Root Canal - PG - 13 - Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Title: Root Canal
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They are not mine...why do you insist on making me cry?
Summary: Harry Potter has Root Canal...and guess who has to get up in the middle of the bloody night...?
Set: After Hogwarts, Their Home.
Beta: jellibeana
Authors Notes: Okay, Draco and Harry are in different rooms. I do not know why. Blame it on the muse. *grins*. I wrote this for an LJ friend of mine cali_gal who has just gone through Root Canal. And I have decided that it is so painful I am dedicating CAPITAL LETTERS to it ... ROOT CANAL.
“Draco?”
Draco blinked blearily and wrinkled his nose at the tiny voice echoing from the end of the house. It was a faint sound and it sounded worn. He sighed heavily and pushed the heavy covers off his body. Running a hand through his tangled hair, Draco swung his legs onto the floor and searched around for his pink bunny slippers. Finding one with one foot he gave an annoyed huff as he located the other. He got up and shuffled forward, promptly running into the dresser the stood next to the door.
“Fuck,” he swore, his voice raspy and tired worn.
“Is that you Draco?” the voice sounded tired and in pain. But that didn’t pull Draco’s heartstrings much. For Merlin’s sake! It was half past two in the sodding morning!
“Yes it’s sodding me!” Draco snapped at his door as he carefully maneuvered his way towards it. “Who else would it be?”
“It hurts.”
“I know baby,” Draco was slightly revolted at his choice of words. Baby? “I’m coming.”
He pushed open the door of Harry’s room and in the dark could only just make out the Gryffindor’s crumpled form on the bed. As Draco moved over Harry turned so he was on his back. He breathed a sigh of relief as Draco’s cold hand feathered over his forehead. Harry was sweating heavily and Draco pushed the thick strands off his boyfriend’s face.
“It hurts.” Harry murmured again, scrunching his face up. Draco lowered himself onto the bed and Harry rolled over so his back was facing Draco’s hip.
Draco wondered what he could do. He’d tried all the potions he could think of and had charmed his lover’s mouth more times then it was recommended.
He began to rub his hands over Harry’s back and felt the knots of tension there give a little. Harry groaned and buried his head into his pillows. He mumbled something and Draco leant closer to his head to hear it.
“What was that?”
Harry lifted his head a little and Draco could see how exhausted he was. The swelling around his mouth was bruised.
“I said, will you sleep with me?”
Draco pretended to look affronted.
“My, you do think little of me, don’t you?”
Harry frowned and shook his head slowly. Draco could see that he wasn’t interested in even the most laymen of jokes.
“Sleep with me.” He said again and lowered a sweaty arm onto Draco’s lap.
Draco couldn’t help but sigh, it was too early and too cold and -
“Please?” Harry’s tiny voice resounded around the tiny room and Draco knew he couldn’t refuse.
“Well then move over. Merlin, the great Harry Potter is out of training for a week and already he takes up the entire bed.” Harry gave a weak grin and rolled over, taking the covers with him.
“And he takes the bedclothes!” Draco grumbled as he lowered himself so he was lying against Harry’s body. He felt his lover sigh in quiet happiness and Draco felt something in him stir. He draped one arm across Harry’s chest and felt the exhausted rise and fall of his breathing.
It was only when Draco was finally drifting off to sleep that Harry moved slightly and said stickily.
“It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”
Draco gave a huff of annoyance.
“For Salazar’s sake Potter. Let me goddamn sleep!”
Harry Potter smiled at the black ceiling and the pain in his mouth ebbed a little more.
It must be a boyfriend thing.
~~~fin~~~
I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER cali_gal.
And I just thought I'd tell the rest of the world I don't actually know what Root Canal is...
Hey, should I write the part where they are in the Dentist's office...and Harry is terrified out of his wits?
Cross - Posted like WOAH. meep.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They are not mine...why do you insist on making me cry?
Summary: Harry Potter has Root Canal...and guess who has to get up in the middle of the bloody night...?
Set: After Hogwarts, Their Home.
Beta: jellibeana
Authors Notes: Okay, Draco and Harry are in different rooms. I do not know why. Blame it on the muse. *grins*. I wrote this for an LJ friend of mine cali_gal who has just gone through Root Canal. And I have decided that it is so painful I am dedicating CAPITAL LETTERS to it ... ROOT CANAL.
“Draco?”
Draco blinked blearily and wrinkled his nose at the tiny voice echoing from the end of the house. It was a faint sound and it sounded worn. He sighed heavily and pushed the heavy covers off his body. Running a hand through his tangled hair, Draco swung his legs onto the floor and searched around for his pink bunny slippers. Finding one with one foot he gave an annoyed huff as he located the other. He got up and shuffled forward, promptly running into the dresser the stood next to the door.
“Fuck,” he swore, his voice raspy and tired worn.
“Is that you Draco?” the voice sounded tired and in pain. But that didn’t pull Draco’s heartstrings much. For Merlin’s sake! It was half past two in the sodding morning!
“Yes it’s sodding me!” Draco snapped at his door as he carefully maneuvered his way towards it. “Who else would it be?”
“It hurts.”
“I know baby,” Draco was slightly revolted at his choice of words. Baby? “I’m coming.”
He pushed open the door of Harry’s room and in the dark could only just make out the Gryffindor’s crumpled form on the bed. As Draco moved over Harry turned so he was on his back. He breathed a sigh of relief as Draco’s cold hand feathered over his forehead. Harry was sweating heavily and Draco pushed the thick strands off his boyfriend’s face.
“It hurts.” Harry murmured again, scrunching his face up. Draco lowered himself onto the bed and Harry rolled over so his back was facing Draco’s hip.
Draco wondered what he could do. He’d tried all the potions he could think of and had charmed his lover’s mouth more times then it was recommended.
He began to rub his hands over Harry’s back and felt the knots of tension there give a little. Harry groaned and buried his head into his pillows. He mumbled something and Draco leant closer to his head to hear it.
“What was that?”
Harry lifted his head a little and Draco could see how exhausted he was. The swelling around his mouth was bruised.
“I said, will you sleep with me?”
Draco pretended to look affronted.
“My, you do think little of me, don’t you?”
Harry frowned and shook his head slowly. Draco could see that he wasn’t interested in even the most laymen of jokes.
“Sleep with me.” He said again and lowered a sweaty arm onto Draco’s lap.
Draco couldn’t help but sigh, it was too early and too cold and -
“Please?” Harry’s tiny voice resounded around the tiny room and Draco knew he couldn’t refuse.
“Well then move over. Merlin, the great Harry Potter is out of training for a week and already he takes up the entire bed.” Harry gave a weak grin and rolled over, taking the covers with him.
“And he takes the bedclothes!” Draco grumbled as he lowered himself so he was lying against Harry’s body. He felt his lover sigh in quiet happiness and Draco felt something in him stir. He draped one arm across Harry’s chest and felt the exhausted rise and fall of his breathing.
It was only when Draco was finally drifting off to sleep that Harry moved slightly and said stickily.
“It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”
Draco gave a huff of annoyance.
“For Salazar’s sake Potter. Let me goddamn sleep!”
Harry Potter smiled at the black ceiling and the pain in his mouth ebbed a little more.
It must be a boyfriend thing.
~~~fin~~~
I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER cali_gal.
And I just thought I'd tell the rest of the world I don't actually know what Root Canal is...
Hey, should I write the part where they are in the Dentist's office...and Harry is terrified out of his wits?
Cross - Posted like WOAH. meep.