Holiday drabbles day 4
Title: An Angel for Christmas
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, OFCs
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Fluff alert!
Word count: 415
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ adventdrabbles #4 - puppies and babies
★ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge #4 - family time
★ hd_seasons December prompts #4 - photo of a small dog in a red sweater
★ slythindor100 25 Days of Draco and Harry #4 - children sleeping by the Christmas tree
Summary: The girls wanted a puppy; they got an Angel instead.
Harry's hands were full, and he allowed the front door to bang shut behind him as he entered the house.
Draco immediately peered out of the family room and shushed Harry. "The girls are asleep," he said.
"They can't hear me from upstairs," said Harry, shifting his squirming bundle.
"They're asleep in here, by the tree," Draco told him. He joined Harry in the front hall. "Let's have a look at it, since I'm the one most likely to be caring for it," he sighed.
Harry had gone to a local shelter to adopt a puppy as a Christmas gift for their daughters. Sophie and Phoebe were now seven years old, and they had been hounding their fathers for a puppy since their birthdays in November. The girls weren't twins; Harry and Draco had discovered they were expecting within a few weeks of one another. Harry had carried Sophie, and Draco had borne Phoebe. Sophie was blonde and fair, while Phoebe was dark-haired. The only feature they shared was their blue eyes.
A furry muzzle poked out of Harry's coat, followed by a white and brown head.
"That's no puppy," said Draco. "It's a dog."
"I know," said Harry, "but there were already so many people at the shelter looking at the puppies, and I just couldn't resist her sweet face."
Draco unzipped his husband's coat, and the small dog wriggled free. She went into Draco's arms willingly and licked his chin. Draco made a half-hearted protest that sounded like a giggle. He held the dog out at arm's length. She really was adorable, and the shelter had sent her home in a festive red sweater.
"At least she's house broken, yeah?" Draco sighed.
Harry nodded. "House broken, leash trained, good with children-"
"What's her name?" asked Draco.
"They said her name was Angie," replied Harry. "However, I've been calling her Angel." He took the dog from Draco and carried her into the family room. Harry set her down and stepped back. The little dog approached the sleeping girls cautiously, her tail waving slowly behind her. She gave each girl a sniff, then settled down between them in their mound of blankets and pillows.
"What do you think of Angel?" Harry asked, hoping Draco would approve of the name.
Draco smiled at the cozy picture the dog made with his slumbering daughters. He beamed at Harry and said, "She's perfect."
A Carousel at Christmas
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, OFCs
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Fluff alert!
Word count: 415
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ adventdrabbles #4 - puppies and babies
★ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge #4 - family time
★ hd_seasons December prompts #4 - photo of a small dog in a red sweater
★ slythindor100 25 Days of Draco and Harry #4 - children sleeping by the Christmas tree
Summary: The girls wanted a puppy; they got an Angel instead.
Harry's hands were full, and he allowed the front door to bang shut behind him as he entered the house.
Draco immediately peered out of the family room and shushed Harry. "The girls are asleep," he said.
"They can't hear me from upstairs," said Harry, shifting his squirming bundle.
"They're asleep in here, by the tree," Draco told him. He joined Harry in the front hall. "Let's have a look at it, since I'm the one most likely to be caring for it," he sighed.
Harry had gone to a local shelter to adopt a puppy as a Christmas gift for their daughters. Sophie and Phoebe were now seven years old, and they had been hounding their fathers for a puppy since their birthdays in November. The girls weren't twins; Harry and Draco had discovered they were expecting within a few weeks of one another. Harry had carried Sophie, and Draco had borne Phoebe. Sophie was blonde and fair, while Phoebe was dark-haired. The only feature they shared was their blue eyes.
A furry muzzle poked out of Harry's coat, followed by a white and brown head.
"That's no puppy," said Draco. "It's a dog."
"I know," said Harry, "but there were already so many people at the shelter looking at the puppies, and I just couldn't resist her sweet face."
Draco unzipped his husband's coat, and the small dog wriggled free. She went into Draco's arms willingly and licked his chin. Draco made a half-hearted protest that sounded like a giggle. He held the dog out at arm's length. She really was adorable, and the shelter had sent her home in a festive red sweater.
"At least she's house broken, yeah?" Draco sighed.
Harry nodded. "House broken, leash trained, good with children-"
"What's her name?" asked Draco.
"They said her name was Angie," replied Harry. "However, I've been calling her Angel." He took the dog from Draco and carried her into the family room. Harry set her down and stepped back. The little dog approached the sleeping girls cautiously, her tail waving slowly behind her. She gave each girl a sniff, then settled down between them in their mound of blankets and pillows.
"What do you think of Angel?" Harry asked, hoping Draco would approve of the name.
Draco smiled at the cozy picture the dog made with his slumbering daughters. He beamed at Harry and said, "She's perfect."
A Carousel at Christmas