Belated birthday drabble, and Challenge #68 for slythindor100
Title: Coming Here
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mild suggestion
Word count: 350
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a belated birthday gift for melmoe1, whose prompt was So, you're staying?. I also used the current prompt for slythindor100 Challenge #68, which was to use at least one line of these lyrics from Poe.
Summary: Draco is back, and this time he says it's for good.
When Harry opened the door to his flat to see his on-again-off-again lover standing there looking sheepish, his emotions ran the gamut of amusement, surprise, and annoyance. Without a word, he stood back and allowed Draco to enter. "Well?" he demanded quietly.
"It's amazing to me, but I can't seem to say what I'm doing here," Draco shrugged.
His comment served to bring Harry's annoyance to the forefront. "In need of a good shag, are you?" he asked tetchily.
Draco's frown was just shy of a pout. "Don't be like that, Harry," he cajoled. "Coming here today was one of the most difficult things I've ever done."
"You've come here often enough," Harry said softly, placing particular emphasis on the verb.
A light flush added color to Draco's cheeks. "Yes," he agreed, chin lifting as if daring Harry to make fun of him again, "but this time, I've brought my things." At that, he emptied his pockets of several shrunken suitcases, then stood back and returned them to normal size.
Harry stared at the bags in wonder, throat tight with the implication they represented. Lifting his eyes to Draco, he whispered, "So, you're staying?"
Draco bit his lip nervously, then replied, "Yes, Harry. I'd like to stay...if you'll let me, that is."
Harry ached to take him in his arms, but he had to be sure. "You're no longer going to obsess about what your family thinks, or stress about my friends?"
"I wish it could be that easy, but I can't just turn it off like a muggle switch," Draco said quietly, staring at the floor. "I'm willing to work through things, however, and I believe I can handle it with your support." He raised imploring gray eyes to his lover. "What do you say?"
The joyous smile that Harry had been trying to contain broke free as he replied, "I say, let's unpack your belongings and put them away, after we've given the bed a good workout."
Cross-posted to slythindor100
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mild suggestion
Word count: 350
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a belated birthday gift for melmoe1, whose prompt was So, you're staying?. I also used the current prompt for slythindor100 Challenge #68, which was to use at least one line of these lyrics from Poe.
Summary: Draco is back, and this time he says it's for good.
When Harry opened the door to his flat to see his on-again-off-again lover standing there looking sheepish, his emotions ran the gamut of amusement, surprise, and annoyance. Without a word, he stood back and allowed Draco to enter. "Well?" he demanded quietly.
"It's amazing to me, but I can't seem to say what I'm doing here," Draco shrugged.
His comment served to bring Harry's annoyance to the forefront. "In need of a good shag, are you?" he asked tetchily.
Draco's frown was just shy of a pout. "Don't be like that, Harry," he cajoled. "Coming here today was one of the most difficult things I've ever done."
"You've come here often enough," Harry said softly, placing particular emphasis on the verb.
A light flush added color to Draco's cheeks. "Yes," he agreed, chin lifting as if daring Harry to make fun of him again, "but this time, I've brought my things." At that, he emptied his pockets of several shrunken suitcases, then stood back and returned them to normal size.
Harry stared at the bags in wonder, throat tight with the implication they represented. Lifting his eyes to Draco, he whispered, "So, you're staying?"
Draco bit his lip nervously, then replied, "Yes, Harry. I'd like to stay...if you'll let me, that is."
Harry ached to take him in his arms, but he had to be sure. "You're no longer going to obsess about what your family thinks, or stress about my friends?"
"I wish it could be that easy, but I can't just turn it off like a muggle switch," Draco said quietly, staring at the floor. "I'm willing to work through things, however, and I believe I can handle it with your support." He raised imploring gray eyes to his lover. "What do you say?"
The joyous smile that Harry had been trying to contain broke free as he replied, "I say, let's unpack your belongings and put them away, after we've given the bed a good workout."
Cross-posted to slythindor100