Prompt: Harry buys Draco a huge teddy bear.
Harry slammed his head into his desk. He really hated his job sometimes.
"Why me Kingsley? Isn't there anyone else you can send?" Harry pleaded. "Any other weekend and you know I would go, but"
"I know you have plans for this weekend Harry. I'm sorry, I really am but you are the most adept in the department at countering control spells, and we really can't afford to lose any more of our aurors. We've finally located the Lestrange house, and the old bat has probably loaded the place with them."
Harry groaned and continued to hit his head on the wooden desk. He knew the office was short staffed, for some reason it seemed as if half of the department had either quit or was on medical leave.
"If I don't die on the raid, he's going to kill me, you know that right?" Harry was only half joking. Once he and Draco had finally stopped fighting, and realized the attraction that had pushed them together in the first place, any remaining animosity between the two had quickly fizzled out. However, Harry didn't really want to find out how his boyfriend was going to react when he learned that they would be cancelling their plans and spending their first Valentine's Day apart. With one of them in danger no less.
Kingsley just chuckled. "Go home Harry. I'll see you Friday morning for the briefing."
Harry stood to get his cloak, he had some fast thinking to do if he was going to come out of dinner unscathed.
Harry wandered around muggle London, unwilling to go home early. He needed a plan to make up for the botched weekend, and he needed it before he could tell Draco he had to change their plans. Draco was like that, he always needed to have an agenda. Of course, Harry wouldn't always follow it and while it sometimes drove Draco crazy, Harry knew that he also loved it. The thought made him smile.
Harry looked up as he passed a large toy store. Sitting in the window was a large black teddy bear with jewel green eyes. Perfect.
Thankfully, it was Harry's night to cook dinner. Ever since Draco had learned how to cook, he always took it as an insult whenever Harry asked if he could make something instead. He pulled the lasagna out of the oven just as Draco strode into the kitchen.
"Hello love, dinner's almost ready."
"Potter, what in the name of Merlin is that." Draco waved at the bear, which was sitting upright at the table.
"It's a teddy bear."
"Obviously, but why is it in our kitchen?"
"Because it's a gift, and I wanted it somewhere you would see it." Harry smirked at the now exasperated expression on Draco's face.
"Gifts are meant to be wrapped, Harry. I thought we discussed this at Christmas."
"We did." Harry set the lasagna on the table. "But, I didn't really feel like learning how to wrap a bear as big as I am."
"So, how was work?"
"Shit actually. We had two more aurors quit this week, so I've been stuck doing paperwork, trying to officially close all of their open cases, and screening all of the new trainee applications. And now, because we are so short staffed, and our team that specializes in control spells is still in St Mungo's from their last raid, Kingsley is sending me on a raid this weekend to the Lestrange house." Draco groaned.
"Well," Draco cleared his throat and looked at his plate. "I'm sure he wouldn't be sending you if he had any other option."
"I tried getting out of it Draco, I really did. He wouldn't budge." Harry got up and walked around to the other side of the table where he leaned against it in front of Draco. "All this means is we get to push our trip back a week. I've already flooed the resort, and they're more than happy to change our reservation. And as per ministry regulations, I get tomorrow off of work before I'm expected to report for the raid."
Draco finally looked up at Harry with a small grin.
"So that's why you got the bear, huh?"
"That's one reason. I also think it looks a little like me, and I found a charm that can mimic certain scents. That way I can charm it before I leave on work trips, since I know you hate staying in this house by yourself." Harry had actually been trying to find a way to make his nights away from home easier on Draco, who had had a panic attack the first time Harry had left on a raid. Just another reminder that they grew up during a war.
Upon hearing the thought that went into getting him the bear, Draco looked at it with less disdain than he had when he first saw it.
"Well, at least its fur is neater than your mop." Harry smiled at that; if Draco was insulting his hair, he was forgiven for the moment. "Thanks, Harry."
"You're Welcome, love."
AN: So I think this is going to be a two-shot. I have two different endings in mind, and I haven't chosen yet. If you want either the 'sneaky' or the traditional ending let me know in a review! I'll probably make up my mind in a week or two, so if you don't have a preference, please be patient! It'll get done, I promise.
