It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas
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Title: It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas Follows O Christmas Tree
Author: enchanted_jae
Character(s): Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 435
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
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♦ Holiday Dove drabbles No. 157 - Be a little naughty with your nice for groolover
♦ Jae's Advent Drabbles No. 10 - Reindeer cookies - capitu
♦ newyearcntdown New Year's Countdown Challenge, Day 10
♦ adventdrabbles No. 10 - Homemade Christmas gifts
♦ dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge 2017 No. 10 - Christmas cookies
♦ slythindor100 25 Days of Draco and Harry Early Bird 10:
Summary: It's baking day.
Today was the big day...Baking Day.
Harry enjoyed baking, and he'd learned he enjoyed it far more when Draco was in the kitchen with him. He couldn't wait to begin making cookies and biscuits. Some would be donated to the bake sale, and others would be given away as homemade Christmas gifts. Of course, they would keep some of their tasty creations for themselves.
Harry sauntered into the kitchen, whereupon his happy smile slid off of his face. Draco had arrived before him, and he had boldly donned Harry's green apron, with the word Nice on it. Draco smirked and tossed the red Naughty one to Harry.
"I'm not the naughty one!" Harry protested.
"That pink atrocity in the parlor says otherwise," said Draco, glaring at him.
Harry couldn't help but laugh. "It looks beautiful in there," he said. "The purple snowflake decorations match the decor-"
"They clash with the decor!"
"...and the faeries are having a ball, flitting about the branches."
Draco glowered a moment longer. "I'll help you tie your apron around your neck, Harry."
"Hah!" scoffed Harry. "You just want to throttle me. Let's bake, and you can forget all about your beloved Pink Tree."
Draco let it go. "What are we making this year? I know Mum will want more of the chocolate crinkles, and the children like those melted snowman things."
Harry nodded. "We'll make those, along with some shortbread biscuits, Russian tea cookies, traditional, iced Christmas cookies, and I want to try making some reindeer cookies. I found a cookie stamp in the Christmas market."
"Alright Harry, let's do this."
"Okay. Wait, are we talking about baking or sex?"
~*~
Harry swiped at his damp forehead, inadvertently leaving a smear of flour behind. He grinned at Draco and thumbed a bit of icing off of Draco's chin. They stood there for a moment, admiring the fruits of their labor. The kitchen table, the center island, and each counter top was covered with treats. Of course, the kitchen looked like a war zone.
Harry sighed and reached for his wand. Draco stilled his hand.
"Let Kreacher clean up the mess," he said. "He'll grumble and complain, but he will secretly be thrilled to be of use."
"House-elves are strange," said Harry, removing his apron. "I could use a nap after this."
"Do you want to sleep or shag?" Draco murmured. "We can both be a little naughty with our nice."
Harry's flagging energy was abruptly renewed. "Let's shag and then have a nap," he suggested.
"An excellent idea," said Draco. "By the way, I'm wearing those mistletoe pants you gave me."
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