The Luckiest Wizard
Title: The Luckiest Wizard
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG
Warnings: Tooth-rotting FLUFF. Be warned.
Word Count: 200 + drawing
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Written for prompt #22 at dove_drabbles: let yourself be free and Prompt 101 for enchanted_jae's JMDC: sand in my shoes, hd_fluff PROMPT 104: sunset at the beach
Summary: It’s where I first told you that I loved you...
“What are we doing here, Potter?”
“It’s where I first told you that I loved you,” Harry answered, “all those years ago.”
“Yes, and we were dress appropriately for the occasion. Now, I will only get sand in my shoes!” Draco griped, still he didn’t let go of Harry’s hand. He knew exactly what they were doing there.
“Come on, Draco, let yourself be free. For once at least,” Harry teased.
“Fine,” Draco said, rolling his eyes. “I’m free.”
Harry smiled and pulled Draco in for a kiss. “Marry me?” he asked.
“We are already married, and today, is not the day for this. We are going to be late for our son’s wedding!”
“I know,” Harry said, not letting go of Draco’s waist. “Marry me again?”
“If you insist,” Draco said; he was grinning through the entire conversation. “You are too much of a romantic sometimes,” he added.
“Hey, you never complained before.”
“It wasn’t a complaint. Merely an observation.”
Draco pulled Harry in for a long kiss before they absolutely had to leave. They’d been together for over twenty years and Harry still managed to take his breath away. He felt like the luckiest wizard in the world.
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG
Warnings: Tooth-rotting FLUFF. Be warned.
Word Count: 200 + drawing
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Written for prompt #22 at dove_drabbles: let yourself be free and Prompt 101 for enchanted_jae's JMDC: sand in my shoes, hd_fluff PROMPT 104: sunset at the beach
Summary: It’s where I first told you that I loved you...
“What are we doing here, Potter?”
“It’s where I first told you that I loved you,” Harry answered, “all those years ago.”
“Yes, and we were dress appropriately for the occasion. Now, I will only get sand in my shoes!” Draco griped, still he didn’t let go of Harry’s hand. He knew exactly what they were doing there.
“Come on, Draco, let yourself be free. For once at least,” Harry teased.
“Fine,” Draco said, rolling his eyes. “I’m free.”
Harry smiled and pulled Draco in for a kiss. “Marry me?” he asked.
“We are already married, and today, is not the day for this. We are going to be late for our son’s wedding!”
“I know,” Harry said, not letting go of Draco’s waist. “Marry me again?”
“If you insist,” Draco said; he was grinning through the entire conversation. “You are too much of a romantic sometimes,” he added.
“Hey, you never complained before.”
“It wasn’t a complaint. Merely an observation.”
Draco pulled Harry in for a long kiss before they absolutely had to leave. They’d been together for over twenty years and Harry still managed to take his breath away. He felt like the luckiest wizard in the world.