Out-Slytherined
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Author: bleedingangel84
Title: Out-Slytherined
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 481
Genre: Romance
Warnings: Fluff, Humour, Passing mentions of kink
Written For: JMDC # 90; dove_drabbles Prompt # 11
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters owned by JKR & Co. I’m just playing with them. No need to sue.
Summary: Harry may have Slytherin cunning, but Draco knows how to use it.
Author’s notes: Written as a follow-up to Seizing the Moment, because I couldn’t resist doing it. I hope you like it. As usual, I have no beta. If anything hugely erroneous jumps out at you, tell me. I’d be happy to correct it.
Out-Slytherined
“Harry James Potter, I cannot believe you did this!” Draco said incredulously.
Harry’s answering grin was wide and entirely too satisfied for Draco’s comfort.
“I’m not stupid, Draco. Did you honestly think I’d ask you to marry me without getting your mother’s permission first? The woman is a tiger when it comes to looking after you. Of course I made sure she knew what I was planning. “
“I was so sure we’d be greeted with a Howler when we got back, and here I find you escaped punishment. It’s not fair,” Draco pouted.
“Are you actually disappointed that I managed to avoid the heat of Narcissa’s wrath, or just that I managed to plan this without you finding out about it?”
Draco simply huffed, turning his back to Harry and watching the rain fall from the privacy of the balcony adjoining his boyhood bedroom.
“Draco, come on. Your mother planned a beautiful party for us, all our friends are here, and I love you. Come dance with me,” Harry pleaded.
“I think not, Potter. You’d likely damage my toes with your elephant feet, and I don’t like that you were in cahoots with my mother this whole time. It’s vastly unsettling to realize your husband is more cunning than you are. The world as I know it has ended.”
Harry snorted, lightly kissing the nape of Draco’s neck before tracing it with the tip of his tongue.
“Always so dramatic, Draco. No one is more cunning than you are. After all, who else was smart enough to ensnare Harry Potter, hmm?”
“Mmm, I suppose you’re right. Let’s go back to the party, then. But no dancing.”
“Hey! Why not?” Harry asked.
“Sore feet are not sexy, Harry. I want to be in pristine condition when you shag me later tonight,” Draco explained.
“I think we passed pristine on our fourth date when I discovered you had a weakness for being bitten. God, you turned me on so much when you whimpered like that, kitten.
“Harr-ry! Stop that. My mother and all our friends are in the house. It won’t do to face them with a tent in my trousers.”
“Let me help you take care of that, then,” Harry offered seductively.
Draco loosed a frustrated groan.
“We can’t, Harry Everyone’s waiting. We should be out there talking with our guests instead of tucked back here in my bedroom.”
“We have time, Draco. I told everyone you’d gotten overheated and needed to lie down for a while. From the way Narcissa winked at me, I’d say she’s willing to give us at least half an hour alone before setting Bipsy on us.”
Draco turned to face Harry, his expression serious.
“Potter, if you ever want me to let you near my arse again, you will not mention my mother or her house elves again. Is that clear?”
Harry groaned.
“Yes, dear.”
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on 2013-08-11 11:58 pm (UTC)Very sweet arc! Thank you for this! :)
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