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bleedingangel84Title: Routines
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Extra-fluffy fluff
Word Count: 365
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hogwarts365 -Prompt 249- "I get to be present in every moment." ,Habitual, Laundry
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: This is fluffy and sappy randomness. Sorry for the marathon posting, but I’ve been offline a while. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Everyone has their own comforting routines when they’re home sick.
Harry hummed tunelessly as he went through the familiar and habitual motions of making a pot of tea, smiling as he smelled Draco’s comforting scent. He had stolen one of Draco’s unwashed shirts from the laundry. He knew it probably made him a hopeless sap, but he liked the thought that Draco could be present with him in some way every moment.
“Mate! Are you here? Malfoy insisted that I come check on you, being as you’re ill and all. He’s turned into such a sap since the two of you moved in together.”
“You’d better not let Draco hear you say that,” Harry croaked, sounding hoarse.
“There you are! I thought you’d be sleeping. Malfoy said to tell you to rest. He’d have come himself, but he couldn’t leave the stakeout.”
“I was just making a pot of tea. Do you want some?”
“You know you could use magic for that, yeah?”
“I know. I suppose I’m just used to doing it this way. You didn’t answer me. Do you want a cup?”
“I would mate, but I have to get back. Your darling Draco threatened to deprive me of my bollocks if I didn’t come back within ten minutes.”
“He wouldn’t really castrate you. He’s just protective.”
“He’s not protective, Harry. He’s obsessed. There’s a difference. And you’re just as bonkers as him. I see you’re wearing his dirty shirt.”
“How did you know it was dirty?”
“His shirts are never that wrinkled when he wears them, and that’s the one he had on at dinner the other night. You two are so sappy it’s sickening.”
“Says the man who once walked through a blizzard to get his wife ice cream.”
“Does that make me the pot or the kettle, I wonder? Honestly though, Malfoy is wrapped around your little finger.”
“He just loves me. Same as you love Hermione.”
“Only, Hermione never threatened to castrate anyone over me. I believe Malfoy actually would.”
“Care to test that theory?”
“Malfoy! Why are you here?!”
“You were taking too long. I was afraid something had happened to Harry.”
“I’m here, Draco.”
“Thank Merlin! Why are you wearing my shirt?”
“Because it smells like you.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Extra-fluffy fluff
Word Count: 365
Written for:
hogwarts365 -Prompt 249- "I get to be present in every moment." ,Habitual, LaundryDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: This is fluffy and sappy randomness. Sorry for the marathon posting, but I’ve been offline a while. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Everyone has their own comforting routines when they’re home sick.
Harry hummed tunelessly as he went through the familiar and habitual motions of making a pot of tea, smiling as he smelled Draco’s comforting scent. He had stolen one of Draco’s unwashed shirts from the laundry. He knew it probably made him a hopeless sap, but he liked the thought that Draco could be present with him in some way every moment.
“Mate! Are you here? Malfoy insisted that I come check on you, being as you’re ill and all. He’s turned into such a sap since the two of you moved in together.”
“You’d better not let Draco hear you say that,” Harry croaked, sounding hoarse.
“There you are! I thought you’d be sleeping. Malfoy said to tell you to rest. He’d have come himself, but he couldn’t leave the stakeout.”
“I was just making a pot of tea. Do you want some?”
“You know you could use magic for that, yeah?”
“I know. I suppose I’m just used to doing it this way. You didn’t answer me. Do you want a cup?”
“I would mate, but I have to get back. Your darling Draco threatened to deprive me of my bollocks if I didn’t come back within ten minutes.”
“He wouldn’t really castrate you. He’s just protective.”
“He’s not protective, Harry. He’s obsessed. There’s a difference. And you’re just as bonkers as him. I see you’re wearing his dirty shirt.”
“How did you know it was dirty?”
“His shirts are never that wrinkled when he wears them, and that’s the one he had on at dinner the other night. You two are so sappy it’s sickening.”
“Says the man who once walked through a blizzard to get his wife ice cream.”
“Does that make me the pot or the kettle, I wonder? Honestly though, Malfoy is wrapped around your little finger.”
“He just loves me. Same as you love Hermione.”
“Only, Hermione never threatened to castrate anyone over me. I believe Malfoy actually would.”
“Care to test that theory?”
“Malfoy! Why are you here?!”
“You were taking too long. I was afraid something had happened to Harry.”
“I’m here, Draco.”
“Thank Merlin! Why are you wearing my shirt?”
“Because it smells like you.”