Title: Words
Rating: G
Summary: Draco Malfoy loved words.
A/N: This is actually more of a cookie than a drabble; I wrote it for a plot bunny that formed one day, but I couldn't seem to finish the fic in a way that was satisfactory-so I just decided to post this, since it's the only part I really like.
Draco Malfoy loved words. Any kind, really, that took his fancy--whether it sounded nice or looked cool on paper or meant something else than someone would think, it didn't matter. He took a liking to certain words seemingly at ranom, and he would always talk about them, or say them over and over and over. Sort of like some kind of fascinated child seeing candy for the first time. (Well, not really, but it was almost the same. Except the child would be the kind that liked to look over the candy all day, licking it and enjoying the taste for longer than was necessary). That was the thing about Draco--he had all these weird (and, Harry had to admit, quite endearing) quirks about him. He was interested in so many things, the sort of things that no one usually paid attention to. He was observant, really observant, and he never forgot things (facts, or dates or conversations, that is; he almost never remembered where he'd left his socks or when to do laundry).
Ever since their relationship had become..."stable", or however you wanted to call it, and it seemed that it would be relatively smooth sailing from then on, Harry learned more and more about Draco's little "habits". For example, he never, ever got up when he woke (at least, not immediately); in the morning, he was more or less sleep-walking until he had his daily cup of tea; he had excellent posture and manners, a side-effect of growing up in the Malfoy household, though he seemed, as Harry thought, adorably oblivious to it. He thought it was sweet. He found a lot of things about Draco were sweet, which would be odd, really, as he was Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin, a Malfoy, doer-of-things-bad-and-generally-annoying, Ice Prince, blah, blah, blah...
But still. Harry thought he was sweet.
.Fin