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alisanneTitle: The Advent Calendar - Terrible Tinsel
Author:alisanne
Word count: 725
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
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dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Tinsel.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta(s):sevfan and emynn.
Authors Notes: This is part 3 of The Advent Calendar Series (LJ/IJ/DW)
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The Advent Calendar - Terrible Tinsel
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They had been walking for a while, but Harry couldn’t see that anything in their landscape was changing. The stars twinkling overhead and the grass that spread out below them seemed endless. “Are you sure this is the way out?” he asked.
Draco, ahead of him, didn’t slow down. “As I said when we started, I have no idea which direction will get us out, but I wasn’t about to sit around in that spot and look at the stars with you.”
Harry sighed. “All right, look. We need to clear up some things, so why don’t you stop so we can talk about things--”
“Things like what?” Draco spun, glaring at him. “You want to rehash our relationship? Go over all the ways I failed to live up to your lofty expectations?”
“Those weren’t my expectations, they were yours!” Harry exhaled, trying to calm himself. “Look, Draco. Do we have to fight? We’re trapped in some sort of magical Advent calendar and...can’t we just cease fire until we get out of here?”
Draco’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I think we’re better off if we don’t speak at all, actually.” And, spinning around, he resumed walking.
Rolling his eyes, Harry followed. He’s certainly in good shape, he thought. He hasn’t been sitting around at home, that’s for sure. With effort he managed to catch up and walk side by side with Draco, who, after glancing over at him once, made no comment.
Harry was just contemplating requesting that they stop and rest when he spotted something. Frowning, he pointed. “Wait, what’s that over there?”
Draco gazed in the direction Harry was pointing. “No idea,” he said, altering his course. “Let’s hope it’s a way out.”
As they got closer it started to take shape until it was clearly identifiable. “A Christmas tree?” Harry shook his head.
Draco glanced at him. “Why not? We’re in an Advent calendar.”
“True.”
When they got even closer they saw it was huge, stretching up into the sky. It was decorated with ornaments, fairy lights, and tinsel. Draco started to walk around it. “This may be the next window in the calendar.”
Harry pursed his lips. “Or the last one. Did you happen to look at the picture yesterday’s window revealed?”
Draco frowned in concentration. “It was...” He snapped his fingers. “It was teddy bear, so I think we’re going in the right direction.”
Harry smiled. “I knew your excellent memory would come in handy.”
Draco raised an eyebrow. “Was that compliment? Careful, Har-Potter.”
Harry sighed. “You can call me Harry, you know.” He crossed his arms. “After all, we’ve been intimate.”
Draco looked away. “A long time ago.”
Not that long. I still remember how you taste, and the hitch in your breath when you come. Harry sighed. “I suppose. And just so you know, that was a compliment.” He looked up at the tree. “Do you mind if we stay here for a few minutes so I can catch my breath?”
“I suppose not.” Draco stared at Harry for a long moment. “You never used to admit when you were tired,” he said quietly. “You never used to admit any weakness.”
Harry shrugged, sitting down on the grass beside the tree. “Maybe I’ve changed.”
Draco opened his mouth as if to reply to that, then closed it. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said. After another searching look at Harry, he rounded the tree and was gone.
Sighing, Harry caught his breath. The stars were still twinkling overhead and, on a whim, he reached up to the tree and touched a piece of tinsel.
It immediately wound around his hand.
Harry frowned. “Okay, that’s weird,” he said, trying to free his wrist. He pulled, but the tinsel pulled back, and it was strong enough to drag him up off the grass and towards the tree.
“Draco!” Harry shouted, trying to reach his wand. “Help!”
The tinsel, as if sensing his intent, moved faster, other strands reaching for his other arm, pulling him towards the tree. Within moments he’d been pulled off his feet and was hanging on the tree like some life-sized ornament. “Draco!” he cried. “Draco!”
But Draco was no where to be seen.
~
Continued in The Advent Calendar - By Candlelight (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneWord count: 725
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Challenge: Written for
dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Tinsel.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta(s):
sevfan and emynn.Authors Notes: This is part 3 of The Advent Calendar Series (LJ/IJ/DW)
~
The Advent Calendar - Terrible Tinsel
~
They had been walking for a while, but Harry couldn’t see that anything in their landscape was changing. The stars twinkling overhead and the grass that spread out below them seemed endless. “Are you sure this is the way out?” he asked.
Draco, ahead of him, didn’t slow down. “As I said when we started, I have no idea which direction will get us out, but I wasn’t about to sit around in that spot and look at the stars with you.”
Harry sighed. “All right, look. We need to clear up some things, so why don’t you stop so we can talk about things--”
“Things like what?” Draco spun, glaring at him. “You want to rehash our relationship? Go over all the ways I failed to live up to your lofty expectations?”
“Those weren’t my expectations, they were yours!” Harry exhaled, trying to calm himself. “Look, Draco. Do we have to fight? We’re trapped in some sort of magical Advent calendar and...can’t we just cease fire until we get out of here?”
Draco’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I think we’re better off if we don’t speak at all, actually.” And, spinning around, he resumed walking.
Rolling his eyes, Harry followed. He’s certainly in good shape, he thought. He hasn’t been sitting around at home, that’s for sure. With effort he managed to catch up and walk side by side with Draco, who, after glancing over at him once, made no comment.
Harry was just contemplating requesting that they stop and rest when he spotted something. Frowning, he pointed. “Wait, what’s that over there?”
Draco gazed in the direction Harry was pointing. “No idea,” he said, altering his course. “Let’s hope it’s a way out.”
As they got closer it started to take shape until it was clearly identifiable. “A Christmas tree?” Harry shook his head.
Draco glanced at him. “Why not? We’re in an Advent calendar.”
“True.”
When they got even closer they saw it was huge, stretching up into the sky. It was decorated with ornaments, fairy lights, and tinsel. Draco started to walk around it. “This may be the next window in the calendar.”
Harry pursed his lips. “Or the last one. Did you happen to look at the picture yesterday’s window revealed?”
Draco frowned in concentration. “It was...” He snapped his fingers. “It was teddy bear, so I think we’re going in the right direction.”
Harry smiled. “I knew your excellent memory would come in handy.”
Draco raised an eyebrow. “Was that compliment? Careful, Har-Potter.”
Harry sighed. “You can call me Harry, you know.” He crossed his arms. “After all, we’ve been intimate.”
Draco looked away. “A long time ago.”
Not that long. I still remember how you taste, and the hitch in your breath when you come. Harry sighed. “I suppose. And just so you know, that was a compliment.” He looked up at the tree. “Do you mind if we stay here for a few minutes so I can catch my breath?”
“I suppose not.” Draco stared at Harry for a long moment. “You never used to admit when you were tired,” he said quietly. “You never used to admit any weakness.”
Harry shrugged, sitting down on the grass beside the tree. “Maybe I’ve changed.”
Draco opened his mouth as if to reply to that, then closed it. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said. After another searching look at Harry, he rounded the tree and was gone.
Sighing, Harry caught his breath. The stars were still twinkling overhead and, on a whim, he reached up to the tree and touched a piece of tinsel.
It immediately wound around his hand.
Harry frowned. “Okay, that’s weird,” he said, trying to free his wrist. He pulled, but the tinsel pulled back, and it was strong enough to drag him up off the grass and towards the tree.
“Draco!” Harry shouted, trying to reach his wand. “Help!”
The tinsel, as if sensing his intent, moved faster, other strands reaching for his other arm, pulling him towards the tree. Within moments he’d been pulled off his feet and was hanging on the tree like some life-sized ornament. “Draco!” he cried. “Draco!”
But Draco was no where to be seen.
~
Continued in The Advent Calendar - By Candlelight (LJ/IJ/DW).
