January 9, 2018

Prompt
16: Addict

Harry continued to bake. He baked every day. He baked cookies, cakes, pies, and bread. He kept his self-busy so he didn't have to think. He didn't want to think of anything. He wanted to wait out the time he had given Draco and go back to his apartment. He didn't want any reminders of all that he had lost.

During the last half of the second month, Draco stormed into the kitchen at the end of the day where he saw a new pile of biscuits sitting on the table. Harry was cooking. Draco picked one up and ate it. Then turned to Harry.

"Potter you need to stop this."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He said turning to him.

"All this baking it needs to stop."

"Why?" Harry turned and continued cooking.

"Because it's not healthy"

"I'm fine."

"Yeah but I'm not. I've gained ten pounds since you moved in. I can't fit into my muggle trousers without transfiguring them."

"What?" Harry turned to look at Draco.

"I'm addicted to your baking. I can't help myself. I've literally had five biscuits since we started this conversation. So please find a healthier way to cope."