Blanket Hog Boyfriend
Title: Blanket Hog Boyfriend
Rating: PG 13
Word Count: 200
Team: Death Eaters
Summary: Harry complains in the middle of the night. Draco fixes it.
Author's notes: Written for dracoharry100's Challenge #352: Night.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This was written for fun, not profit.
Harry clenched his jaw as his covers were snatched yet again. That brought the grand total up to three times tonight. His blanket hog of a boyfriend slumbered peacefully beside him and that just clinched it. Harry sat up. If he couldn’t have a good night’s sleep then no one would.
“Oi,” he hissed, poking Draco in the ribs.
Draco merely sighed and turned around, dragging all the covers along.
Harry scowled and resumed his poking. “Wake up!”
Draco cracked a bleary eye open. “Whassamatter?”
“You’re hogging all the covers again, you prat!”
“Hm,” Draco replied, closing his eyes again.
****
Harry remained undeterred. He was in the right here after all. The least he deserved was a blanket in his own bed at night.
“Draco, for Godric’s sake! Give me my...”
His rant ended in a squeak of surprise when Draco turned around and draped himself over Harry’s chest. “There,” he slurred sleepily, nuzzling into Harry’s shoulder. “’Appy?”
Harry blinked. “Well, it’s not quite what I had in mind...”
“Shaddup an’ sleep,” Draco snapped. “Ruddy...tosser.”
In seconds, he was snoring again.
Harry gave up and gathered up his boyfriend.
He supposed a partial victory was better than none at all.
** Cross-posted to dracoharry100 **
Rating: PG 13
Word Count: 200
Team: Death Eaters
Summary: Harry complains in the middle of the night. Draco fixes it.
Author's notes: Written for dracoharry100's Challenge #352: Night.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This was written for fun, not profit.
Harry clenched his jaw as his covers were snatched yet again. That brought the grand total up to three times tonight. His blanket hog of a boyfriend slumbered peacefully beside him and that just clinched it. Harry sat up. If he couldn’t have a good night’s sleep then no one would.
“Oi,” he hissed, poking Draco in the ribs.
Draco merely sighed and turned around, dragging all the covers along.
Harry scowled and resumed his poking. “Wake up!”
Draco cracked a bleary eye open. “Whassamatter?”
“You’re hogging all the covers again, you prat!”
“Hm,” Draco replied, closing his eyes again.
****
Harry remained undeterred. He was in the right here after all. The least he deserved was a blanket in his own bed at night.
“Draco, for Godric’s sake! Give me my...”
His rant ended in a squeak of surprise when Draco turned around and draped himself over Harry’s chest. “There,” he slurred sleepily, nuzzling into Harry’s shoulder. “’Appy?”
Harry blinked. “Well, it’s not quite what I had in mind...”
“Shaddup an’ sleep,” Draco snapped. “Ruddy...tosser.”
In seconds, he was snoring again.
Harry gave up and gathered up his boyfriend.
He supposed a partial victory was better than none at all.
** Cross-posted to dracoharry100 **