[Drabble:] Mornings {Happy Birthday digthewriter}
Happy Birthday digthewriter"
i wish you all the best, lots of health, fun, luck, laughter and cake in your future!
thank you for the amazing you that you are, and for all that you do for us to make life great for us too!
and thank you for showing me what real attitude looks like- i learned very much by simply reading some of your posts
Title: Mornings
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Warning: first drabble in a long time, after my first failed attempt at them - please be kind as i still very much suck at the word limit
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Mornings
In the past, mornings had been Draco's least favourite time of the day. Who enjoys getting out of bed?
Then he had moved in with Harry, mornings became enjoyable.
Now there would be showers with Harry.
As they both weren't the most tactile persons- their pasts had seen to that- touch didn't come easy to them.
But in the confined space of the shower, touching shoulder to toe, there was time. Sometimes even when there wasn't, they would come together in slow movements. The world would disappear behind the water that was touching them, and Harry would just be his.
i wish you all the best, lots of health, fun, luck, laughter and cake in your future!
thank you for the amazing you that you are, and for all that you do for us to make life great for us too!
and thank you for showing me what real attitude looks like- i learned very much by simply reading some of your posts
Title: Mornings
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Warning: first drabble in a long time, after my first failed attempt at them - please be kind as i still very much suck at the word limit
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Mornings
In the past, mornings had been Draco's least favourite time of the day. Who enjoys getting out of bed?
Then he had moved in with Harry, mornings became enjoyable.
Now there would be showers with Harry.
As they both weren't the most tactile persons- their pasts had seen to that- touch didn't come easy to them.
But in the confined space of the shower, touching shoulder to toe, there was time. Sometimes even when there wasn't, they would come together in slow movements. The world would disappear behind the water that was touching them, and Harry would just be his.