Slipping Free
Title: Slipping Free
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 fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ Belated birthday gift for vengence_on_ice, who asked for another installation of Slipping Under
♦ hp_creatures April prompts - midnight, freedom
Summary: Harry tries to reason with Draco.
Harry didn't know how long he remained in the Black Lake, cradled safely in Draco's arms while Draco kept him afloat with languid swishes of his tail. Eventually, Harry began to shiver.
"You need to get out of the water," said Draco.
"I'm f-fine," Harry insisted. His chattering teeth belied his statement.
"You're not fine," said Draco. "You're getting chilled, and both of us need to get some sleep. It must be close to midnight right now." He didn't wait for a response; Draco simply swept his powerful tail through the water and made quick progress towards the shore.
"I'm s-sorry," stammered Harry, clinging to Draco's neck while letting him do all the work.
"What do you have to be sorry for?" asked Draco.
"Hagrid told me you've b-been talking to the f-fish people for him," Harry replied. "I interrupted you."
"I wasn't out here to commune with the merfolk, Harry," said Draco. "I went for a swim because I wanted to."
By this time, they were near enough to shore that Harry was able to stand in the water. Even with his feet under him, however, he refused to relinquish his grip on Draco's wet, slick skin.
"Did you c-come out to clear your head?" Harry asked.
Draco looked away, eyes on the gentle lapping of the waves. "Swimming affords me a certain freedom that I don't get to experience otherwise," he admitted.
Harry knew that Draco was referring to freedom from all of his worries and cares, including his parents, his studies, and Harry himself. Harry settled for a stiff nod and stumbled out of the water. His erection had flagged some time ago, and he knew his prick wasn't going to perk up any time soon. Harry retrieved his wand and swept drying and warming charms over himself. He sighed in relief.
Draco flipped onto his back and slapped the water with his tail, splashing Harry and dousing him all over again.
"Oy!" cried Harry, shivering again.
Draco laughed and dove beneath the surface.
Harry recast the same charms and picked up his pants. He kept one eye on the water, hoping that Draco would reappear.
When Draco's sleek head popped up again, Harry called out to him. "Are you coming out of the water?"
"It's easier than coming in the water," Draco sassed.
Aaaand, Harry's cock was suddenly operational again.
"Harry, are you getting a stiffy?"
Harry held his pants in front of himself. "Nope," he denied, then quickly pulled his pants on.
Draco swam closer, then came striding out of the water. Harry never realized he'd transformed himself.
"Draco, don't," Harry tried. His heart broke when Draco halted and appeared confused. Harry tried to clarify. "If you've no intention of, er, coming with me, then please don't tease me."
Draco sighed and sat on the ground. "I want to, Harry," he confessed, "but I can't help but think we'll both end up getting hurt if we continue on as we have."
Harry finished dressing and tried to keep his eyes on Draco's face. "It hurts me now when you turn away from me."
Draco propped his elbows on his knees and cradled his head. "I don't know what to do, Harry. I want to be with you, but I don't want to disappoint my parents."
"I understand that, Draco, I do," said Harry, "but I'm asking you to let me help you work it out. Will you do that, Draco? Will you trust me?"
Draco bit his lip as he considered. He raised his head and met Harry's earnest gaze. "I trust you, Harry."
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 fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ Belated birthday gift for vengence_on_ice, who asked for another installation of Slipping Under
♦ hp_creatures April prompts - midnight, freedom
Summary: Harry tries to reason with Draco.
Harry didn't know how long he remained in the Black Lake, cradled safely in Draco's arms while Draco kept him afloat with languid swishes of his tail. Eventually, Harry began to shiver.
"You need to get out of the water," said Draco.
"I'm f-fine," Harry insisted. His chattering teeth belied his statement.
"You're not fine," said Draco. "You're getting chilled, and both of us need to get some sleep. It must be close to midnight right now." He didn't wait for a response; Draco simply swept his powerful tail through the water and made quick progress towards the shore.
"I'm s-sorry," stammered Harry, clinging to Draco's neck while letting him do all the work.
"What do you have to be sorry for?" asked Draco.
"Hagrid told me you've b-been talking to the f-fish people for him," Harry replied. "I interrupted you."
"I wasn't out here to commune with the merfolk, Harry," said Draco. "I went for a swim because I wanted to."
By this time, they were near enough to shore that Harry was able to stand in the water. Even with his feet under him, however, he refused to relinquish his grip on Draco's wet, slick skin.
"Did you c-come out to clear your head?" Harry asked.
Draco looked away, eyes on the gentle lapping of the waves. "Swimming affords me a certain freedom that I don't get to experience otherwise," he admitted.
Harry knew that Draco was referring to freedom from all of his worries and cares, including his parents, his studies, and Harry himself. Harry settled for a stiff nod and stumbled out of the water. His erection had flagged some time ago, and he knew his prick wasn't going to perk up any time soon. Harry retrieved his wand and swept drying and warming charms over himself. He sighed in relief.
Draco flipped onto his back and slapped the water with his tail, splashing Harry and dousing him all over again.
"Oy!" cried Harry, shivering again.
Draco laughed and dove beneath the surface.
Harry recast the same charms and picked up his pants. He kept one eye on the water, hoping that Draco would reappear.
When Draco's sleek head popped up again, Harry called out to him. "Are you coming out of the water?"
"It's easier than coming in the water," Draco sassed.
Aaaand, Harry's cock was suddenly operational again.
"Harry, are you getting a stiffy?"
Harry held his pants in front of himself. "Nope," he denied, then quickly pulled his pants on.
Draco swam closer, then came striding out of the water. Harry never realized he'd transformed himself.
"Draco, don't," Harry tried. His heart broke when Draco halted and appeared confused. Harry tried to clarify. "If you've no intention of, er, coming with me, then please don't tease me."
Draco sighed and sat on the ground. "I want to, Harry," he confessed, "but I can't help but think we'll both end up getting hurt if we continue on as we have."
Harry finished dressing and tried to keep his eyes on Draco's face. "It hurts me now when you turn away from me."
Draco propped his elbows on his knees and cradled his head. "I don't know what to do, Harry. I want to be with you, but I don't want to disappoint my parents."
"I understand that, Draco, I do," said Harry, "but I'm asking you to let me help you work it out. Will you do that, Draco? Will you trust me?"
Draco bit his lip as he considered. He raised his head and met Harry's earnest gaze. "I trust you, Harry."