Where The Heart Is
Title: Where The Heart Is
Author: elleian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 318
Prompt: "I'm out of it for a little while and everybody gets delusions of grandeur!" from this week's AWDT
Disclaimer: Unless otherwise stated, everything is owned by JK Rowling, Warner Brothers, etc. I do not make any money from this and I have no intent to infringe anyone’s copyright.
When Draco entered the house that he shared with Harry he could hear the sound of voices coming from the dining room and the smell of spices drifted towards him. Dropping his suitcase by the front door, he went to investigate.
“Draco!” He had barely stepped foot in the room before Harry launched himself at Draco. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back!” Draco didn’t have a chance to respond, though, as Harry planted a sound kiss on his lips.
“Hi,” said Hermione when the two came up for air and when Draco surveyed the room, Ron also offered his greetings.
Arching an eyebrow, Draco commented, “Nice setup you’ve got here. I’m out of it for a little while and everybody gets delusions of grandeur! Why, may I ask, did you feel the need to set out our china for a takeaway Indian?”
“Hermione insisted we dish everything up properly,” Harry said, glancing at the cutlery and platters on the table. Blushing a little, he continued, “They were trying to cheer me up. I didn’t think you were coming back for another week…”
“And we haven’t heard the end of it ever since you left,” Ron butted in.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Why didn’t you Floo me? Or owl me, even? I was in America, not the Bermuda Triangle!”
“Didn’t want you to think I was being clingy,” Harry mumbled.
Draco sighed and wrapped his arms around his partner. “You’re so dense sometimes,” he told Harry. “I missed you too, you know. That’s why I’m home now. My boss got sick of me complaining.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
A rather smug smile was starting to grow on Harry’s face.
“Oh, shut up,” Draco said irritably.
A rather large belch interrupted the moment.
“Ron!” Hermione scolded.
“Sorry,” he said, looking not the least bit contrite. “Want an onion bhajee?”
Draco shook his head. It was good to be home.
Comments are always welcome!
Author: elleian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 318
Prompt: "I'm out of it for a little while and everybody gets delusions of grandeur!" from this week's AWDT
Disclaimer: Unless otherwise stated, everything is owned by JK Rowling, Warner Brothers, etc. I do not make any money from this and I have no intent to infringe anyone’s copyright.
When Draco entered the house that he shared with Harry he could hear the sound of voices coming from the dining room and the smell of spices drifted towards him. Dropping his suitcase by the front door, he went to investigate.
“Draco!” He had barely stepped foot in the room before Harry launched himself at Draco. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back!” Draco didn’t have a chance to respond, though, as Harry planted a sound kiss on his lips.
“Hi,” said Hermione when the two came up for air and when Draco surveyed the room, Ron also offered his greetings.
Arching an eyebrow, Draco commented, “Nice setup you’ve got here. I’m out of it for a little while and everybody gets delusions of grandeur! Why, may I ask, did you feel the need to set out our china for a takeaway Indian?”
“Hermione insisted we dish everything up properly,” Harry said, glancing at the cutlery and platters on the table. Blushing a little, he continued, “They were trying to cheer me up. I didn’t think you were coming back for another week…”
“And we haven’t heard the end of it ever since you left,” Ron butted in.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Why didn’t you Floo me? Or owl me, even? I was in America, not the Bermuda Triangle!”
“Didn’t want you to think I was being clingy,” Harry mumbled.
Draco sighed and wrapped his arms around his partner. “You’re so dense sometimes,” he told Harry. “I missed you too, you know. That’s why I’m home now. My boss got sick of me complaining.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
A rather smug smile was starting to grow on Harry’s face.
“Oh, shut up,” Draco said irritably.
A rather large belch interrupted the moment.
“Ron!” Hermione scolded.
“Sorry,” he said, looking not the least bit contrite. “Want an onion bhajee?”
Draco shook his head. It was good to be home.
Comments are always welcome!