His hand grazes the blond's cheek, smiling from their post-coital bliss. "For a bloke who's been spoiled his entire life, you definitely don't bring it into the bedroom."
Draco smirks at the compliment. "I really wasn't that spoiled, Harry."
The brunet instantly laughs. "No, of course you weren't. You just always got your way because you were a perfect little angel. Especially with your father."
Draco smirks again, turning on his side so they're facing each other. "That's not being spoiled. It's being lucky," he replies.
"What luck? Having parents who dote on you every minute of the day?"
Draco laughs. "No, having a parent who forgets to lock his bedroom door when having an affair."
Harry's eyes widen in surprise, though he probably shouldn't be that shocked to learn Lucius wasn't a faithful husband. "I'm sorry. I had no idea."
He simply waves it off. "I basically already knew. That just confirmed it."
Harry frowns more. "So was it also luck how Snape always favored you the most in school?"
Draco laughs again. "Who do you think was in my father's bed?"