25 HarryxDraco Drabbles
By Yiji
Drabble 1 : Wrong Morning
Everything was wrong.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
But Merlin, how wrong everything was.
The sheets he woke up to, tangling around his legs and torso, weren't of the finest silk that money could buy. They were common and unrefined, and he muttered that they would probably scratch his skin terribly, and when he got out of bed he would most definitely find his epidermis lying amidst the crude cotton coverlets, like the snake of a skin.
The shower was pastel cream tiles (ugh!) and an ordinary showerhead that sprayed irritatingly forceful jets of water. And the taps would not synchronize the heat according to the weather inside the bathroom, they had to be done manually. How rudimentary, indeed.
The towels weren't soft, superior-quality weaves imported from Egypt, but average store-bought linens, probably purchased at a local bathroom-store. And they'd most likely scratch at his delicate skin again. Damn, at this rate, he'd be skinless soon.
The clothes he put on were too big and unsophisticated. The door handle was too high, the walls not the right color, and there were only eleven stairs to climb down (common wooden ones, not marble), instead of forty-two.
As he reached the kitchen, he wondered why the hell his pride was allowing him to walk about like a… like a normal person, instead of the distinguished individual that he was. And why he was allowing himself to stoop down to this level of normality.
"'Morning, Draco," came the voice from the kitchen table (scrubbed cedar, ugh, how revolting!), and he was inundated in a sea of emerald, sable and wicked grins.
Oh...
Amazing how some mornings can appear so completely and utterly right.
