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The Way These Days Seem to Go (And Go) by firethesound
If you’re looking for very sweet fic with a Harry who’s struggling after the war and takes up baking thanks to Molly:
"Harry’s brain went skipping merrily off on a lovely fantasy of Malfoy eating this and ending up with a little smudge of chocolate at the corner of his mouth. Harry would helpfully point it out to him, and Malfoy would try to wipe it away but it would still be there, and then Harry would murmur, Allow me, and lean in to kiss it away. Flushing a little, Harry shook off his thoughts before he could get too distracted."
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