking whine and wagged his tail happily. He was so excited that day when he saw their course from the car window. He zoomed back and forth a bit, whining.

"I take that as a yes! But not today. Come on, back inside."

Harry dropped his ears, and he followed Draco inside. Malfoy put his shirt on the counter and washed his hands and arms. Then he folded the bread dough again and put it into a bread machine. He rewashed his hands and grabbed his shirt.

"It's got to prove for an hour. Time to shower. Try not to be a menace and make a mess. We got company tonight."

Harry tilted his head and followed. Draco stripped by his laundry basket and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door. Harry heard the shower start, and Draco got in. He looked down and realized that he was dirty from running around in the grass and weeds, too. He smirked as well as a dog could and opened the door with his paw. Malfoy was making content noises, maybe from the shower, maybe from something else.

Harry snorted and went to the back of the shower curtain and stepped right in. Draco was facing the shower head, but turned as he heard Harry's nails.

"Dog! What the hell, Potter!" Draco said, actually covering himself. "You can't just... what the hell!"

Harry whined and sat down, looking at him, victorious. Draco never lounged around naked, Harry only got glances while he changed, so he hadn't really seen all of him. Malfoy was a fit bloke, that was for sure. He ate extremely healthy and was agile. The run in the yard proved that.

"Damn it, Potter! Now the house is going to smell like wet dog. You better not get out of this tub until I get you dry, or you're in big trouble. Fuck... what the hell is that Scent Charm?" Draco fretted.

Harry was trying to be helpful. He was dirty and he figured Draco needed him clean. He whined. Draco still petted his head. He reached over and grabbed the dog shampoo.

"Well, come here into the spray to get you properly wet," he grunted.

Harry complied, and after he was wet, Draco pushed him back out of it and rubbed him down with the shampoo. Harry liked Draco naked a lot better when he did this. He licked Draco's face as he massaged in the soap around his neck.

"You're one big gay dog. But you lick me down there and you're getting a whack."

Harry smirked at the idea, but he still respected his boundary. He wasn't remotely interested in trying that kind of stuff as a dog. Looking was fun, though.

Malfoy rinsed him off and then did his own body and hair, while Harry sat at the back of the tub and waited. Malfoy turned off the water and wrang out his long hair.

"Stay!" Draco ordered as he opened the curtain.

Harry complied and happily watched Draco dry off with a towel and then wrapped it around his waist. He pulled his wand out and dried Harry with it. He levitated him out and set him down on a towel he had placed on the floor. Draco told him to stay and proceeded to towel-dry him, too. Evidently, he didn't trust his magic enough. Then he cleaned him with a wand, but he couldn't figure out the Scent Charm, though.

Draco sighed. "I think I got some candles. That should do it. Please stay off the couch until you're really dry, okay? Go on, get," he said, still annoyed, and then started to brush and put human hair care products in.

Harry stayed anyway and watched Draco apply various hair cremes and use a blow dryer. He put lotion on his skin, making it smooth and soft. He also lightly sprayed some cologne. It was a pleasant smell. Draco went to his room and got on the nicest clothes that Harry had seen him wear. Appearances. He watched from the loo door as he got dressed. Draco petted his head as he walked back into the loo and lit a "Japanese Cherry Blossom" candle.

Soon, the house started to smell nice and floral, and Draco wasn't mad at him anymore.

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