Something To Do With Christmas (H/D, PG)
Title: Something To Do With Christmas
Author: sesheta_66
Word Count: 187
Rating: PG
Prompt: slythindor100's Special Holiday Challenge #1 - Noel. It also fits my GJ prompt table #046 - Passing.
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.
"Cecilia, come on now!" Harry called. "We're going to be late to Nana Molly's!"
No answer.
"Cecilia, we're running late!" he called again, trying not to get too irritated by his youngest daughter. "Why isn't she answering me?" Harry asked.
Draco laughed. "She told you that for the rest of the holidays, she won't be answering to the name Cecilia."
"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Harry huffed. He struggled to remember what it was she had said. "Snowflake!" Nothing. "Angel!" Still nothing. Draco was reduced to tears by this point, and Alexa was smirking at Harry.
"Well, if the two of you know, would you just call her already?"
"Oh, no, Harry. This is too much fun," Draco replied, and both he and Alexa collapsed into a giggle fit.
"Winter ... snow ... cold," Harry muttered under his breath. "No, that's not it. Something to do with Christmas, I think." He ran some options through his mind, then it hit him. Rolling his eyes, he called, "Noel, it's time for Christmas dinner!"
Cecilia entered the room, passing Harry with eyes sparkling. "I thought we'd never leave!" she announced.
Author: sesheta_66
Word Count: 187
Rating: PG
Prompt: slythindor100's Special Holiday Challenge #1 - Noel. It also fits my GJ prompt table #046 - Passing.
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.
"Cecilia, come on now!" Harry called. "We're going to be late to Nana Molly's!"
No answer.
"Cecilia, we're running late!" he called again, trying not to get too irritated by his youngest daughter. "Why isn't she answering me?" Harry asked.
Draco laughed. "She told you that for the rest of the holidays, she won't be answering to the name Cecilia."
"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Harry huffed. He struggled to remember what it was she had said. "Snowflake!" Nothing. "Angel!" Still nothing. Draco was reduced to tears by this point, and Alexa was smirking at Harry.
"Well, if the two of you know, would you just call her already?"
"Oh, no, Harry. This is too much fun," Draco replied, and both he and Alexa collapsed into a giggle fit.
"Winter ... snow ... cold," Harry muttered under his breath. "No, that's not it. Something to do with Christmas, I think." He ran some options through his mind, then it hit him. Rolling his eyes, he called, "Noel, it's time for Christmas dinner!"
Cecilia entered the room, passing Harry with eyes sparkling. "I thought we'd never leave!" she announced.