Title: Shopping
Author:
bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild sexual suggestion
Word Count: 365
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 275-Cold, Expedition, Tales
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: I hope readers enjoy this. Sorry it’s late. Randomly inspired by the prompts.
Summary: Harry tries to get out of the weekly shopping.
“Draco, why do we have to go shopping?”
“You like to eat don’t you?”
“We can have groceries delivered now, you realise.”
“I’m not having fresh fruit delivered, Harry James Potter. The last time we did that, all the punnets of blueberries had mould on them. Besides, you need to get out of the house.”
“I don’t want to. The last time we went for ice cream, I had idiots from all the wizarding papers trying to take pictures of me and speculating which was my favourite flavour. I don’t want wagging tongues and sordid tales.”
“You don’t mind it when I wag my tongue.”
“Nice try, love, but you won’t distract me with sexual innuendo this time. Let’s just get this glorious expedition over with, shall we?”
“You’re no fun today.”
“I know,. I’m sorry. I’m just a bit cranky because I’ve had a little cold.”
“Did you take some Pepper-Up?”
“I would have, but we’re all out of it.”
“I suppose I could do the shopping if you’re not feeling well.”
“You’ll come back with a pound of brie, a tin of biscuits, and three bottles of wine if you do it.”
“Did you or did you not enjoy that dinner?”
“I have to say, it was nice. But I was starving by the time it was done.”
“Exercise does burn calories.”
“Too bad you have to do the shopping. I wouldn’t mind burning calories right now.”
“If you’re well enough to burn calories, you’re well enough to shop.”
“Are you quite sure I can’t talk you into staying home? The shops will be there tomorrow.”
“You make a very persuasive argument. But you aren’t feeling well. I should let you rest. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I made you work too hard?”
“Are you sure you don’t mind shopping?”
“Of course not. And I’ll bring you some custard creams back.”
“I love those almost as much as I love you. You’re an angel.”
“I’m no angel. And I’ll prove it to you as soon as I return.”
“Looking forward to it.”
“Oh, and Harry?”
“Yes, love?”
“You owe me dinner. Never try to outplay a Slytherin. We always know.”
Author:
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild sexual suggestion
Word Count: 365
Written for:
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: I hope readers enjoy this. Sorry it’s late. Randomly inspired by the prompts.
Summary: Harry tries to get out of the weekly shopping.
“Draco, why do we have to go shopping?”
“You like to eat don’t you?”
“We can have groceries delivered now, you realise.”
“I’m not having fresh fruit delivered, Harry James Potter. The last time we did that, all the punnets of blueberries had mould on them. Besides, you need to get out of the house.”
“I don’t want to. The last time we went for ice cream, I had idiots from all the wizarding papers trying to take pictures of me and speculating which was my favourite flavour. I don’t want wagging tongues and sordid tales.”
“You don’t mind it when I wag my tongue.”
“Nice try, love, but you won’t distract me with sexual innuendo this time. Let’s just get this glorious expedition over with, shall we?”
“You’re no fun today.”
“I know,. I’m sorry. I’m just a bit cranky because I’ve had a little cold.”
“Did you take some Pepper-Up?”
“I would have, but we’re all out of it.”
“I suppose I could do the shopping if you’re not feeling well.”
“You’ll come back with a pound of brie, a tin of biscuits, and three bottles of wine if you do it.”
“Did you or did you not enjoy that dinner?”
“I have to say, it was nice. But I was starving by the time it was done.”
“Exercise does burn calories.”
“Too bad you have to do the shopping. I wouldn’t mind burning calories right now.”
“If you’re well enough to burn calories, you’re well enough to shop.”
“Are you quite sure I can’t talk you into staying home? The shops will be there tomorrow.”
“You make a very persuasive argument. But you aren’t feeling well. I should let you rest. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I made you work too hard?”
“Are you sure you don’t mind shopping?”
“Of course not. And I’ll bring you some custard creams back.”
“I love those almost as much as I love you. You’re an angel.”
“I’m no angel. And I’ll prove it to you as soon as I return.”
“Looking forward to it.”
“Oh, and Harry?”
“Yes, love?”
“You owe me dinner. Never try to outplay a Slytherin. We always know.”