Grateful (H/D, PG)
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sesheta66Title: Grateful
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Rating: PG
Word Count: ~ 655
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, Ruby (OC).
Giftee: Forrubytuesday5681 who loves her job. It also fits the current ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hd_fluff prompt #32, "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday," and my GJ 100_prompts table #099 - "Forgotten."
Summary: Harry finally convinces Draco to volunteer some time at the local daycare centre for orphaned children.
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
"My name is Ruby. What's yours? Harry heard the little girl ask Draco.
"Draco."
"That's kind of a funny name, isn't it?" she asked, but without malice.
"Actually, it means dragon. Did you know that there is a constellation - that's a group of stars - up in the sky in the shape of a dragon that is named Draco?"
"Wow!" she said, truly in awe. Harry grinned as he continued to build a LEGO castle with a few of the other children at the centre. "I wish I had a constipation named after me too."
Harry snorted despite himself. He couldn't help it. The girl had been talking non-stop since Draco sat down, and Harry had watched his boyfriend's expression go from trepidation to fright to resignation to tolerance to exasperation to amusement all in the span of ten minutes. His boyfriend had argued vehemently that the orphanage's daycare centre was Harry's domain, and that he had no interest whatsoever in going there himself.
"But the children learn so much there. And you could help teach them, Draco. You don't need to work, but you can't just do nothing. Volunteering your time would be perfect for you. You've been bored for so long, just give it a try, yeah? For me?" He had leaned in and given him a kiss, with a not-so-subtle pressing together of their bodies at that point. "I'm sure I will be very grateful" - he wriggled his groin against Draco's - "when we come back home," he had whispered in Draco's ear, nibbling on his lobe, which he knew drove the Slytherin mad.
"Fine," Draco had relented. "But just this once. And be prepared to be extremely grateful, Potter."
Now, as they were sitting in the daycare centre and Ruby was talking his ear off, Draco was putty in her hands. Harry knew it would happen, although he had figured on another of the children, one of the more shy ones, to get to Draco. But it was this cheerful, full-of-life little girl that had won him over. Harry was positively bubbling over with pride, and it warmed his heart to see the little girl so happy.
"What's your favourite colour?" Ruby continued.
"Green," he replied with no hesitation, sounding amused.
"My favourite colour is purple!" the girl told Draco. "But I like yellow, too." She frowned as though deep in thought, but before Draco had a chance to interject a comment, she was off again. "What do you think love is, Draco? My sister Noelle says that love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Harry was barely able to control his laughter at the horrified look on Draco's face. "Well, Ruby, I don't think it's necessary to give up cleanliness just because you love someone. In fact, I should think the gentleman in question would want to present a clean self if he really loved you." Draco left no room for argument, nodding his head for emphasis.
Ruby looked pensive for a moment, clearly trying to process this new information. Draco took advantage of the brief lull in the conversation. "I tell you what, Ruby. Why don't you go over and get us some of your favourite colours of paint, and we can paint a picture. How does that sound?"
"Perfect!" she said, jumping up and giving Draco a hug, previous conversation forgotten. "Don't you go anywhere! I'll be right back!" she said happily.
Draco stood up to get an easel, and his eyes met Harry's. They exchanged a smile and a knowing look. "Very well, Potter, you win. I shall return with you."
Harry smiled broadly at him. "I'm sure Ruby will be very grateful to have you in her life."
"Yes, well ..." Draco said slyly. He leaned in to whisper in Harry's ear. "I haven't forgotten, Potter. Tonight it had better be you that is grateful. Very grateful."
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Author:
sesheta_66 Rating: PG
Word Count: ~ 655
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, Ruby (OC).
Giftee: For
rubytuesday5681 who loves her job. It also fits the current hd_fluff prompt #32, "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday," and my GJ 100_prompts table #099 - "Forgotten." Summary: Harry finally convinces Draco to volunteer some time at the local daycare centre for orphaned children.
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
"My name is Ruby. What's yours? Harry heard the little girl ask Draco.
"Draco."
"That's kind of a funny name, isn't it?" she asked, but without malice.
"Actually, it means dragon. Did you know that there is a constellation - that's a group of stars - up in the sky in the shape of a dragon that is named Draco?"
"Wow!" she said, truly in awe. Harry grinned as he continued to build a LEGO castle with a few of the other children at the centre. "I wish I had a constipation named after me too."
Harry snorted despite himself. He couldn't help it. The girl had been talking non-stop since Draco sat down, and Harry had watched his boyfriend's expression go from trepidation to fright to resignation to tolerance to exasperation to amusement all in the span of ten minutes. His boyfriend had argued vehemently that the orphanage's daycare centre was Harry's domain, and that he had no interest whatsoever in going there himself.
"But the children learn so much there. And you could help teach them, Draco. You don't need to work, but you can't just do nothing. Volunteering your time would be perfect for you. You've been bored for so long, just give it a try, yeah? For me?" He had leaned in and given him a kiss, with a not-so-subtle pressing together of their bodies at that point. "I'm sure I will be very grateful" - he wriggled his groin against Draco's - "when we come back home," he had whispered in Draco's ear, nibbling on his lobe, which he knew drove the Slytherin mad.
"Fine," Draco had relented. "But just this once. And be prepared to be extremely grateful, Potter."
Now, as they were sitting in the daycare centre and Ruby was talking his ear off, Draco was putty in her hands. Harry knew it would happen, although he had figured on another of the children, one of the more shy ones, to get to Draco. But it was this cheerful, full-of-life little girl that had won him over. Harry was positively bubbling over with pride, and it warmed his heart to see the little girl so happy.
"What's your favourite colour?" Ruby continued.
"Green," he replied with no hesitation, sounding amused.
"My favourite colour is purple!" the girl told Draco. "But I like yellow, too." She frowned as though deep in thought, but before Draco had a chance to interject a comment, she was off again. "What do you think love is, Draco? My sister Noelle says that love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Harry was barely able to control his laughter at the horrified look on Draco's face. "Well, Ruby, I don't think it's necessary to give up cleanliness just because you love someone. In fact, I should think the gentleman in question would want to present a clean self if he really loved you." Draco left no room for argument, nodding his head for emphasis.
Ruby looked pensive for a moment, clearly trying to process this new information. Draco took advantage of the brief lull in the conversation. "I tell you what, Ruby. Why don't you go over and get us some of your favourite colours of paint, and we can paint a picture. How does that sound?"
"Perfect!" she said, jumping up and giving Draco a hug, previous conversation forgotten. "Don't you go anywhere! I'll be right back!" she said happily.
Draco stood up to get an easel, and his eyes met Harry's. They exchanged a smile and a knowing look. "Very well, Potter, you win. I shall return with you."
Harry smiled broadly at him. "I'm sure Ruby will be very grateful to have you in her life."
"Yes, well ..." Draco said slyly. He leaned in to whisper in Harry's ear. "I haven't forgotten, Potter. Tonight it had better be you that is grateful. Very grateful."
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