A Masterpiece (H/D, PG)
Title: A Masterpiece
Author: sesheta_66
Word Count: 140
Rating: PG
Prompt: slythindor100's Special Holiday Challenge #4 - Frost, and it also fits my GJ 100_prompts table #031 - Snowflakes.
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Author's Notes: This takes place in the 'daughters' universe.
"What are you two doing?" Draco asked.
"Drawing snowflakes in the frost," Cecilia replied happily.
Frowning, he suggested, "We have parchment and quills; we even have pens, pencils, crayons, markers, and all manner of Muggle materials from your Uncle Dean to be artistic with. Whatever do you want to draw on the window for?"
"I like the feel of the frost under my nails. It makes it feel real," Alexa explained.
"Real?"
"Yes. I feel like I'm carving something out of winter. Like I'm part of the season."
Harry smiled as he watched the exchange, and how Draco's face lit up in amazement. Wrapping his arms around his husband, he whispered, "Isn't it wonderful that we finally get to experience what childhood is like?"
Draco smiled, kissed his husband, then joined their daughters in creating a masterpiece on the glass.
.
Author: sesheta_66
Word Count: 140
Rating: PG
Prompt: slythindor100's Special Holiday Challenge #4 - Frost, and it also fits my GJ 100_prompts table #031 - Snowflakes.
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Author's Notes: This takes place in the 'daughters' universe.
"What are you two doing?" Draco asked.
"Drawing snowflakes in the frost," Cecilia replied happily.
Frowning, he suggested, "We have parchment and quills; we even have pens, pencils, crayons, markers, and all manner of Muggle materials from your Uncle Dean to be artistic with. Whatever do you want to draw on the window for?"
"I like the feel of the frost under my nails. It makes it feel real," Alexa explained.
"Real?"
"Yes. I feel like I'm carving something out of winter. Like I'm part of the season."
Harry smiled as he watched the exchange, and how Draco's face lit up in amazement. Wrapping his arms around his husband, he whispered, "Isn't it wonderful that we finally get to experience what childhood is like?"
Draco smiled, kissed his husband, then joined their daughters in creating a masterpiece on the glass.
.