Arthur vs Draco
Disclaimer: characters belong to J.K Rowling and the BBC.
Title: Draco vs. Arthur
“Harry, what are you looking at?” Draco asked curiously.
Harry jumped at hearing his boyfriends voice; he minimized the page before turning around on the swivel chair to face his lover.
“Nothing, I wasn’t looking at anything,” he answered quickly, arousing suspicion in the blonde immediately.
Draco raised a blonde perfectly trimmed eyebrow, “if it was nothing why did you get off of it so quickly? And what are you looking so guilty about?”
“Nothing,” he was quick to assure. “I was just checking my emails and I just happened to finish when you came into the room, thus getting off the site.”
“Then why is it minimized?” Draco asked dryly his lips quirking at the corners.
Harry cursed; in his haste he must have missed the cross. “Oh, alright,” he sighed in defeat, “you caught me -”
Seeing Harry’s flushed state Draco asked, “Is it porn?” he reached around the brunette to try and grab the mouse.
“What, no-” he tried to get Draco’s hand away from the computer, desperately.
“Harry, if you have a little problem I would be all too willing to help you out. There’s no need to be embarrassed.” He told his lover with a chuckle.
“It’s not! If you must know I was watching Merlin slash videos,” he told his lover in a strong voice.
“What?” Draco asked outraged.
“So Drarry videos aren’t good enough for you anymore, hmm? I knew it was a bad idea letting you watch that programme.” Harry rolled his eyes, which only managed to infuriate Draco further.
“I knew you fancied that Merlin actor.” Draco said his arms crossed across his chest and his head turned away from Harry.
Harry snorted. “I do not,” he insisted. “If I fancied anyone on that show it would be Arthur, Merlin looks too much like me.”
‘Ah’, Draco thought, ‘That must be why he looked so appealing’.
“So you like Arthur,” Draco stated hotly feeling jealous of an actor, which was preposterous.
“Only because he reminds me of a certain someone,” Harry said teasingly, moving forward to run his hands down Draco’s chest.
“Who?” Draco demanded gripping Harry’s hands possessively anger clouding his mind.
Harry once again rolled his eyes, and people called him oblivious.
“The way Arthur fights, protecting Merlin from danger. Strong and silent, never really showing his feelings. But letting them be known through his tender actions. His blonde hair and blue eyes, gracious air and stance, and his powerfully muscled body. And last but not least, his love for certain dark haired, magical chosen ones.
A small smile crept its way onto Draco’s face, the one only reserved for Harry. “He reminds me of my own prince. My knight in shining armour.”
“You just want me to allow you to watch series 2 when it comes out, flattery will get you no where, love,” Draco drawled.
Harry pouted, “I just hope there’s no het pairings, imagine Arthur with Gwen and poor Merlin having to be with Morgana.”
Draco looked horrified, “they can’t do that!” at Harry’s look that basically said ‘ yes they can they own the programme, the writers and the BBC can do whatever they please.’ “That’s it, I’m sending in a letter of complaint, they’ll never so no to a Malfoy. And if they try I can cast the imperious curse on them,” Draco huffed haughtily.
“Why are you so bothered, I didn’t think you like the show?” Harry asked sneakily sounding casual.
“What?” Draco said rummaging for some paper frantically before realising what Harry had asked, “I…um… I don’t. I’m… Doing it for you!” Draco said looking pleased with himself for coming up with a good excuse under such pressure.
“Hmm, aren’t you my Knight in Shiny Armour,” he said dryly. Muttering under his breath, ‘that’s why you insisted that you watch every single episode with me. ‘For support’.
Harry smirked to himself; he knew Draco was a closet fan.