Mad
Title: Mad
Author:
littlefall_rain
Rating: PG
Summary: Pansy is mad. And hungry!- Just a bit of drabble, written for
roannaweenie!
EDIT: I can't unbold this for some reason... Sorry. Anyone know how I can fix this? I've tried 4 times... Gar.
Mad. Mad barely described her emotions right now.
Mad was how she felt when he didn’t make it to their wedding on time because his robe wasn’t pressed right.
Mad was what she felt like when he came home from work and didn’t kiss her hello.
Mad was how she felt when he brought home his co-workers without telling her before hand.
Mad was how she felt when he ate all her chocolate-covered-strawberries he bought her for Valentine’s day that she had longed for RIGHT NOW.
“Where are they?” She asked, bitterly as soon as he walked in threw the door.
“Gone.”
“I need those..”
“I’ll buy you more.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. Not matter how handsome he looked in his crisp, white shirt and tie, he was not getting away with this. “You better.”
A deep chuckle rose in his throat. “I’ll order you a new box tonight if it will make you happy.”
“It’ll take days for it to arrive, Draco.” She whined.
“It won’t take but a day.”
She stomped her foot impatiently. Boy was she grumpy. “You know, it’s your fault I want one so bad.”
“Me?” Draco blinked at her incredulously. “Don’t start telling me that you need chocolate because we haven’t--”
“I have food cravings.” She said, sharply.
“Do you want me to say sorry?”
“Yes. For eating my gift from you, of all people. Indian giver! And for causing me the stupid food cravings.”
“How is it my fault?”
“Food cravings, Draco!” When Draco still didn’t catch on, she took a tiny step forward, almost closing the space between them, and grabbed his hand with cold fingers. “This,” She started, wrapping her fingers under his and placing this hand just below her navel, smiling slightly, “is why.”
He didn’t need to ask, because Draco knew Pansy well enough. For the first time since he first realized he was in love with her, his heart gave a small jolt of happiness.
He lent down, wrapped his arms around his wife, and kissed the tip of her little nose.
“You’re going to be a father soon.”
Author:
littlefall_rain
Rating: PG
Summary: Pansy is mad. And hungry!- Just a bit of drabble, written for
roannaweenie!
EDIT: I can't unbold this for some reason... Sorry. Anyone know how I can fix this? I've tried 4 times... Gar.
Mad. Mad barely described her emotions right now.
Mad was how she felt when he didn’t make it to their wedding on time because his robe wasn’t pressed right.
Mad was what she felt like when he came home from work and didn’t kiss her hello.
Mad was how she felt when he brought home his co-workers without telling her before hand.
Mad was how she felt when he ate all her chocolate-covered-strawberries he bought her for Valentine’s day that she had longed for RIGHT NOW.
“Where are they?” She asked, bitterly as soon as he walked in threw the door.
“Gone.”
“I need those..”
“I’ll buy you more.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. Not matter how handsome he looked in his crisp, white shirt and tie, he was not getting away with this. “You better.”
A deep chuckle rose in his throat. “I’ll order you a new box tonight if it will make you happy.”
“It’ll take days for it to arrive, Draco.” She whined.
“It won’t take but a day.”
She stomped her foot impatiently. Boy was she grumpy. “You know, it’s your fault I want one so bad.”
“Me?” Draco blinked at her incredulously. “Don’t start telling me that you need chocolate because we haven’t--”
“I have food cravings.” She said, sharply.
“Do you want me to say sorry?”
“Yes. For eating my gift from you, of all people. Indian giver! And for causing me the stupid food cravings.”
“How is it my fault?”
“Food cravings, Draco!” When Draco still didn’t catch on, she took a tiny step forward, almost closing the space between them, and grabbed his hand with cold fingers. “This,” She started, wrapping her fingers under his and placing this hand just below her navel, smiling slightly, “is why.”
He didn’t need to ask, because Draco knew Pansy well enough. For the first time since he first realized he was in love with her, his heart gave a small jolt of happiness.
He lent down, wrapped his arms around his wife, and kissed the tip of her little nose.
“You’re going to be a father soon.”