Harry entered the apartment hopeful, but it only took a few steps into the hallway to realise that the world is cruel and so is Draco; the moment he saw the two entangled in a kiss.<br/>"I swear to<span style="font-style: italic">God</span>, Draco," Harry instinctively exhaled, and the sound of his own voice surprised even him. Despise all of his anger and irritation, Harry's voice sounded exhausted, and as he stood in the hallway looking through the doorway to the kitchen, more than anything Harry seemed tired.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">How</span>am I being unreasonable when I ask you to keep it out of the<span style="font-style: italic">fucking</span>common areas?" Harry's eyes were fixated on Draco, barely acknowledging the presence of his teammate. Harry's lips had momentarily been parted as if he was going to continue, but seconds after finishing his question, he clenched his teeth, as the exhaustion slowly made way to his frustration.