Non-Magical!AU, fluff, smut, fake/pretend relationship hehe, enjoy reading! 😂
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Harry James Potter was enjoying his usual morning run around the park, clearing his mind off of work while doing his rounds when he saw an unfamiliar beautiful blond male around his age with a nice lean figure standing up, stretching himself. His feet haltered as he watched his back arched so gorgeously. His silky waist-long hair was pulled in a high ponytail. His plump arse in those booty shorts looked so sinful.
Feeling guilty and ashamed for ogling, he looked away and continued his run, finishing it off quickly so that he could go to the gym Dudley owned. He didn't notice the man looked at him as he passed by as well, looking intrigued.
A few weeks later, Harry hadn't seen the male at all until one day he went to work and Dudley introduced him. Harry stared with wide eyes, internally having a gay panic. "This is my cousin, Harry. Harry, this is Draco Malfoy. He's here cause he wanted to shape his body nicely. I wanted to assign you as his trainer. Think you can handle it?"
"I–" Harry blinked, looking at Dudley's knowing smirk to Draco's small smile. "Oh, okay. Uh, is he starting today? Cause at the moment I have to teach Teddy before I can focus on him."
Draco tilted his head slightly with a reassuring smile. "I don't mind waiting. I'd like to watch, if that's alright with you," he spoke softly. Harry felt his throat parched as his heart thudded against his chest rapidly. "Uh, yeah, sure. Come along then," he walked to the far corner, greeting the blue-haired teenager with a big green. "Ted!"
"Uncle Harry!" the younger laughed when Harry barrelled towards him into a tight hug. "You just saw me a few days ago, Uncle Harry," he teased. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd miss me."
Harry narrowed his eyes at the cheeky boy. "I would always miss my godson, Ted. You know I love spending time with you," he riffled the soft hair lightly. "So, how was school this week? Did you get into trouble again? I hope you're not giving your grandmother any more grey hairs than she's already having."
"Of course not, Harry! I'm 16! What makes you think I can't behave?" Teddy huffed before groaning at Harry's arched eyebrow. "Alright. Alright. I didn't get in much trouble, I swear!"
At Harry's disbelieving stare, Teddy whined childishly. "Ted, you know ut's hard for me to believe you when your father, your grandmother's cousin and my father were the utmost troublemakers in the history of that school. Having me as your godfather, who also gets in trouble on several occasions as well as having your best friend, who's parents also got in trouble with me, I'd be deadass lying if I didn't believe you little shit didn't get in trouble because of a prank."
"But it's true! I only helped Victoire throw glitter at the principal without attracting any attention to myself and surprisingly no one knows who did it because both of us had strong alibis!"
Harry facepalmed with a groan.
"My parents and I'd usually be affronted at such behaviour but for me, if the principal had a reason to be pranked so evilly, I'd tell your godfather that it's a good thing but coming from a man who'd been homeschooled for my entire life, I can't say much," said Draco amusedly from his spot on the floor, looking at them with mischievous eyes.
Teddy stared at the man with surprise. "Well, the principal said what Victoire wore were distracting the students and the teachers in the class. That pervert put a dress code on her because she was wearing shorts and a loose sweater that dropped off her left shoulder. So both of us sprinkled a never-ending pink purple glitter glue on him because of it."
Draco's grey eyes gleamed even when he frowned. "What kind of a walking and living disgrace you had in your school working as a principal nonetheless?"
