Take the Cake
Title: Take the Cake
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, ocs
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion
Word count: 750
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for alisanne, using the prompts carrot, parchment, twist. This is part of my Pony!Draco verse.
Summary: Harry convinces "Drapple" to give rides to the orphans.
"In an unexpected twist, it's the great Harry Potter who is sitting gingerly on his chair this morning."
Harry raised his eyes from the Daily Prophet, glared at his boyfriend, then adjusted his specs with two fingers.
Draco caught the rude gesture and huffed with laughter. "Was I too rough on you?" he simpered.
Harry snorted. "I can take anything you can dish out, you fop."
"A fop, am I?" growled Draco. "You're simply angry that you lost that ridiculous foot race and had to offer your arse up as a result."
Harry didn't bother to deny it. "You cheated," he accused.
"I improvised."
"Slytherin," Harry hissed. It was the worst insult he could formulate at the moment.
Draco's answering laughter was interrupted by an owl pecking at their kitchen window. He opened the window and allowed the bird to fly inside. Draco removed the parchment from its leg and absently fed the owl a treat.
"What is it?" asked Harry.
"It's a message from the orphanage," Draco replied. His eyes shifted to the side, and he crumpled the parchment. "They, erm, they'd like you make a donation."
Harry's eyes narrowed. "Accio, parchment!" he called.
Draco squawked as the parchment flew from his hand and straight into Harry's. "Give that back!"
Harry fended his boyfriend off as he read the message for himself. "A donation?" he scoffed. "You should be ashamed of yourself."
Draco's lower lip jutted out. "I won't do it," he said, sounding mulish.
Harry fought a grin. This would take some careful coaxing on his part. "All they're asking is if I would be so kind as to bring my wonderful pony to the orphanage again for a little girl's birthday party. A little, orphaned girl, Draco. How could you possibly say no to that?"
"Simple," snapped Draco. "No."
"I'll make it worth your while," tried Harry.
Draco straightened from his slouch. "Yeah?"
"I'll give you a carrot," teased Harry. "Ouch!" he bleated when Draco bounced a spoon off of his head. "Alright, alright, what would you like?"
Draco's expression turned sly. "I may be convinced to give the little snotgoblins rides, so long as I can ride you when we get home."
Harry's arse twinged, but his prick liked the idea. He sighed and resigned himself to taking one for the team.
~*~
Harry led his fat, dappled pony down the lane to the orphanage. Children poured from the front door and raced to meet them halfway. Harry's happy smile wilted when he heard their cries of delight.
"Drapple!"
"Drapple is here!"
"I have a carrot for you, Drapple!"
Draco shoved at Harry with his head and neighed in laughter. Harry smacked his rump and muttered, "You won't think it's so funny when they get their sticky little fingers all over your mane."
Draco tossed his head and stamped one hind hoof, but when the children swarmed him with their sticky little fingers, he held still and tolerated the abuse. He even ate the carrot that one little ginger boy offered him.
Harry located the birthday girl and hoisted her onto Draco's back. "Take hold of his mane and hang on tight," Harry told her. He led Draco in a large, slow circle in front of the orphanage, under the watchful eyes of Mrs Anderson.
By the time each child had a ride, it was nearly evening. Mrs Anderson thanked Harry for bringing Drapple by, and she offered him a piece of birthday cake. Well, there was no way Harry was going to say no to cake. He left Draco outside while he went indoors for a treat. When Harry came back out, Draco's ears flattened.
Harry tried to pick up Draco's lead and avoid his boyfriend's large teeth at the same time. It was no use. Draco's head snaked forward, and he got in a stinging nip before Harry was able to leap out of the way. He tugged gently on the lead.
"Come on," said Harry. "As soon as we're out of sight, you can change back, and we'll Apparate home. I expect you'll be wanting your reward."
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Harry and Draco Apparated into their home. Draco still appeared sullen and moody.
"I'm sorry I left you outside for so long," said Harry. "Let's go shag." When Draco didn't immediately follow, Harry paused and turned back. "Don't you want your reward now?"
Draco glared at him. "I'd rather have had a piece of birthday cake."
Bake the Cake