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bleedingangel84) wrote2016-10-28 09:18 pm
bleedingangel84) wrote2016-10-28 09:18 pm
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Fetch
Title: Fetch
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bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 150
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
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hd_fluff 2016 Fluffy Halloween Fest- There’s nothing fluffier than a werewolf.
Notes: Just short, sweet fluff I couldn’t resist writing.
Summary: Draco is a werewolf, and Harry’s playing Fetch.
“Draco, are you sure you’re a werewolf?” Harry asked.
The canine yipped, making an attempt to stick his tongue out at Harry, which only made Harry laugh.
“You’re worse than a puppy, you know.”
Draco attempted to nod, making his head roll oddly. He gave up and trotted off, returning to the room seconds later with a bowl of sweets in his mouth.
“You are not eating all the Halloween sweets again, Draco. You got sick last time, and it took me forever to get the chocolate out of your white fur. You looked like a fuzzy throw rug.”
Draco shot him an indignant look, growling softly.
“It’s true, and you know it.”
Draco shot him a pleading look, whimpering pitifully for good measure.
“Oh, not the puppy eyes. I can’t resist them. For Merlin’s sake. You’re not a werewolf. You’re a spoiled brat. I’ll fetch the stomach settling potions."
Author:
bleedingangel84Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 150
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
hd_fluff 2016 Fluffy Halloween Fest- There’s nothing fluffier than a werewolf.Notes: Just short, sweet fluff I couldn’t resist writing.
Summary: Draco is a werewolf, and Harry’s playing Fetch.
Fetch
“Draco, are you sure you’re a werewolf?” Harry asked.
The canine yipped, making an attempt to stick his tongue out at Harry, which only made Harry laugh.
“You’re worse than a puppy, you know.”
Draco attempted to nod, making his head roll oddly. He gave up and trotted off, returning to the room seconds later with a bowl of sweets in his mouth.
“You are not eating all the Halloween sweets again, Draco. You got sick last time, and it took me forever to get the chocolate out of your white fur. You looked like a fuzzy throw rug.”
Draco shot him an indignant look, growling softly.
“It’s true, and you know it.”
Draco shot him a pleading look, whimpering pitifully for good measure.
“Oh, not the puppy eyes. I can’t resist them. For Merlin’s sake. You’re not a werewolf. You’re a spoiled brat. I’ll fetch the stomach settling potions."