Title: Mistletoe
Author: Meridian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Merry Crimbo Gigiaiko! Have a good one gurk! Thank Autumn Chestnut :)
Summary: One of three Christmas present fics, each a snapshot into Harry and Draco's christmas
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The door burst open, a gust of the sharp December wind blew through the house, closely followed by a mass of black robes. Draco Malfoy, in all his windswept, rain soaked glory, paused in the doorway with a huge grin spread across his face.
He's up to something, thought Harry, who was pretending not to have noticed his boyfriend's dramatic entrance, not to mention the frankly scary grin which was plastered worryingly in place on the Slytherin's face. Harry locked his eye line onto the latest issue of World Quidditch Monthly, which was luckily already open and on his lap. His eyes refused to read the magazine and found instead watching Draco in the doorway far more entertaining.
Draco had now been standing in the same position for the last two minutes as Harry had even managed to skilfully ignore the cold, sharp breeze that was drifting in from the open door. Harry guessed that his lover really was determined to wait for Harry to acknowledge his presence, which definitely had something to do with the grin. He shivered slightly and decided to give in, after all there were far more important battles to be won.
"Still raining is it?" Harry asked in a bored drawl which he seemed to have developed and was blaming a certain blonde for.
Draco glared at his lover as he slammed the door shut. The dark haired boy grinned to himself, he always new how to get his own way... The suitably annoyed Slytherin removed his wet outer robes stalking towards the sofa. After pausing for a moment he finally took the empty space next to his boyfriend.
It took a minute or two of silent sulking before Draco finally became restless "Is that all you can think to say to me? You realise that I have been gone all day!" With this he crossed his arms and pouted at the green eyed boy.
Unknown to Draco, Harry had gotten him just where he wanted him. With a set blank expression on his face, the Gryffindor began, "Draco, its Christmas Eve, you've left me all on my own," he fixed his boyfriend with puppy dog eyes.
The Slytherin's annoyed expression was gone in the blink of an eye, a softer expression of worry had taken its place. Unknowingly his hand gripped Harry's tightly as he leaned in towards his boyfriend. "Harry," he said in a small voice "I didn't realise you wanted me to stay- but I had to go out to get it, to make it perfect"
That did it, Harry was curious, what had his lover needed to get? Was it another present? Was it something for him? "What did you need to get?"
Draco went over to his robes and brought out a small paper bag. Sitting back on the sofa he opened it gently. Inside was the most perfectly formed sprig of mistletoe. "Are you still mad at me?" Draco asked.
Harry shock his head wildly, "I'm not mad, how could I ever be mad at you?" He stared at the mistletoe before looking up into the Slytherin's grey eyes, a smile playing across his face.
The blonde held up the bow around the mistletoe, positioning it above them. As they leaned it Harry whispered 'I love you' softly before claiming Draco's lips in a kiss they would both remember for a long time.
Author: Meridian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Merry Crimbo Gigiaiko! Have a good one gurk! Thank Autumn Chestnut :)
Summary: One of three Christmas present fics, each a snapshot into Harry and Draco's christmas
~*~
The door burst open, a gust of the sharp December wind blew through the house, closely followed by a mass of black robes. Draco Malfoy, in all his windswept, rain soaked glory, paused in the doorway with a huge grin spread across his face.
He's up to something, thought Harry, who was pretending not to have noticed his boyfriend's dramatic entrance, not to mention the frankly scary grin which was plastered worryingly in place on the Slytherin's face. Harry locked his eye line onto the latest issue of World Quidditch Monthly, which was luckily already open and on his lap. His eyes refused to read the magazine and found instead watching Draco in the doorway far more entertaining.
Draco had now been standing in the same position for the last two minutes as Harry had even managed to skilfully ignore the cold, sharp breeze that was drifting in from the open door. Harry guessed that his lover really was determined to wait for Harry to acknowledge his presence, which definitely had something to do with the grin. He shivered slightly and decided to give in, after all there were far more important battles to be won.
"Still raining is it?" Harry asked in a bored drawl which he seemed to have developed and was blaming a certain blonde for.
Draco glared at his lover as he slammed the door shut. The dark haired boy grinned to himself, he always new how to get his own way... The suitably annoyed Slytherin removed his wet outer robes stalking towards the sofa. After pausing for a moment he finally took the empty space next to his boyfriend.
It took a minute or two of silent sulking before Draco finally became restless "Is that all you can think to say to me? You realise that I have been gone all day!" With this he crossed his arms and pouted at the green eyed boy.
Unknown to Draco, Harry had gotten him just where he wanted him. With a set blank expression on his face, the Gryffindor began, "Draco, its Christmas Eve, you've left me all on my own," he fixed his boyfriend with puppy dog eyes.
The Slytherin's annoyed expression was gone in the blink of an eye, a softer expression of worry had taken its place. Unknowingly his hand gripped Harry's tightly as he leaned in towards his boyfriend. "Harry," he said in a small voice "I didn't realise you wanted me to stay- but I had to go out to get it, to make it perfect"
That did it, Harry was curious, what had his lover needed to get? Was it another present? Was it something for him? "What did you need to get?"
Draco went over to his robes and brought out a small paper bag. Sitting back on the sofa he opened it gently. Inside was the most perfectly formed sprig of mistletoe. "Are you still mad at me?" Draco asked.
Harry shock his head wildly, "I'm not mad, how could I ever be mad at you?" He stared at the mistletoe before looking up into the Slytherin's grey eyes, a smile playing across his face.
The blonde held up the bow around the mistletoe, positioning it above them. As they leaned it Harry whispered 'I love you' softly before claiming Draco's lips in a kiss they would both remember for a long time.