Fic - Advent Adventures (8/25) H/D [NC17]
Title: Advent Adventures (8/25)
Author: alovelycupoftea
Word Count: ~450
Rating: NC17
Prompt: 25 Days of Draco and Harry - Day Eight and Advent Quickies - Day Eight
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Written for slythindor100’s 25 Days of Harry and Draco AND awdt’s Advent Quickies. This is a story in 25 parts.
Prompts:
slythindor100’s 25 Days of Draco and Harry - Day eight
awdt’s Advent Quickies - Day eight
Advent Adventures, part eight.
Draco grasped his mug of hot chocolate thankfully. He had done his duty for house unity by attending the Inter House Christmas Tree Decorating Competition, although his role in decorating the Slytherin tree had been purely supervisory. He fished out the large marshmallow floating on the top of his cocoa and chewed it thoughtfully. He still had to decide on something to wear for the party later. Hearing from Harry that the snogging in alcoves with Finch-Fletchly was no longer, had increased his excitement about his bizarre courting through Christmas Elf-ness plan. Although, he was rather sad that there was no longer a need for the arse-itching hex he’d spent so long researching. Still, maybe it would come in useful another time…
He was so engrossed in pondering his wardrobe choices that he missed the announcement of the winning Christmas tree. Only when Blaise nudged him, did he realise they were free to leave the organised fun.
~*~
Draco nearly choked on the candy cane he was eating when Harry entered the dungeon classroom with the other Gryffindors. A plain black t-shirt should not look that good on anyone. It was criminal really. From his perch on a desk in the corner of the room, he assessed him. Merlin, it even looked like he had managed to do something with his hair, so it looked ‘just shagged’ rather than ‘just dragged through a bush’. And he appeared to be wearing jeans that actually fitted. Potter was hot. Draco realised he would have to act fast if he didn’t want him to be snatched up by someone else. He waited until Granger and the Weasel had gone to dance, then he slid off the desk and sauntered over to Harry. When he had been practising his saunter in the dorm earlier, he had thought he’d heard Blaise cough ‘mincing’ into his hand. His ears must have been deceiving him, Draco thought, as he swung his hips. It was definitely a saunter.
Slowly pulling the cane out through his pouted lips, Draco spoke. “Potter. How are you?”
“Fine, er, you?” Harry ducked his head.
“Super, thank you.” Draco leaned on the wall, next to him. “What do you think of this Christmas Elf thing, then?”
Harry blushed deeply, and cleared his throat. Draco figured that meant he’d opened the box. “It’s, er, good. House unity and all that. Very important.” Harry nodded furiously.
“Got any good gifts? I got a rather astonishing Advent Calendar. Utterly charming.” Draco tried to conceal his smile by sucking on his peppermint sweet.
“Yes!” Harry’s voice cracked. He cleared his throat again. “I got a very, er, educational gift.”
Draco smiled innocently. “I’m so glad.”
TBC.
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Author: alovelycupoftea
Word Count: ~450
Rating: NC17
Prompt: 25 Days of Draco and Harry - Day Eight and Advent Quickies - Day Eight
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Written for slythindor100’s 25 Days of Harry and Draco AND awdt’s Advent Quickies. This is a story in 25 parts.
Prompts:
slythindor100’s 25 Days of Draco and Harry - Day eight
awdt’s Advent Quickies - Day eight
Advent Adventures, part eight.
Draco grasped his mug of hot chocolate thankfully. He had done his duty for house unity by attending the Inter House Christmas Tree Decorating Competition, although his role in decorating the Slytherin tree had been purely supervisory. He fished out the large marshmallow floating on the top of his cocoa and chewed it thoughtfully. He still had to decide on something to wear for the party later. Hearing from Harry that the snogging in alcoves with Finch-Fletchly was no longer, had increased his excitement about his bizarre courting through Christmas Elf-ness plan. Although, he was rather sad that there was no longer a need for the arse-itching hex he’d spent so long researching. Still, maybe it would come in useful another time…
He was so engrossed in pondering his wardrobe choices that he missed the announcement of the winning Christmas tree. Only when Blaise nudged him, did he realise they were free to leave the organised fun.
~*~
Draco nearly choked on the candy cane he was eating when Harry entered the dungeon classroom with the other Gryffindors. A plain black t-shirt should not look that good on anyone. It was criminal really. From his perch on a desk in the corner of the room, he assessed him. Merlin, it even looked like he had managed to do something with his hair, so it looked ‘just shagged’ rather than ‘just dragged through a bush’. And he appeared to be wearing jeans that actually fitted. Potter was hot. Draco realised he would have to act fast if he didn’t want him to be snatched up by someone else. He waited until Granger and the Weasel had gone to dance, then he slid off the desk and sauntered over to Harry. When he had been practising his saunter in the dorm earlier, he had thought he’d heard Blaise cough ‘mincing’ into his hand. His ears must have been deceiving him, Draco thought, as he swung his hips. It was definitely a saunter.
Slowly pulling the cane out through his pouted lips, Draco spoke. “Potter. How are you?”
“Fine, er, you?” Harry ducked his head.
“Super, thank you.” Draco leaned on the wall, next to him. “What do you think of this Christmas Elf thing, then?”
Harry blushed deeply, and cleared his throat. Draco figured that meant he’d opened the box. “It’s, er, good. House unity and all that. Very important.” Harry nodded furiously.
“Got any good gifts? I got a rather astonishing Advent Calendar. Utterly charming.” Draco tried to conceal his smile by sucking on his peppermint sweet.
“Yes!” Harry’s voice cracked. He cleared his throat again. “I got a very, er, educational gift.”
Draco smiled innocently. “I’m so glad.”
TBC.
Next Part
Start from the beginning