Christmas Story 2018 - In the Spirit, part 5 (H/D)
Title: In the Spirit - Part 5
Author: sesheta_66
Prompts used: slythindor100’s early bird prompt 16: hot chocolate with faces (picture under the cut) and dracoharry100’s prompt 5: hot chocolate
Word Count: 1.3K
Rating: PG, for now
Warning: none
Summary: Harry had a rough Christmas last year, to say the least. But things are looking up this year, and he plans to embrace the season, even if he is still single.
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.
Author's Notes: Written for the slythindor100 Early Bird 25 Days of Draco and Harry and the dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge.
On LJ: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
OR on AO3
[Part 5]
In the Spirit - Part 5
"So, what would you like for breakfast?" Harry asked Teddy as they headed down the stairs. "After all that work decorating the tree, I figure some scrambled eggs and toast might be in order."
Teddy’s hair dulled. "No pancakes?"
Harry sighed. He regretted telling Teddy about the weird American habit of having sweets for breakfast after he’d come back from a business trip to MACUSA. Now all he ever wanted were pancakes and, inevitably, an hour later he’d crash and need a pick-me-up. "Not today, I’m afraid. We have some serious shopping to do and I’m not going to stop to get you something else to eat because you’re hungry as soon as we get there."
Teddy pouted, but to no avail. Long gone were the days when that worked on Harry. Well, not usually at any rate. He let out a big sigh and said, "Fine. Scrambled eggs."
"Excuse me?"
"Scrambled eggs would be nice, thank you."
Harry grinned. "Excellent! Sausages or ham with that?"
"Ham, please."
Harry stopped to admire the tree before heading to the kitchen. "Nice job."
Teddy’s hair returned to its normal vibrant turquoise, pancakes forgotten for now. "Thanks. You did a pretty good job, too."
Harry chuckled as he manoeuvred Teddy into the kitchen. "We make a good team, don’t we?"
"Mm hmm."
"Why don’t you set the table while I whip up some breakfast."
"Okay." Using the step stool Harry had bought for this purpose, Teddy reached all the necessary dishes, glasses and cutlery, set the table and poured their juice while Harry scrambled the eggs, fried the ham, put bread in the toaster and set the kettle going for tea.
When Teddy sat down, Harry said, "Wow, you’re getting faster all the time."
"Grandma has me set the table every day now."
Harry looked at the table. "And a great job you did." The toast popped and he buttered it and put it on a plate. Without prompting, Teddy retrieved the toast and put it onto the table while Harry dished out the rest of the food and set the tea to steep.
They ate in relative silence, save for the sounds of hungry boys wolfing down a good meal. When they finished, Harry said, "So, have you given any more thought to what you want to buy your Grandma for Christmas?"
Teddy screwed his face up in concentration and it was all Harry could do to stifle a laugh. Teddy let out a deep sigh. "Are you sure she wouldn’t like Berty Bott’s?"
"Quite sure." At his disappointed look, Harry added, "But she might like some nice chocolates."
A half hour later, they entered the fray that was Diagon Alley at Christmas and were immediately accosted by music, noise and crowds. To add to the sensory overload were even more displays of red, green, silver and gold than the last time Harry had been there.
"This looks awesome!" Teddy exclaimed before diving into the melee. It was all Harry could do to keep up.
After a couple of hours chasing after his godson, Harry called a halt. "Okay, little man, I need a break."
Teddy rolled his eyes. "You're worse than grandma."
"Maybe because she likes to shop." He manoeuvred Teddy towards a cafe. "Warm beverage break."
"Excellent!"
"I'll get the hot chocolate. You find us seats." Teddy nodded and went in search of a table as Harry made his way to the back.
"Hello, Auror Potter," the young girl behind the counter greeted Harry.
"Merry Christmas, Trisha. I'll have two hot chocolates, please."
She glanced behind him and smiled, apparently seeing Teddy. "He's getting so big."
Harry grinned. "A few more years and he'll be off to Hogwarts."
She whipped up the drinks then waved her wand over both cups, making faces out of the foam. "Happy Christmas."
"Thanks."
Harry turned in the direction Trisha had been looking and stopped dead. There sat Teddy at a table by the window, chatting with none other than Draco Malfoy. Bracing himself, he took a deep breath and made his way over to join them.
Before he could say a word, Teddy burst out, "Look who I saw!"
"I see," Harry said, placing the mugs on the table and pulling out a chair. "Hello, Malfoy."
"Potter."
"Fancy meeting you here again."
"Indeed." He sipped his drink. "Twice in one week."
Harry sat down and passed Teddy's mug to him. "All set for Christmas?"
Malfoy hesitated, then, glancing at Teddy, seemed to think better of ignoring Harry’s attempt at conversation. "Nearly. I just have something for Mother left to buy. You?"
Teddy answered for him. "Uncle Harry has almost nothing. He always leaves it to the last minute."
Malfoy let a grin slip onto his face. "Shocking."
Harry, finding himself inexplicably offended, felt the need to defend himself. "Well I don't exactly like shopping and I really don't like crowds."
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "That's precisely why you should shop earlier. The crowds only get worse as Christmas draws nearer."
"I know. I guess it just crept up on me and before I knew it, the crowds were everywhere."
Teddy leaned in and, in a stage whisper, told Malfoy, "He said the same thing last year."
This time Malfoy laughed out loud. "Why does that not surprise me?"
Harry lifted his mug in a mock toast. "I’m glad I can give you both a reason to laugh."
Teddy giggled. "And Uncle Harry wanted to stop shopping and come in here, even though he’s not even close to being done."
Malfoy raised his brows. "Are you hoping that someone will come along and do your shopping for you?"
Harry grinned. "Is that an offer?"
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Certainly not. Although ... I’m sure I could come up with a perfect gift for Weaselbee."
Harry laughed. "Thanks, but I’m pretty sure I can manage." He turned to Teddy. "At least I can when I’m not chasing this one around and only going into sweet and joke shops."
"Oh, I don’t know about that." Malfoy looked at Teddy. "Girls like chocolate and boys like jokes. Isn’t that right?"
"See?" Teddy looked triumphant.
"Don’t encourage him," Harry told Malfoy.
"Should have done your shopping sooner," Malfoy added, quite unnecessarily.
"You know, I could leave the two of you here and get all my shopping done right now."
"Nice try, Potter." Malfoy looked at Teddy. "I’ll be seeing you and your grandmother later today at the manor. But for now- He drank the last of his coffee "-I need to help Mother prepare."
"Coward," Harry teased.
Malfoy stood up and wrapped his scarf around his neck. "I’m not the one afraid of shopping."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Touche."
"Later, Potter." He turned to Teddy and mussed his hair. "And you, little man."
Teddy jumped up and gave Malfoy a hug. Harry was surprised when Malfoy picked Teddy up and gave him a big bear hug in return. He was even more surprised when Teddy asked, "Can Uncle Harry come tonight too?"
Malfoy put him down. "Perhaps another time." He looked at Harry before turning back to Teddy. "When Aunt Narcissa has some warning."
"And Uncle Lucius," Harry added.
"Especially Uncle Lucius," Malfoy agreed.
As Harry watched him leave, he tried to imagine sitting down to dinner with the Malfoys. He’d have laughed at the thought if he didn’t think Lucius would try to poison him.
"That’ll be great!" Teddy said, bringing Harry back to reality. "You can come with us next time."
"We’ll see," Harry said, knowing full well that Malfoy had only said that to avoid a long explanation. "But for now, drink up. We have more shopping to do."
Part 6
Author: sesheta_66
Prompts used: slythindor100’s early bird prompt 16: hot chocolate with faces (picture under the cut) and dracoharry100’s prompt 5: hot chocolate
Word Count: 1.3K
Rating: PG, for now
Warning: none
Summary: Harry had a rough Christmas last year, to say the least. But things are looking up this year, and he plans to embrace the season, even if he is still single.
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.
Author's Notes: Written for the slythindor100 Early Bird 25 Days of Draco and Harry and the dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge.
On LJ: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
OR on AO3
[Part 5]
In the Spirit - Part 5
"So, what would you like for breakfast?" Harry asked Teddy as they headed down the stairs. "After all that work decorating the tree, I figure some scrambled eggs and toast might be in order."
Teddy’s hair dulled. "No pancakes?"
Harry sighed. He regretted telling Teddy about the weird American habit of having sweets for breakfast after he’d come back from a business trip to MACUSA. Now all he ever wanted were pancakes and, inevitably, an hour later he’d crash and need a pick-me-up. "Not today, I’m afraid. We have some serious shopping to do and I’m not going to stop to get you something else to eat because you’re hungry as soon as we get there."
Teddy pouted, but to no avail. Long gone were the days when that worked on Harry. Well, not usually at any rate. He let out a big sigh and said, "Fine. Scrambled eggs."
"Excuse me?"
"Scrambled eggs would be nice, thank you."
Harry grinned. "Excellent! Sausages or ham with that?"
"Ham, please."
Harry stopped to admire the tree before heading to the kitchen. "Nice job."
Teddy’s hair returned to its normal vibrant turquoise, pancakes forgotten for now. "Thanks. You did a pretty good job, too."
Harry chuckled as he manoeuvred Teddy into the kitchen. "We make a good team, don’t we?"
"Mm hmm."
"Why don’t you set the table while I whip up some breakfast."
"Okay." Using the step stool Harry had bought for this purpose, Teddy reached all the necessary dishes, glasses and cutlery, set the table and poured their juice while Harry scrambled the eggs, fried the ham, put bread in the toaster and set the kettle going for tea.
When Teddy sat down, Harry said, "Wow, you’re getting faster all the time."
"Grandma has me set the table every day now."
Harry looked at the table. "And a great job you did." The toast popped and he buttered it and put it on a plate. Without prompting, Teddy retrieved the toast and put it onto the table while Harry dished out the rest of the food and set the tea to steep.
They ate in relative silence, save for the sounds of hungry boys wolfing down a good meal. When they finished, Harry said, "So, have you given any more thought to what you want to buy your Grandma for Christmas?"
Teddy screwed his face up in concentration and it was all Harry could do to stifle a laugh. Teddy let out a deep sigh. "Are you sure she wouldn’t like Berty Bott’s?"
"Quite sure." At his disappointed look, Harry added, "But she might like some nice chocolates."
A half hour later, they entered the fray that was Diagon Alley at Christmas and were immediately accosted by music, noise and crowds. To add to the sensory overload were even more displays of red, green, silver and gold than the last time Harry had been there.
"This looks awesome!" Teddy exclaimed before diving into the melee. It was all Harry could do to keep up.
After a couple of hours chasing after his godson, Harry called a halt. "Okay, little man, I need a break."
Teddy rolled his eyes. "You're worse than grandma."
"Maybe because she likes to shop." He manoeuvred Teddy towards a cafe. "Warm beverage break."
"Excellent!"
"I'll get the hot chocolate. You find us seats." Teddy nodded and went in search of a table as Harry made his way to the back.
"Hello, Auror Potter," the young girl behind the counter greeted Harry.
"Merry Christmas, Trisha. I'll have two hot chocolates, please."
She glanced behind him and smiled, apparently seeing Teddy. "He's getting so big."
Harry grinned. "A few more years and he'll be off to Hogwarts."
She whipped up the drinks then waved her wand over both cups, making faces out of the foam. "Happy Christmas."
"Thanks."
Harry turned in the direction Trisha had been looking and stopped dead. There sat Teddy at a table by the window, chatting with none other than Draco Malfoy. Bracing himself, he took a deep breath and made his way over to join them.
Before he could say a word, Teddy burst out, "Look who I saw!"
"I see," Harry said, placing the mugs on the table and pulling out a chair. "Hello, Malfoy."
"Potter."
"Fancy meeting you here again."
"Indeed." He sipped his drink. "Twice in one week."
Harry sat down and passed Teddy's mug to him. "All set for Christmas?"
Malfoy hesitated, then, glancing at Teddy, seemed to think better of ignoring Harry’s attempt at conversation. "Nearly. I just have something for Mother left to buy. You?"
Teddy answered for him. "Uncle Harry has almost nothing. He always leaves it to the last minute."
Malfoy let a grin slip onto his face. "Shocking."
Harry, finding himself inexplicably offended, felt the need to defend himself. "Well I don't exactly like shopping and I really don't like crowds."
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "That's precisely why you should shop earlier. The crowds only get worse as Christmas draws nearer."
"I know. I guess it just crept up on me and before I knew it, the crowds were everywhere."
Teddy leaned in and, in a stage whisper, told Malfoy, "He said the same thing last year."
This time Malfoy laughed out loud. "Why does that not surprise me?"
Harry lifted his mug in a mock toast. "I’m glad I can give you both a reason to laugh."
Teddy giggled. "And Uncle Harry wanted to stop shopping and come in here, even though he’s not even close to being done."
Malfoy raised his brows. "Are you hoping that someone will come along and do your shopping for you?"
Harry grinned. "Is that an offer?"
Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Certainly not. Although ... I’m sure I could come up with a perfect gift for Weaselbee."
Harry laughed. "Thanks, but I’m pretty sure I can manage." He turned to Teddy. "At least I can when I’m not chasing this one around and only going into sweet and joke shops."
"Oh, I don’t know about that." Malfoy looked at Teddy. "Girls like chocolate and boys like jokes. Isn’t that right?"
"See?" Teddy looked triumphant.
"Don’t encourage him," Harry told Malfoy.
"Should have done your shopping sooner," Malfoy added, quite unnecessarily.
"You know, I could leave the two of you here and get all my shopping done right now."
"Nice try, Potter." Malfoy looked at Teddy. "I’ll be seeing you and your grandmother later today at the manor. But for now- He drank the last of his coffee "-I need to help Mother prepare."
"Coward," Harry teased.
Malfoy stood up and wrapped his scarf around his neck. "I’m not the one afraid of shopping."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Touche."
"Later, Potter." He turned to Teddy and mussed his hair. "And you, little man."
Teddy jumped up and gave Malfoy a hug. Harry was surprised when Malfoy picked Teddy up and gave him a big bear hug in return. He was even more surprised when Teddy asked, "Can Uncle Harry come tonight too?"
Malfoy put him down. "Perhaps another time." He looked at Harry before turning back to Teddy. "When Aunt Narcissa has some warning."
"And Uncle Lucius," Harry added.
"Especially Uncle Lucius," Malfoy agreed.
As Harry watched him leave, he tried to imagine sitting down to dinner with the Malfoys. He’d have laughed at the thought if he didn’t think Lucius would try to poison him.
"That’ll be great!" Teddy said, bringing Harry back to reality. "You can come with us next time."
"We’ll see," Harry said, knowing full well that Malfoy had only said that to avoid a long explanation. "But for now, drink up. We have more shopping to do."
Part 6