W is for Willow
Title: W is for Willow
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Foolhardiness
Word count: 270
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: gracerene
Summary: If Harry would only stop to listen...
"Where is this pond you were telling me about?" asked Harry. The day was hot, and he fancied a dip.
"Just ahead," said Draco. "Beyond that willow tree."
Harry drew up short. "That's not a whomping willow, is it?"
"No, Harry, it's a plain old, mundane willow tree."
"Fantastic," Harry sighed in relief. He shot Draco a sly grin. "Last one in is a rotten dragon egg!" Harry took off running for the pond.
"Harry, wait!" yelled Draco, to no avail.
With a whoop, Harry grabbed a handful of dangling willow branches and used them to launch himself over the surface of the pond. He let go at the height of his leap and splashed into the cool, clear water. He surfaced and shook wet hair out of his face. Harry's pleasure at his spontaneous swim dimmed when he heard an angry hiss from nearby.
"Harry, get out of the water!"
Harry turned his head to see a large white swan bearing down on him. It gave an angry honk and began buffeting Harry with its powerful wings. Harry yelped and half swam, half ran to the edge of the water. He clambered up the bank, enduring the indignity of having his bum nipped by the swan's beak.
Harry staggered over to Draco and collapsed in a heap on the ground. He glanced up in time to see his boyfriend's lips twitching with amusement.
"Don't you dare laugh at me," grumbled Harry.
Draco snickered. "Had you waited, I could have told you to stay out of the pond. Swans are very territorial."
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Foolhardiness
Word count: 270
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: gracerene
Summary: If Harry would only stop to listen...
"Where is this pond you were telling me about?" asked Harry. The day was hot, and he fancied a dip.
"Just ahead," said Draco. "Beyond that willow tree."
Harry drew up short. "That's not a whomping willow, is it?"
"No, Harry, it's a plain old, mundane willow tree."
"Fantastic," Harry sighed in relief. He shot Draco a sly grin. "Last one in is a rotten dragon egg!" Harry took off running for the pond.
"Harry, wait!" yelled Draco, to no avail.
With a whoop, Harry grabbed a handful of dangling willow branches and used them to launch himself over the surface of the pond. He let go at the height of his leap and splashed into the cool, clear water. He surfaced and shook wet hair out of his face. Harry's pleasure at his spontaneous swim dimmed when he heard an angry hiss from nearby.
"Harry, get out of the water!"
Harry turned his head to see a large white swan bearing down on him. It gave an angry honk and began buffeting Harry with its powerful wings. Harry yelped and half swam, half ran to the edge of the water. He clambered up the bank, enduring the indignity of having his bum nipped by the swan's beak.
Harry staggered over to Draco and collapsed in a heap on the ground. He glanced up in time to see his boyfriend's lips twitching with amusement.
"Don't you dare laugh at me," grumbled Harry.
Draco snickered. "Had you waited, I could have told you to stay out of the pond. Swans are very territorial."