Title: Hook, Line, and Sinker
Author: GrapeSmshr
Rated: G to PG-13, depending on the chapter
Coupling: HP/DM slashy goodness
Updates: every Friday.
Summary: H/D *slash* Everyone loves the holidays because love blooms. Each chapter is a different holiday in which Harry and Draco find romance. Eighth holiday: Harry's Birthday!!
A/N: How stupid am I to have forgotten that birthdays are considered holidays? I'm just slapping myself for this one! But I do have to say that I had a bit of fun writing this holiday...
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Holiday 8: Harry's Birthday
Rated: PG
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The party was in full swing by the time nine o'clock came and went. There were a couple dozen people present; not a huge turnout by most people's standards, but it was more than enough to please Harry Potter.
"Hey, Har, come get in the picture!" Dean Thomas called over to Harry, beckoning him to join the group of posing Gryffindors.
"All right!"
Harry could not have been more shocked when he had been taken to a surprise party for his seventeenth birthday. Having defeated Voldemort the year before, Dumbledore saw no need to send Harry back to live with the abusive Dursleys. With the help of Remus Lupin, Harry had completed the emancipation process and moved into a flat in London, where he could have easy access to the Wizarding world. With his parents' inheritance, plus a hefty sum left to him by his godfather, Harry had more than enough money to sustain him for several years.
When his friends showed up at his flat to take him to a swanky hotel party hall, Harry was on top of the world. His fellow soon-to-be-seventh year Gryffindors were all present, as well as a few upcoming sixth years. They were joined by some seventh year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. Even Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were there, as Harry had befriended the two Slytherins the year before. And so far, everyone was getting along quite rightly.
As Harry sidled up next to Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, he slung his arms around their shoulders, inconspicuously making bunny ears just before Colin Creevey snapped the photo. The younger teen hid a smile as he moved on to take more pictures.
"One month left of freedom, mate!" Ron exclaimed in a mixture of both excitement and disappointment, something only he could pull off. "And then it's back to having to learn." He made a face of disdain.
"You make it sound like you're having to eat something Hagrid cooked," Hermione scolded the redhead, clucking her tongue indignantly. "This is our most important year coming up, and--"
"Now, Hermione, remember you said you wouldn't talk about school?" Harry interrupted the girl before she could go off on a tangent.
"Yes, but Ron was the one who--"
"Hermione..."
She sighed in defeat, knowing she wouldn't win this argument. "All right, no talking about school."
"That's my girl." Harry gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving on to mingle with Terry Boot and Ernie Macmillan. After talking Quidditch for a few moments, Harry joined Blaise and Pansy over at the edge of the dance floor. "Enjoying yourselves?"
Pansy waved her hands emphatically to the groups around her. "When I made friends with you, I wasn't aware I would have to be mingling with all of these other--"
"Pansy, play nice," Blaise interrupted her would-be insult. To Harry he said, "I'm not going to lie and say she didn't mean it, because I'm sure she did. But she *has* been trying."
"Thank you, Blaise, for that oh-so-wonderful compliment." Pansy thumped him on the back of the head, earning herself a glare.
Turning away from the blonde girl, Blaise said, "Draco sends his birthday wishes."
"He won't be joining us, then?"
Blaise pushed a lock of dark hair out of his eyes. "He had something to do."
"Oh, ok." Harry couldn't say that he wasn't disappointed, because he was. In the span of the past year, he had grown closer to the blonde. Not emotionally, and definitely not physically, although Harry still had his hopes. No, they were connected by a stronger power, a mystical tie between the two. They were kindred spirits in their misery until the fall of Voldemort had freed them both. But ever since then... All Harry needed was to be in the same room with Draco, and that was enough for him to know that he had fallen for the steel-eyed Slytherin, fast and hard. He sometimes wondered if everyone else were aware, his feelings were so intense.
Exchanging an amused glance with Blaise, Pansy placed a hand on Harry's arm and said, "The night is still young. Go have some fun."
Face lighting up with a smile, Harry asked her, "Would that include a dance?"
"With me?" At his nod, she shrugged. "Why not. Lead the way." Linking arms, the two joined the other dancing couples.
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An hour and several dances later, Harry was still having the time of his life. He had spent most of the night talking with everyone, enjoying his very first surprise party. Hell, this was his first birthday party in general!
"I'm having a great time," Harry was saying to Ron and Hermione, who beamed at him. They were the ones that had pretty much gotten the whole party together.
"We're happy to hear that. But the night isn't over, yet..." Hermione motioned for Harry to turn around.
He did so, then blinked. Being wheeled into the room was a cake, a giant tiered cake that was almost as tall as him! There were candles on every tier, flickering brightly. Guys, you really outdid yourselves..."
"Go ahead, Harry, make a wish!" Seamus Finnigan called out.
Closing his eyes, Harry paused for a moment as he made a wish. Eyes open once again, he blew out the candles, circling the cake to make sure he got them all. As everyone cheered, he swiped a finger across the white frosting and licked it off. "Delicious," he murmured.
"You haven't seen delicious yet," Blaise corrected with a grin.
Before Harry could ask what he meant by that comment, there was a loud popping noise, followed by a shower of glittering confetti. He watched as the top of the cake burst open, revealing a person.
Draco Malfoy. A half-naked Draco Malfoy. With a very pale, muscular torso, brilliantly sculpted arms, and the sexiest smirk Harry had ever seen on another person.
Letting out a jagged breath, Harry whispered, "Just what I wished for."
Draco, having heard Harry's words, gracefully hopped down from the cake and now stood in front of the awed Gryffindor birthday boy, smiling broadly. "Surprised?" he asked in his liquid drawl.
"How--why--" Harry couldn't even form a sentence he was so shocked. Elated, absolutely, but shocked nonetheless.
"It was Blaise's idea, actually."
Harry shot Blaise a look of wonderment, then turned back to the blonde before him.
"He figured it would be the perfect surprise," Draco explained. "I agreed."
"So, you mean..."
"I think everyone knows what I mean," he replied before grabbing the ravenhead's shoulders and pulling him into a kiss.
Draco's lips were hot and cold, rough and gentle, so many different sensations that made Harry's mind whirl. It was everything he imagined and everything he hadn't. And best of all, it was actually happening.
As Draco made to pull away, Harry grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back into a blood-boiling kiss that left both of them panting.
"I knew you wanted me, Potter, but not this badly," Draco teased between breaths.
"I'm not the one who jumped out of a cake half-dressed," Harry pointed out, arms wrapping around the blonde's waist.
"Hmm, you're right." Leaning in close, Draco whispered against Harry's ear, "So, are you enjoying your party?"
Harry buried his face in the crook of Draco's neck, kissing the tender skin softly. "More so now," came his muffled reply.
Draco chuckled low in his throat, pulling the ravenhead more tightly into the embrace. "Happy birthday, Harry."
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How many people saw that one from a mile away? ::sees myriad of raised hands:: That many? Good! I wrote this chapter pretty fast. Guess that's what happens when you get inspired! ^*^ Let's just hope the next chapter gets cranked out like this one did. I'm going to have a killer week next week (Human Societies test on Wednesday and Friday--a double parter; Drug Use & Abuse test on Thursday; Populations proposal due on Friday; recital day in Piano on Thursday). See? Long week. But I will try my absolute hardest to get the next chapter out on time. Dunno if I will, since it's Halloween and I'll be busy dressing up in my costume for work, so I think I'll post on Saturday. Just wanted to give you some heads up!
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And now for my thanks...
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Baby Sphinx: Thanks for that link! I've been looking for a good site for info but hadn't come up with anything really good. That site you sent me helped out bunches!
GoddessMoonLady: Hehe, yeah, I love Aprils Fools' Day, even though I'm usually the one getting pranked... And as much as I'd love to throw in a lovely R moment, I want to keep everything PG-13 and under (but that's not saying that I won't throw in a little nudity here and there).
Wonapalei: That's a good idea. I need to study up on my zodiacs to see what would fit Draco best...
Chelsea: Graduation! ::smacks head:: How on earth do I not remember these days myself? Honestly... Great suggestion! I'll definitely do that one. And if you do find that website with Draco's b-day, please please please let me know!
soccer-chick250: Oh, no worries... I've gotten so many great suggestions that I think this fic will be continued for a while.
BURN THE R.U.M.: May Day... Hasn't been suggested before. I'll add it to the list. And thanks for reading (and reviewing)! It's always nice to have a loyal fan!
Lunadeath: Honestly, I have no idea where the blue hair idea came from. I have a friend with blue hair, but it was intentional. Ehh, think I'll have to turn down the puppy offer... My kitty doesn't play well with others.
Tikindi Dragon: Of course I don't mind you saying so. I thrive on it, actually! Thanks for the holiday suggestions!
MedNar: Actually, I noticed too that this chapter kinda veered off from the normal path. Dunno where the idea came from. But I kinda like how every chapter is not formatted the same way. Keeps things interesting. Or maybe I was just tired when I wrote this chapter. Who knows? ~*^
luin-lote: Oh yeah, I can definitely see Harry with blue hair... ::starts drooling:: Anyway, I plan on writing the chapters as long as I keep getting ideas!
Devil Joe: Hey, thanks for the list of holidays! There were some new ones in there that I will definitely consider!
MPPRluver: That's actually a pretty good idea. Sometimes the less major holidays are the most fun ones. I was actually thinking about Arbor Day a while back.
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Thanks to everyone I mentioned above and everyone else who read this chapter! I do so appreciate and love you all! One hundred reviews! I just hit one hundred reviews and couldn't be more ecstatic!! You guys are awesome!
Author: GrapeSmshr
Rated: G to PG-13, depending on the chapter
Coupling: HP/DM slashy goodness
Updates: every Friday.
Summary: H/D *slash* Everyone loves the holidays because love blooms. Each chapter is a different holiday in which Harry and Draco find romance. Eighth holiday: Harry's Birthday!!
A/N: How stupid am I to have forgotten that birthdays are considered holidays? I'm just slapping myself for this one! But I do have to say that I had a bit of fun writing this holiday...
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Holiday 8: Harry's Birthday
Rated: PG
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The party was in full swing by the time nine o'clock came and went. There were a couple dozen people present; not a huge turnout by most people's standards, but it was more than enough to please Harry Potter.
"Hey, Har, come get in the picture!" Dean Thomas called over to Harry, beckoning him to join the group of posing Gryffindors.
"All right!"
Harry could not have been more shocked when he had been taken to a surprise party for his seventeenth birthday. Having defeated Voldemort the year before, Dumbledore saw no need to send Harry back to live with the abusive Dursleys. With the help of Remus Lupin, Harry had completed the emancipation process and moved into a flat in London, where he could have easy access to the Wizarding world. With his parents' inheritance, plus a hefty sum left to him by his godfather, Harry had more than enough money to sustain him for several years.
When his friends showed up at his flat to take him to a swanky hotel party hall, Harry was on top of the world. His fellow soon-to-be-seventh year Gryffindors were all present, as well as a few upcoming sixth years. They were joined by some seventh year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. Even Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were there, as Harry had befriended the two Slytherins the year before. And so far, everyone was getting along quite rightly.
As Harry sidled up next to Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, he slung his arms around their shoulders, inconspicuously making bunny ears just before Colin Creevey snapped the photo. The younger teen hid a smile as he moved on to take more pictures.
"One month left of freedom, mate!" Ron exclaimed in a mixture of both excitement and disappointment, something only he could pull off. "And then it's back to having to learn." He made a face of disdain.
"You make it sound like you're having to eat something Hagrid cooked," Hermione scolded the redhead, clucking her tongue indignantly. "This is our most important year coming up, and--"
"Now, Hermione, remember you said you wouldn't talk about school?" Harry interrupted the girl before she could go off on a tangent.
"Yes, but Ron was the one who--"
"Hermione..."
She sighed in defeat, knowing she wouldn't win this argument. "All right, no talking about school."
"That's my girl." Harry gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving on to mingle with Terry Boot and Ernie Macmillan. After talking Quidditch for a few moments, Harry joined Blaise and Pansy over at the edge of the dance floor. "Enjoying yourselves?"
Pansy waved her hands emphatically to the groups around her. "When I made friends with you, I wasn't aware I would have to be mingling with all of these other--"
"Pansy, play nice," Blaise interrupted her would-be insult. To Harry he said, "I'm not going to lie and say she didn't mean it, because I'm sure she did. But she *has* been trying."
"Thank you, Blaise, for that oh-so-wonderful compliment." Pansy thumped him on the back of the head, earning herself a glare.
Turning away from the blonde girl, Blaise said, "Draco sends his birthday wishes."
"He won't be joining us, then?"
Blaise pushed a lock of dark hair out of his eyes. "He had something to do."
"Oh, ok." Harry couldn't say that he wasn't disappointed, because he was. In the span of the past year, he had grown closer to the blonde. Not emotionally, and definitely not physically, although Harry still had his hopes. No, they were connected by a stronger power, a mystical tie between the two. They were kindred spirits in their misery until the fall of Voldemort had freed them both. But ever since then... All Harry needed was to be in the same room with Draco, and that was enough for him to know that he had fallen for the steel-eyed Slytherin, fast and hard. He sometimes wondered if everyone else were aware, his feelings were so intense.
Exchanging an amused glance with Blaise, Pansy placed a hand on Harry's arm and said, "The night is still young. Go have some fun."
Face lighting up with a smile, Harry asked her, "Would that include a dance?"
"With me?" At his nod, she shrugged. "Why not. Lead the way." Linking arms, the two joined the other dancing couples.
.
.
An hour and several dances later, Harry was still having the time of his life. He had spent most of the night talking with everyone, enjoying his very first surprise party. Hell, this was his first birthday party in general!
"I'm having a great time," Harry was saying to Ron and Hermione, who beamed at him. They were the ones that had pretty much gotten the whole party together.
"We're happy to hear that. But the night isn't over, yet..." Hermione motioned for Harry to turn around.
He did so, then blinked. Being wheeled into the room was a cake, a giant tiered cake that was almost as tall as him! There were candles on every tier, flickering brightly. Guys, you really outdid yourselves..."
"Go ahead, Harry, make a wish!" Seamus Finnigan called out.
Closing his eyes, Harry paused for a moment as he made a wish. Eyes open once again, he blew out the candles, circling the cake to make sure he got them all. As everyone cheered, he swiped a finger across the white frosting and licked it off. "Delicious," he murmured.
"You haven't seen delicious yet," Blaise corrected with a grin.
Before Harry could ask what he meant by that comment, there was a loud popping noise, followed by a shower of glittering confetti. He watched as the top of the cake burst open, revealing a person.
Draco Malfoy. A half-naked Draco Malfoy. With a very pale, muscular torso, brilliantly sculpted arms, and the sexiest smirk Harry had ever seen on another person.
Letting out a jagged breath, Harry whispered, "Just what I wished for."
Draco, having heard Harry's words, gracefully hopped down from the cake and now stood in front of the awed Gryffindor birthday boy, smiling broadly. "Surprised?" he asked in his liquid drawl.
"How--why--" Harry couldn't even form a sentence he was so shocked. Elated, absolutely, but shocked nonetheless.
"It was Blaise's idea, actually."
Harry shot Blaise a look of wonderment, then turned back to the blonde before him.
"He figured it would be the perfect surprise," Draco explained. "I agreed."
"So, you mean..."
"I think everyone knows what I mean," he replied before grabbing the ravenhead's shoulders and pulling him into a kiss.
Draco's lips were hot and cold, rough and gentle, so many different sensations that made Harry's mind whirl. It was everything he imagined and everything he hadn't. And best of all, it was actually happening.
As Draco made to pull away, Harry grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back into a blood-boiling kiss that left both of them panting.
"I knew you wanted me, Potter, but not this badly," Draco teased between breaths.
"I'm not the one who jumped out of a cake half-dressed," Harry pointed out, arms wrapping around the blonde's waist.
"Hmm, you're right." Leaning in close, Draco whispered against Harry's ear, "So, are you enjoying your party?"
Harry buried his face in the crook of Draco's neck, kissing the tender skin softly. "More so now," came his muffled reply.
Draco chuckled low in his throat, pulling the ravenhead more tightly into the embrace. "Happy birthday, Harry."
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How many people saw that one from a mile away? ::sees myriad of raised hands:: That many? Good! I wrote this chapter pretty fast. Guess that's what happens when you get inspired! ^*^ Let's just hope the next chapter gets cranked out like this one did. I'm going to have a killer week next week (Human Societies test on Wednesday and Friday--a double parter; Drug Use & Abuse test on Thursday; Populations proposal due on Friday; recital day in Piano on Thursday). See? Long week. But I will try my absolute hardest to get the next chapter out on time. Dunno if I will, since it's Halloween and I'll be busy dressing up in my costume for work, so I think I'll post on Saturday. Just wanted to give you some heads up!
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And now for my thanks...
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.
Baby Sphinx: Thanks for that link! I've been looking for a good site for info but hadn't come up with anything really good. That site you sent me helped out bunches!
GoddessMoonLady: Hehe, yeah, I love Aprils Fools' Day, even though I'm usually the one getting pranked... And as much as I'd love to throw in a lovely R moment, I want to keep everything PG-13 and under (but that's not saying that I won't throw in a little nudity here and there).
Wonapalei: That's a good idea. I need to study up on my zodiacs to see what would fit Draco best...
Chelsea: Graduation! ::smacks head:: How on earth do I not remember these days myself? Honestly... Great suggestion! I'll definitely do that one. And if you do find that website with Draco's b-day, please please please let me know!
soccer-chick250: Oh, no worries... I've gotten so many great suggestions that I think this fic will be continued for a while.
BURN THE R.U.M.: May Day... Hasn't been suggested before. I'll add it to the list. And thanks for reading (and reviewing)! It's always nice to have a loyal fan!
Lunadeath: Honestly, I have no idea where the blue hair idea came from. I have a friend with blue hair, but it was intentional. Ehh, think I'll have to turn down the puppy offer... My kitty doesn't play well with others.
Tikindi Dragon: Of course I don't mind you saying so. I thrive on it, actually! Thanks for the holiday suggestions!
MedNar: Actually, I noticed too that this chapter kinda veered off from the normal path. Dunno where the idea came from. But I kinda like how every chapter is not formatted the same way. Keeps things interesting. Or maybe I was just tired when I wrote this chapter. Who knows? ~*^
luin-lote: Oh yeah, I can definitely see Harry with blue hair... ::starts drooling:: Anyway, I plan on writing the chapters as long as I keep getting ideas!
Devil Joe: Hey, thanks for the list of holidays! There were some new ones in there that I will definitely consider!
MPPRluver: That's actually a pretty good idea. Sometimes the less major holidays are the most fun ones. I was actually thinking about Arbor Day a while back.
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Thanks to everyone I mentioned above and everyone else who read this chapter! I do so appreciate and love you all! One hundred reviews! I just hit one hundred reviews and couldn't be more ecstatic!! You guys are awesome!
