Birthday!gift: Bed Rest
Title: Bed Rest
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 575
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for salviag, whose prompt was puzzle.
Summary: Harry would rather do something else in bed than rest.
Draco entered Harry's bedroom with a smile on his face and a package in his hands. "I've brought you something," he announced in a cheerful voice.
"Unless you've brought my Auror robes, I don't want it," sneered Harry.
Draco kept up his pleasant demeanor with an obvious effort. "Harry, you know very well the Healers said you need bed rest for the next few days," he reminded his partner. "The spell damage was more extensive than you realize."
"I'll go barking mad if I have to remain in bed much longer," Harry huffed. His eyes turned calculating. "Unless-"
"Absolutely not," Draco cut him off, ears turning pink. Harry had been trying to get Draco in bed for months.
Harry flung himself back against his pillows in a full-blown sulk. "Then I shall surely go mad," he lamented.
"Oh, do stop pouting," Draco scolded. "I brought this to keep you occupied." He handed the package to Harry.
Harry accepted it with a sigh of resignation and removed the wrapping paper. "It's...a puzzle," he commented, turning the box over to look at the picture on the front.
"It's a puzzle of a griffin," Draco said. "I thought you would enjoy that."
"..."
"Stop scowling at me," Draco said, growing cross. "Someone will be in to check on you later, and I'll come back at lunch time to see how you're doing. For now, I need to go to the Ministry," he added as he reached the door. "Someone has to save the world."
~*~
Harry's brow furrowed as he turned the puzzle piece in his hand, trying to determine where it went. The puzzle was proving much more complicated than he had anticipated, but that was because the ruddy picture kept moving. The image on each piece had remained inert until it was placed within the puzzle. At that point, the images began to move. Leaves swayed in an imaginary breeze, clouds scudded across the sky, and the griffin flicked its tail and shifted its paws. Harry was both charmed and irritated. The moving image certainly raised the challenge level. So intent was Harry on his project that he didn't notice Draco had entered the bedroom until his partner cleared his throat.
"Oh, hello, Draco."
"Are you having fun?" teased Draco.
"The puzzle is fascinating," Harry admitted. "I was surprised when the image began to move."
"What did you expect?" Draco asked. "It's a magical puzzle, after all."
Harry nodded absently. "Are there any exciting cases on our docket?" he wondered. Draco hesitated a moment too long, and Harry groaned. "I knew it."
"There's nothing in our case load that the rest of the department can't handle without you," insisted Draco. "Have some faith in your fellow Aurors."
Harry threw his head back against the pillow, wishing it were more solid. "You could at least try to cheer me up," he muttered.
"Oh? And what do you suggest?"
"A blow job would be brilliant," Harry grinned.
Draco's face flushed even as his chin lifted. "Perhaps when you're feeling better," he sniffed.
Harry's jaw dropped. He had expected to be rebuffed, and he was now rendered speechless. Before Harry could articulate a response, his partner had sauntered out the door. Harry was left both frustrated and hopeful. Draco Malfoy was the real puzzle Harry hoped to solve.
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 575
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for salviag, whose prompt was puzzle.
Summary: Harry would rather do something else in bed than rest.
Draco entered Harry's bedroom with a smile on his face and a package in his hands. "I've brought you something," he announced in a cheerful voice.
"Unless you've brought my Auror robes, I don't want it," sneered Harry.
Draco kept up his pleasant demeanor with an obvious effort. "Harry, you know very well the Healers said you need bed rest for the next few days," he reminded his partner. "The spell damage was more extensive than you realize."
"I'll go barking mad if I have to remain in bed much longer," Harry huffed. His eyes turned calculating. "Unless-"
"Absolutely not," Draco cut him off, ears turning pink. Harry had been trying to get Draco in bed for months.
Harry flung himself back against his pillows in a full-blown sulk. "Then I shall surely go mad," he lamented.
"Oh, do stop pouting," Draco scolded. "I brought this to keep you occupied." He handed the package to Harry.
Harry accepted it with a sigh of resignation and removed the wrapping paper. "It's...a puzzle," he commented, turning the box over to look at the picture on the front.
"It's a puzzle of a griffin," Draco said. "I thought you would enjoy that."
"..."
"Stop scowling at me," Draco said, growing cross. "Someone will be in to check on you later, and I'll come back at lunch time to see how you're doing. For now, I need to go to the Ministry," he added as he reached the door. "Someone has to save the world."
~*~
Harry's brow furrowed as he turned the puzzle piece in his hand, trying to determine where it went. The puzzle was proving much more complicated than he had anticipated, but that was because the ruddy picture kept moving. The image on each piece had remained inert until it was placed within the puzzle. At that point, the images began to move. Leaves swayed in an imaginary breeze, clouds scudded across the sky, and the griffin flicked its tail and shifted its paws. Harry was both charmed and irritated. The moving image certainly raised the challenge level. So intent was Harry on his project that he didn't notice Draco had entered the bedroom until his partner cleared his throat.
"Oh, hello, Draco."
"Are you having fun?" teased Draco.
"The puzzle is fascinating," Harry admitted. "I was surprised when the image began to move."
"What did you expect?" Draco asked. "It's a magical puzzle, after all."
Harry nodded absently. "Are there any exciting cases on our docket?" he wondered. Draco hesitated a moment too long, and Harry groaned. "I knew it."
"There's nothing in our case load that the rest of the department can't handle without you," insisted Draco. "Have some faith in your fellow Aurors."
Harry threw his head back against the pillow, wishing it were more solid. "You could at least try to cheer me up," he muttered.
"Oh? And what do you suggest?"
"A blow job would be brilliant," Harry grinned.
Draco's face flushed even as his chin lifted. "Perhaps when you're feeling better," he sniffed.
Harry's jaw dropped. He had expected to be rebuffed, and he was now rendered speechless. Before Harry could articulate a response, his partner had sauntered out the door. Harry was left both frustrated and hopeful. Draco Malfoy was the real puzzle Harry hoped to solve.