Gravity [Part 20] (Harry/Draco; PG-13 [this part, R overall])
Title: Gravity [Part 20]
Author: _melodic_
Prompt used:
Word Count: ~480
Rating: PG-13 [this part, R overall]
Warning: Stupid amounts of UST.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry has a test of bravery.
Author's Notes: This is part 20 of a continuous story with 25 parts. Catch up with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, and Part 19.
Thank you so much to kerrilee75 for the beta!
It’s a perfectly clear evening and the stars shine brightly in the night sky like diamonds against crushed velvet. The moon glows vividly, lighting a clear path as they walk through a nearby park.
“That was maybe the best meal I’ve ever had,” Draco remarks happily, leaning into Harry as a gust of cold wind blows past them.
“It was pretty good,” Harry agrees.
“Pretty good?” Draco scoffs. “The food was delicious, the wine exquisite and the company divine.”
“Well, thank you.” Harry blushes.
“I was talking about myself, of course,” Draco teases.
“Git.” Harry chuckles, lightly pushing at Draco’s shoulder.
“Wow, that’s beautiful.” Harry follows Draco’s gaze, his eyes landing on a gorgeous frozen pond. The ice has a light layer of snow sprinkled here and there, sparkling in the light of the moon. “I haven’t gone ice skating in years.”
“Well, sadly you won’t be skating tonight.”
“Why not?” Draco pouts.
“Because,” Harry sputters. “Well, we don’t even have ice-skates.”
“You are a Wizard, aren’t you?” Draco rolls his eyes and pulls out his wand, transfiguring his and Harry’s shoes into skates. He stomps over to the pond and holds out a hand to Harry. “Come on.”
“I think I’ll just watch from over here.”
“Where’s your Gryffindor bravery? The ice is thick, it’s not going to crack.”
“It’s not that…” Harry trails off, looking down embarrassedly. “I don’t know how to skate.”
“Oh.” A delighted expression crosses over Draco’s face. “Well, I’ll just have to teach you.”
Harry grabs Draco’s hand, allowing him to pull Harry onto the ice. Harry holds on tightly as he slides onto the surface, his feet feeling as if they will give out any moment.
“I’m not sure about this,” Harry says nervously.
“You’ll be fine.” Draco pulls Harry slowly over the ice. “So you can battle dark wizards, swim underwater for hours and fly your broom beautifully but you can’t ice-skate, huh?”
“You think I fly beautifully?” Harry teases even as he flushes at the compliment.
“Oh, shut it.” Draco’s ears turn a lovely shade of pink.
They must spend at least twenty minutes out there, slowly gliding together on the slippery surface and speaking closely in hushed voices. Want and desire surge through Harry and he brims with the urge to confess all his feelings then and there.
“Come on, I’m getting cold.” Draco pulls Harry carefully off the ice, transfiguring their skates back into shoes.
Harry goes to take a step, but his feet are not yet accustomed to being on solid ground and he trips. Draco’s reflexes are quick and he catches Harry in an instant. Harry’s heart pounds as he looks up. His chest is pressed against Draco’s, the warmth of his body seeping through his heavy robes. Draco’s face is so close, his lips a mere inch away.
Harry takes a deep breath and leans in.
~*~*~
Continue with Part 21
Author: _melodic_
Prompt used:
Word Count: ~480
Rating: PG-13 [this part, R overall]
Warning: Stupid amounts of UST.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry has a test of bravery.
Author's Notes: This is part 20 of a continuous story with 25 parts. Catch up with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, and Part 19.
Thank you so much to kerrilee75 for the beta!
It’s a perfectly clear evening and the stars shine brightly in the night sky like diamonds against crushed velvet. The moon glows vividly, lighting a clear path as they walk through a nearby park.
“That was maybe the best meal I’ve ever had,” Draco remarks happily, leaning into Harry as a gust of cold wind blows past them.
“It was pretty good,” Harry agrees.
“Pretty good?” Draco scoffs. “The food was delicious, the wine exquisite and the company divine.”
“Well, thank you.” Harry blushes.
“I was talking about myself, of course,” Draco teases.
“Git.” Harry chuckles, lightly pushing at Draco’s shoulder.
“Wow, that’s beautiful.” Harry follows Draco’s gaze, his eyes landing on a gorgeous frozen pond. The ice has a light layer of snow sprinkled here and there, sparkling in the light of the moon. “I haven’t gone ice skating in years.”
“Well, sadly you won’t be skating tonight.”
“Why not?” Draco pouts.
“Because,” Harry sputters. “Well, we don’t even have ice-skates.”
“You are a Wizard, aren’t you?” Draco rolls his eyes and pulls out his wand, transfiguring his and Harry’s shoes into skates. He stomps over to the pond and holds out a hand to Harry. “Come on.”
“I think I’ll just watch from over here.”
“Where’s your Gryffindor bravery? The ice is thick, it’s not going to crack.”
“It’s not that…” Harry trails off, looking down embarrassedly. “I don’t know how to skate.”
“Oh.” A delighted expression crosses over Draco’s face. “Well, I’ll just have to teach you.”
Harry grabs Draco’s hand, allowing him to pull Harry onto the ice. Harry holds on tightly as he slides onto the surface, his feet feeling as if they will give out any moment.
“I’m not sure about this,” Harry says nervously.
“You’ll be fine.” Draco pulls Harry slowly over the ice. “So you can battle dark wizards, swim underwater for hours and fly your broom beautifully but you can’t ice-skate, huh?”
“You think I fly beautifully?” Harry teases even as he flushes at the compliment.
“Oh, shut it.” Draco’s ears turn a lovely shade of pink.
They must spend at least twenty minutes out there, slowly gliding together on the slippery surface and speaking closely in hushed voices. Want and desire surge through Harry and he brims with the urge to confess all his feelings then and there.
“Come on, I’m getting cold.” Draco pulls Harry carefully off the ice, transfiguring their skates back into shoes.
Harry goes to take a step, but his feet are not yet accustomed to being on solid ground and he trips. Draco’s reflexes are quick and he catches Harry in an instant. Harry’s heart pounds as he looks up. His chest is pressed against Draco’s, the warmth of his body seeping through his heavy robes. Draco’s face is so close, his lips a mere inch away.
Harry takes a deep breath and leans in.
~*~*~
Continue with Part 21