Title: Little Bit of Life
Prompt: 087 - Life
Word Count: 158
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Title belongs to Craig Morgan. Yes, I listen to country music. Happy Mother's Day to any mothers out there!
Draco hadn't known what a barn actually was until he'd been forced to sleep in one that first night. He'd been disgusted at the sight of the slightly matted hay and had recoiled at the scent of it, but Hermione had simply crossed her arms and told him to live a little. Even though that was like the pot calling the kettle black, in a way—the pot being a very black pot—he had nestled into the yellow pile, trying not to cringe.
From that point on, he began to turn wild, and so did she. They were out of Britain, and so even the smell of the air was unfamiliar. There was new air, crisp and clean in the morning and heavy with heat in the afternoon. It didn't matter that they were on the run; each time a cricket chirped in the evening, they both knew they were living just a little bit of life.
