Anything For You (H/D, PG-13)
Jun. 13th, 2007 06:14 amTitle: Anything For You
Author:
sesheta_66
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 450
Challenge:
slythindor100's challenge to use at least 8 of these words: pin; pale; soul; plebeian; mirror; pink; balloon; quill; random; plug; perilously; white; button; patch; ritual. I used them all.
Warnings: No beta.
Disclaimer: Sadly, the characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Looking in the mirror at his pale reflection, Draco completed his daily ritual. It took work to look this good - it was not some random happening. He did up his last button, put on his prefect pin, smoothed out his robes and made his way to the Great Hall.
Meanwhile, in Gryffindor Tower, a decidedly different ritual was taking place. Harry had showered and dried off, running his fingers through his hair. Grabbing shirt and pants from his pile of clothes on the floor, he pulled them on. Noticing a patch of pink (what was that?) against the stark white of his shirt, Harry frowned and did a quick Scourgify, then headed to breakfast.
At the sight of Harry, Draco wondered how he could be dating such a plebeian wizard. He was rumpled at best, and was currently speaking animatedly to the weasel, cheeks puffed out like balloons. What was that about?
The blonde had dragged Harry off after breakfast and exploded over his appearance and antics, working himself into a frenzy as he had spoken. Knowing that arguing with him in that state was a perilous endeavour, Harry had decided it best to just walk away.
Now, however, Harry needed to vent. Pulling the plug on his ink bottle, and putting quill to parchment, Harry penned a note to Draco.
Draco, I’m not sure what I did wrong this time. You seemed so angry that I can’t believe it was only about what I was wearing. We need to talk.
Looking at his note, Harry crumpled it up and threw it away. He was tired of the little nit-picky fights they got into, but he was never able to articulate that in the middle of one of them. Taking out another piece of parchment, he started fresh.
Draco, I’m not sure how we got to this point. All I know is that you have managed to get under my skin. You have wormed your way into my heart, and touched my soul. No matter what we come up against, I'm convinced we can work through it. Even if I have to change my wardrobe -- although I'm still baffled that it upsets you so much. I can't picture my life without you, so let's stop all these fights. Let's talk. Harry.
That night, as the two lay in each other's arms, Harry gazed at look of utter contentment on Draco's face. Harry was so pleased that his heartfelt note had managed to reach his boyfriend.
Draco was happily drifting off, imagining all the fun they would have that weekend, shopping for new clothes for his boyfriend.
Author:
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 450
Challenge:
Warnings: No beta.
Disclaimer: Sadly, the characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Looking in the mirror at his pale reflection, Draco completed his daily ritual. It took work to look this good - it was not some random happening. He did up his last button, put on his prefect pin, smoothed out his robes and made his way to the Great Hall.
Meanwhile, in Gryffindor Tower, a decidedly different ritual was taking place. Harry had showered and dried off, running his fingers through his hair. Grabbing shirt and pants from his pile of clothes on the floor, he pulled them on. Noticing a patch of pink (what was that?) against the stark white of his shirt, Harry frowned and did a quick Scourgify, then headed to breakfast.
At the sight of Harry, Draco wondered how he could be dating such a plebeian wizard. He was rumpled at best, and was currently speaking animatedly to the weasel, cheeks puffed out like balloons. What was that about?
The blonde had dragged Harry off after breakfast and exploded over his appearance and antics, working himself into a frenzy as he had spoken. Knowing that arguing with him in that state was a perilous endeavour, Harry had decided it best to just walk away.
Now, however, Harry needed to vent. Pulling the plug on his ink bottle, and putting quill to parchment, Harry penned a note to Draco.
Looking at his note, Harry crumpled it up and threw it away. He was tired of the little nit-picky fights they got into, but he was never able to articulate that in the middle of one of them. Taking out another piece of parchment, he started fresh.
That night, as the two lay in each other's arms, Harry gazed at look of utter contentment on Draco's face. Harry was so pleased that his heartfelt note had managed to reach his boyfriend.
Draco was happily drifting off, imagining all the fun they would have that weekend, shopping for new clothes for his boyfriend.
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Date: 2007-06-13 10:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-13 10:33 am (UTC)*points up* - awww ... he looks so happy in your icon!
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Date: 2007-06-13 11:41 am (UTC)Thanks for such a sweet fic.
But, as usual, I always enjoy your stories. :)
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Date: 2007-06-13 09:21 pm (UTC)And he may have given in, but I doubt he knew just what he'd be in for! *g*
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Date: 2007-06-13 09:22 pm (UTC)*wipes up drool*
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Date: 2007-06-14 02:33 pm (UTC)Ahahaha, your last line is hilarious - typical Draco, he totally missed Harry's heartfelt declaration of love. *g* Your Harry's sweet here, and very understanding. :)
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Date: 2007-06-14 09:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-14 09:23 pm (UTC)And yes ... Draco ... well, it is ALL about him after all, isn't it?
Harry has to be understanding, if he expects to get any! *g*
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Date: 2007-06-15 08:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-15 11:10 am (UTC)Mmmmm ... there's a picture!
Good luck finding/getting the boots! You have to post a picture if/when you do!
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Date: 2007-06-20 10:28 am (UTC)but if you know of any websites or anything that would have them - please, pass them on! i was trying to find some of those... fuck, what are they called? erm. erm. argh, i've forgotten! not skechers... it's on the tip of my tongue, i just can't remember the name! they usually come in black and white but they have loads of colours now. i have a pair which is why its so frustrating that i can't remember what they are called! anyway, i saw that they did wrestling boots of those but i couldn't find them anywhere on the internet.
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Date: 2007-06-20 10:54 am (UTC)Alas, I am of no help. Sorry. :(
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Date: 2007-06-26 12:34 pm (UTC)i'm with you on the shopping front.
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