Never Get Old (H/D, PG)
Christmas Gift Drabble #26:
Author: sesheta_66
Giftee: alaana_fair
Prompt(s): star(s)
Title: Never Get Old
Rating: PG
Word Count: 337
Pairings/Characters: Harry/Draco
Other prompts: 100_prompts: 067 - "Bright"; slythindor100: #18 - "Mittens"
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.
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"Where are you taking me?" Harry asked.
Draco just grinned. "What's the matter, Potter? Scared?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "You wish!"
Draco started to chuckle. "You know, that line never gets old," he said.
"Yes, it does. It did years ago."
"Ah," Draco said as he leaned in for a kiss. "But you humour me, and that's what's important."
Harry rolled his eyes again. "Yes, well ... there are benefits that I rather enjoy, so if humouring you is all it takes ..."
Draco winked at him, and dragged him further out into the Manor grounds.
"So, where exactly are you taking me, Draco?"
"Star gazing," he said.
"But it's freezing out here," Harry whinged.
"Are you a wizard or what?"
"Yes."
"Warming charm? Ever heard of one?"
"Yes, but --"
"Harry, it's a clear night, the stars are bright, there's a fresh coating of snow on the ground, and we have our warm, new mittens that Molly made for us. Humour me, just this one more time tonight." His pout was perfection; it worked every time. The twinkle in his eyes and the soft nibbling on Harry's earlobe didn't hurt either.
"Oh, alright," Harry relented. "Let's get on with it!"
"Forever the romantic," Draco swooned.
"What can I say? You inspire me."
They approached a clearing amongst the trees, and Draco conjured a large comforter with extra blankets. He set up a spot for them to lie down, then cast a warming charm on the area. The air they breathed in was cool, but no longer cold enough to see their breath, and the surface they were lying on was comfortably warm. As they lay there, staring up at the stars, Harry reached over to grab Draco's hand.
"You really are a romantic, you know that?"
"Took you long enough to figure that one out," Draco retorted.
"And that's something that will never get old."
"You've got that right," Draco agreed, leaning in for a kiss. Lying back down, he added, "Now shut up and enjoy!"
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Author: sesheta_66
Giftee: alaana_fair
Prompt(s): star(s)
Title: Never Get Old
Rating: PG
Word Count: 337
Pairings/Characters: Harry/Draco
Other prompts: 100_prompts: 067 - "Bright"; slythindor100: #18 - "Mittens"
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.
To see all Christmas drabbles, click here.
"Where are you taking me?" Harry asked.
Draco just grinned. "What's the matter, Potter? Scared?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "You wish!"
Draco started to chuckle. "You know, that line never gets old," he said.
"Yes, it does. It did years ago."
"Ah," Draco said as he leaned in for a kiss. "But you humour me, and that's what's important."
Harry rolled his eyes again. "Yes, well ... there are benefits that I rather enjoy, so if humouring you is all it takes ..."
Draco winked at him, and dragged him further out into the Manor grounds.
"So, where exactly are you taking me, Draco?"
"Star gazing," he said.
"But it's freezing out here," Harry whinged.
"Are you a wizard or what?"
"Yes."
"Warming charm? Ever heard of one?"
"Yes, but --"
"Harry, it's a clear night, the stars are bright, there's a fresh coating of snow on the ground, and we have our warm, new mittens that Molly made for us. Humour me, just this one more time tonight." His pout was perfection; it worked every time. The twinkle in his eyes and the soft nibbling on Harry's earlobe didn't hurt either.
"Oh, alright," Harry relented. "Let's get on with it!"
"Forever the romantic," Draco swooned.
"What can I say? You inspire me."
They approached a clearing amongst the trees, and Draco conjured a large comforter with extra blankets. He set up a spot for them to lie down, then cast a warming charm on the area. The air they breathed in was cool, but no longer cold enough to see their breath, and the surface they were lying on was comfortably warm. As they lay there, staring up at the stars, Harry reached over to grab Draco's hand.
"You really are a romantic, you know that?"
"Took you long enough to figure that one out," Draco retorted.
"And that's something that will never get old."
"You've got that right," Draco agreed, leaning in for a kiss. Lying back down, he added, "Now shut up and enjoy!"
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