Fic Rec: Weekenders - by Carpemermaid.
Title: Weekenders
Author: carpemermaid
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~9500
Warnings: (More like content): flirting, UST, a hint of mutual pining, bookish Draco, a weekend road trip in Muggle style, James Bond references, bed & breakfast stays, board games, karaoke, beach towns, sharing a room, kissing, getting together
Summary: As the newly appointed Head of Muggle Liaison, Draco needs more than just knowledge he’s gained from a book to do his job. Potter offers Draco a hands-on experience of Muggle living in the form of a weekend road trip. He doesn’t mention that they’re going to be going full-Muggle, with Potter driving his Muggle sports car.
Why I loved it:Draco is just so adorable in this. He's like this perfect little Ministry wizard who wants to learn Muggle things but he's also totally crushing on Harry without even realizing it. And then there's Harry who gets *obviously* jealous of Draco checking out lead singer of the band and still doesn't pipe up about it. He's patient, and just absolutely darling. And there's all this touching, and holding each other, and walking drunk. Ah!! Just all the cuteness! You should read it.
Excerpt:
“Did you pick a place to eat?” Draco asked innocently, looking at Potter from the corner of his eye. He bit down on a satisfied smirk when Potter eyed him appreciatively, not so subtly checking him out.
“I did. There’s a nearby inn we can eat at, and then if you’d like to go out there are cocktail lounges and a nightclub,” Potter said, his voice sounding slightly out of breath. His eyes were glued to Draco’s pale chest as he did up his trousers. Draco held off on putting on his shirt until he had his hair dried and coiffed. Potter’s eyes tracked his movements. There was a certain sensual intimacy to letting someone watch as he dressed. He liked the feeling of Potter’s eyes on him as he buttoned up his shirt with nimble fingers. He imagined it would feel even better to have him undress him. He ducked his head to hide his blush. Draco finally finished getting ready, and turned to face him.
“All ready,” he said with a flourished gesture of his hand. Potter nodded dumbly, licking his lips.
“Right. Yes,” Potter said, clearing his throat. “Let’s go.”
Author: carpemermaid
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~9500
Warnings: (More like content): flirting, UST, a hint of mutual pining, bookish Draco, a weekend road trip in Muggle style, James Bond references, bed & breakfast stays, board games, karaoke, beach towns, sharing a room, kissing, getting together
Summary: As the newly appointed Head of Muggle Liaison, Draco needs more than just knowledge he’s gained from a book to do his job. Potter offers Draco a hands-on experience of Muggle living in the form of a weekend road trip. He doesn’t mention that they’re going to be going full-Muggle, with Potter driving his Muggle sports car.
Why I loved it:Draco is just so adorable in this. He's like this perfect little Ministry wizard who wants to learn Muggle things but he's also totally crushing on Harry without even realizing it. And then there's Harry who gets *obviously* jealous of Draco checking out lead singer of the band and still doesn't pipe up about it. He's patient, and just absolutely darling. And there's all this touching, and holding each other, and walking drunk. Ah!! Just all the cuteness! You should read it.
Excerpt:
“Did you pick a place to eat?” Draco asked innocently, looking at Potter from the corner of his eye. He bit down on a satisfied smirk when Potter eyed him appreciatively, not so subtly checking him out.
“I did. There’s a nearby inn we can eat at, and then if you’d like to go out there are cocktail lounges and a nightclub,” Potter said, his voice sounding slightly out of breath. His eyes were glued to Draco’s pale chest as he did up his trousers. Draco held off on putting on his shirt until he had his hair dried and coiffed. Potter’s eyes tracked his movements. There was a certain sensual intimacy to letting someone watch as he dressed. He liked the feeling of Potter’s eyes on him as he buttoned up his shirt with nimble fingers. He imagined it would feel even better to have him undress him. He ducked his head to hide his blush. Draco finally finished getting ready, and turned to face him.
“All ready,” he said with a flourished gesture of his hand. Potter nodded dumbly, licking his lips.
“Right. Yes,” Potter said, clearing his throat. “Let’s go.”