Title: Safe House
Author: Magicallioness
Rating: PG
Warning(s): no beta, since these pieces are far to short to bug anyone with. Besides, it'll mostly be last minute work anyway.
Beta: none
Word count: 436
Disclaimer: Anything belonging to the HP universe belongs to J.K. Rowling and others who have bought the rights to meddle with her toys. Anything that's not is mine, unless stated otherwise. I'm just playing around here, not making money, so please don't sue.
Author's note: Kaleidoscope universe. Late night quicky and no, that's not what it sounds like, jeez!
Summary: Draco makes a surprise appearance and Harry's none too happy about it. O yeah, and it's really early too.
SAFE HOUSE
It was early, very early in the morning when Draco Malfoy stepped out of the fireplace and into his living room, so Harry Potter really could not be blamed for staring at the git open mouthed. That didn't stop Malfoy however.
"Shut your mouth, Potter. There's no need to show your level of intelligence", he said, while stepping around the room in a small circle.
Harry's mouth snapped shut with the clear 'click' of teeth on teeth and then opened again to reveal a whole string of different sounds.
"What the hell are you doing here, Malfoy? How did you get my address, my floo is unlisted!"
"The Ministry provided me with access to your fireplace, since this is to be my safe house", came the smug answer, while the blond wizard perched himself on Harry's black leather couch and prodded it with his finger to make sure it was adequate. Why, Harry didn't understand, since everything in his house was of high quality: he had the money and years of having to live in a cupboard and wearing Dudley's old rags had left him with a will to use it. Harry's mind however, was soon occupied by other things.
"Your what?" he bellowed. But instead of waiting for an answer, walked up to his fireplace, stuck his head in and bellowed once again.
"KINGSLEY!"
"Ah, Potter, I hear Malfoy has arrived", Kingsley answered the head appearing in his office fireplace.
"I want to know why the hell he has and what's all this rubbish about a safe house", Harry barked, still bent over, with his head sticking into the fireplace.
"Watch your mouth, Potter! Somebody's trying to kill him-"
"Go figure."
"POTTER, shut it! Somebody's trying to kill Malfoy and since he still has valuable information about the Death Eaters and is able to get more, we need to keep him safe. The last place they will be looking for him is your house. Since you're our best Auror, it's also the safest place. End of discussion!" And with that, Kingsley Shacklebolt walked out of his office and slammed the door.
"I wasn't aware we were having a discussion," Harry mumbled as he stood back up, turned and looked straight into the eyes of a smirking Draco Malfoy.
It was early, very early in the morning when Draco Malfoy stepped out of his fireplace, so Harry really couldn't be blamed for wearing nothing but the sweatpants he usually slept in. That didn't stop Malfoy from checking him out repeatedly. And Harry didn't care that Malfoy obviously liked what he saw. Really, he didn't.