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Title: Blank Space 64
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg, bickering
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:
♦ hogwarts365 Prompt No. 337 - fainted
Summary: There's always something new to argue about.
"I nearly fainted when George said how much that ruddy dragon would cost."
Draco reached over the arm of his chair and stroked the dragon's bright green neck. He smiled in satisfaction. "I can afford it."
"Draco, the babies will be terrified of that thing," Harry argued.
"It's adorable, not fierce," Draco countered. "Are you sure you're not just jealous?"
"Jealous of what?!"
"Of my dragon."
Harry's eyes rolled back so far that Draco was surprised he didn't do himself an injury. "I admit it," he drawled. "I have dragon envy."
"Hah! I knew it!"
Harry ignored Draco's jibe and studied the dragon from the safety of the sofa. "I wonder if George can find me a hippogriff like that."
"A hippogriff would frighten the children for sure," said Draco. He had never quite gotten over being attacked by one as a child, and he wanted no part of even a toy hippogriff in the house.
"Don't tell me you're still scared of hippogriffs."
"I am not afraid of hippogriffs!" Draco lied through his teeth.
"Good, I'll ring George tomorrow to see if he can order one for me," Harry announced with fiendish glee.
Draco clenched his jaw and refrained from starting a row. If Harry brought a manky hippogriff toy into the house, there were all manner of unfortunate accidents that could befall it, up to and including immolation.
"What do you plan to name it?" asked Harry, gesturing at the dragon.
Draco was pleased by the question and opened his mouth to share the dragon's name.
"How about Bippy?"
Draco's mouth hung open as he absorbed the horror. "Bippy?" he managed. "That's ridiculous."
"It has to be something the children can pronounce easily," said Harry. "Don't go naming it something absurd, like Constantinople."
"Abraxas isn't absurd!" Draco blurted.
"Hah! I knew it!" crowed Harry. "I reckoned you wanted to call it something snobbish."
"That's my middle name, you peasant!" Draco was seething by now.
"Huh. I forgot about that," mused Harry, stroking his chin.
Draco got angry for an entirely different reason. "How dare you forget your own husband's middle name?"
"Focus, Draco. We were discussing Bippy."
"My dragon's name is not Bippy!"
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Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mpreg, bickering
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:
♦ hogwarts365 Prompt No. 337 - fainted
Summary: There's always something new to argue about.
"I nearly fainted when George said how much that ruddy dragon would cost."
Draco reached over the arm of his chair and stroked the dragon's bright green neck. He smiled in satisfaction. "I can afford it."
"Draco, the babies will be terrified of that thing," Harry argued.
"It's adorable, not fierce," Draco countered. "Are you sure you're not just jealous?"
"Jealous of what?!"
"Of my dragon."
Harry's eyes rolled back so far that Draco was surprised he didn't do himself an injury. "I admit it," he drawled. "I have dragon envy."
"Hah! I knew it!"
Harry ignored Draco's jibe and studied the dragon from the safety of the sofa. "I wonder if George can find me a hippogriff like that."
"A hippogriff would frighten the children for sure," said Draco. He had never quite gotten over being attacked by one as a child, and he wanted no part of even a toy hippogriff in the house.
"Don't tell me you're still scared of hippogriffs."
"I am not afraid of hippogriffs!" Draco lied through his teeth.
"Good, I'll ring George tomorrow to see if he can order one for me," Harry announced with fiendish glee.
Draco clenched his jaw and refrained from starting a row. If Harry brought a manky hippogriff toy into the house, there were all manner of unfortunate accidents that could befall it, up to and including immolation.
"What do you plan to name it?" asked Harry, gesturing at the dragon.
Draco was pleased by the question and opened his mouth to share the dragon's name.
"How about Bippy?"
Draco's mouth hung open as he absorbed the horror. "Bippy?" he managed. "That's ridiculous."
"It has to be something the children can pronounce easily," said Harry. "Don't go naming it something absurd, like Constantinople."
"Abraxas isn't absurd!" Draco blurted.
"Hah! I knew it!" crowed Harry. "I reckoned you wanted to call it something snobbish."
"That's my middle name, you peasant!" Draco was seething by now.
"Huh. I forgot about that," mused Harry, stroking his chin.
Draco got angry for an entirely different reason. "How dare you forget your own husband's middle name?"
"Focus, Draco. We were discussing Bippy."
"My dragon's name is not Bippy!"
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