The View from the Unicorn
Title: The View from the Unicorn This is part of my Headmaster Harry verse.
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion, Draco's pov
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ Holiday Dove drabbles No. 166 - Find holiday magic in all things for hpfan88
♦ hp_creatures December prompt - steed
♦ hogwarts365 Prompt No. 272 - cookbooks
♦ dove_drabbles Prompt No. 75 - Find holiday magic in all things
Summary: Draco unwittingly flaunts his ass...ets.
Draco bent over to brush the snow away from the base of an elderberry tree. He was searching for a particular plant, the roots of which could be used in potions.
"Christmas comes early to Hogwarts."
Draco stood up and whirled, wand in hand. His heart was already pounding from being startled, and the sight before him didn't help matters.
Harry Potter was smirking at him from the back of a unicorn.
Draco gave himself a subtle pinch, sure he was dreaming. "Ouch," he muttered to himself. Potter and his steed remained not ten paces away.
"What are you doing, Professor Malfoy?" asked Potter.
Draco tucked his wand away. "I'm searching for ingredients, if you must know."
"For your cookbooks?"
"For potions, you dolt!"
Potter laughed. "I'm just winding you up, and that's Headmaster Dolt." He swung a leg over the unicorn's back and slid down. He spoke softly to the magical beast, then patted its flank and sent it on its way.
Draco's eyes narrowed. "Don't you have to be a virgin to ride a unicorn?"
"Pure of heart, not pure of body," Potter replied affably. He approached, sending Draco's heart racing again.
Draco cleared his throat. "What did you mean, Christmas comes early to Hogwarts?"
Potter grinned. "I try to find holiday magic in all things," he said. "The view from the unicorn was quite magical indeed."
Draco turned back to the trees and frowned, not seeing anything special there. "It's trees and snow, Potter."
"I wasn't talking about the trees and the snow."
Once Potter's meaning became clear, Draco felt his face flood with warmth, and the heat coiled lower, settling at his groin. Nevertheless, he was not about the encourage Headmaster Dolt.
"Don't you have something better to do than harass me?" Draco asked. He hoped he sounded gruff, not breathless.
"I'd prefer to shag you," Potter replied, stalking closer.
Draco's spine and cock stiffened, but he held his ground. "I'm busy, Headmaster."
"Don't be coy," said Potter. "We practically have the castle to ourselves. Let's celebrate by making merry in places we have yet to christen."
"..."
"Unless you prefer to shag out here?"
"Bugger off."
Potter smirked and pounced.
Missing Professor Malfoy
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Strong suggestion, Draco's pov
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ Holiday Dove drabbles No. 166 - Find holiday magic in all things for hpfan88
♦ hp_creatures December prompt - steed
♦ hogwarts365 Prompt No. 272 - cookbooks
♦ dove_drabbles Prompt No. 75 - Find holiday magic in all things
Summary: Draco unwittingly flaunts his ass...ets.
Draco bent over to brush the snow away from the base of an elderberry tree. He was searching for a particular plant, the roots of which could be used in potions.
"Christmas comes early to Hogwarts."
Draco stood up and whirled, wand in hand. His heart was already pounding from being startled, and the sight before him didn't help matters.
Harry Potter was smirking at him from the back of a unicorn.
Draco gave himself a subtle pinch, sure he was dreaming. "Ouch," he muttered to himself. Potter and his steed remained not ten paces away.
"What are you doing, Professor Malfoy?" asked Potter.
Draco tucked his wand away. "I'm searching for ingredients, if you must know."
"For your cookbooks?"
"For potions, you dolt!"
Potter laughed. "I'm just winding you up, and that's Headmaster Dolt." He swung a leg over the unicorn's back and slid down. He spoke softly to the magical beast, then patted its flank and sent it on its way.
Draco's eyes narrowed. "Don't you have to be a virgin to ride a unicorn?"
"Pure of heart, not pure of body," Potter replied affably. He approached, sending Draco's heart racing again.
Draco cleared his throat. "What did you mean, Christmas comes early to Hogwarts?"
Potter grinned. "I try to find holiday magic in all things," he said. "The view from the unicorn was quite magical indeed."
Draco turned back to the trees and frowned, not seeing anything special there. "It's trees and snow, Potter."
"I wasn't talking about the trees and the snow."
Once Potter's meaning became clear, Draco felt his face flood with warmth, and the heat coiled lower, settling at his groin. Nevertheless, he was not about the encourage Headmaster Dolt.
"Don't you have something better to do than harass me?" Draco asked. He hoped he sounded gruff, not breathless.
"I'd prefer to shag you," Potter replied, stalking closer.
Draco's spine and cock stiffened, but he held his ground. "I'm busy, Headmaster."
"Don't be coy," said Potter. "We practically have the castle to ourselves. Let's celebrate by making merry in places we have yet to christen."
"..."
"Unless you prefer to shag out here?"
"Bugger off."
Potter smirked and pounced.
Missing Professor Malfoy