Title: Dragon Brew 65
Author:
enchanted_jaeCharacters: Harry/Draco, ofc
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 360
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦
hp_coffeehouse Prompt No. 65 -
photo promptSummary: Flirtation in the coffee shop.
Harry fell back to sleep after Malfoy left in the pre-dawn hours. He was awakened later by a furry menace burrowing under his chin and purring.
"You're killing me, Panini," he muttered. The kitten purred louder. Harry checked the time and groaned. He needed to get up in any case.
Showered and dressed, Harry trudged into the kitchen where he found a bracing cup of coffee under a Warming charm. He picked it up and took a grateful sip. Harry noticed a slip of paper that had been tucked beneath the mug.
I nicked a pair of your pants and one of your jumpers.
Harry was amused and exasperated. As morning-after notes went, it was neither sexy nor romantic, but there was a certain satisfaction in knowing that Malfoy had left wearing a pair of Harry's pants. His cock twitched.
"Down, boy," Harry said absently. He finished his coffee quickly and got ready for the day. First order of business would be a stop at Dragon Brew to get more coffee. And see Malfoy.
"You look chipper this morning," Lynsey greeted him. "The boss did, too..." Her words trailed off and her eyes rounded.
"Keep it to yourself," Harry said in a low voice. Louder, he added, "I'd like a Long Black and a tall blond."
Lynsey's forehead furrowed. "We don't have a...oh. Mr Malfoy! Your boyfriend is here!" She smirked and scampered back to the kitchen.
Malfoy strolled out and made a pretense of looking around the coffee shop. He shrugged and turned his attention to Harry. "What may I get for you, Auror Potter?"
Harry lunged forward, snagged Malfoy by his I ♥ Harry Potter apron, and indulged in a thorough kiss. He released Malfoy and stepped back. He handed Malfoy his I ♥ Draco Malfoy mug. "I'd like a Long Black."
"Erm. Ahem. Coming right up."
"Is that all that's coming up?"
"Shut it, Potter." Malfoy turned away to prepare Harry's order. He brought it back, accepted Harry's payment, and dropped the change in Luna's donation jar. "Anything else, Auror Potter?"
Harry grinned and lowered his voice once more. "Are you still wearing my pants?"
Dragon Brew 66