Fic: Working for the Holidays - Two
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alisanneTitle: Working for the Holidays - Two
Author:alisanne
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 400
Rating: PG
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dracoharry100's 2013 Christmas Challenge. Prompt: Mulled wine. Part Two in what I will probably call my Working for the Holidays Series. (Part One is HERE).
Warning(s): None.
Betas:sevfan and emynn
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Working for the Holidays - Two
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After arranging coverage (the night guard was happy enough to let them both go since nothing was happening anyway), they decided to go to The Green Lion. Well, Malfoy decided, Harry just followed him. “This should be a nice compromise,” said Malfoy, leading the way in.
Harry sighed, looking around. “I suppose.”
Malfoy nodded at a booth. “I’ll wait there while you get us drinks. They do a nice mulled wine this time of year.”
Amused despite himself, Harry shook his head. “And why am I the one buying?”
Malfoy smirked. “Because you’re the one who was caught drinking in the office, Potter.” Sauntering away, he tossed over his shoulder, “Do try to keep up.”
Rolling his eyes, Harry nevertheless went to the bar and placed their orders. Drinks in hand, he joined Malfoy in the booth. “Cheers,” he muttered, raising his goblet.
Malfoy eyed him over the rim of his drink. “So spill, Potter. What has you so disconsolate that you’ll risk a conduct warning?”
“A what?”
Malfoy shook his head. “Did you even read the Aurors’ code of conduct?” He held up a hand. “Fine, I’ll tell you about it since it’s clear you didn’t. To paraphrase, no drinking in the office.” He gestured around them. “This, and locations like this, is where drinking is socially acceptable. And in private homes of course.”
Harry flushed. “I know that I just--” He sighed. “Look, I don’t make a habit of it, but I was just lonely and--”
Malfoy snorted. “Oh please. Who isn’t?” Leaning forward, he said, “Get your act together, Potter, or you’ll end up just another washed-up hero.”
Harry blinked at him. “And why do you care?” he asked.
“Because, believe it or not, some of us are grateful for what you did.” Malfoy’s stare was intense. “You saved us all, Potter. Even those of us who didn’t realise it at the time or didn’t know we needed to be saved.” He shrugged. “I’d hate to see you wash out after that.”
Harry smiled. Inexplicably, he felt better. “Thanks.”
Malfoy flushed, looking away. “Yes, well, don’t let it go to your head. You’re still buying.”
Harry laughed for the first time all day. “Right. Of course I won’t.” He raised his empty goblet. “Another?”
Malfoy nodded. “Don’t mind if I do.”
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Author:
alisannePairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 400
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
dracoharry100/dracoharry100's 2013 Christmas Challenge. Prompt: Mulled wine. Part Two in what I will probably call my Working for the Holidays Series. (Part One is HERE).Warning(s): None.
Betas:
sevfan and emynnDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Working for the Holidays - Two
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After arranging coverage (the night guard was happy enough to let them both go since nothing was happening anyway), they decided to go to The Green Lion. Well, Malfoy decided, Harry just followed him. “This should be a nice compromise,” said Malfoy, leading the way in.
Harry sighed, looking around. “I suppose.”
Malfoy nodded at a booth. “I’ll wait there while you get us drinks. They do a nice mulled wine this time of year.”
Amused despite himself, Harry shook his head. “And why am I the one buying?”
Malfoy smirked. “Because you’re the one who was caught drinking in the office, Potter.” Sauntering away, he tossed over his shoulder, “Do try to keep up.”
Rolling his eyes, Harry nevertheless went to the bar and placed their orders. Drinks in hand, he joined Malfoy in the booth. “Cheers,” he muttered, raising his goblet.
Malfoy eyed him over the rim of his drink. “So spill, Potter. What has you so disconsolate that you’ll risk a conduct warning?”
“A what?”
Malfoy shook his head. “Did you even read the Aurors’ code of conduct?” He held up a hand. “Fine, I’ll tell you about it since it’s clear you didn’t. To paraphrase, no drinking in the office.” He gestured around them. “This, and locations like this, is where drinking is socially acceptable. And in private homes of course.”
Harry flushed. “I know that I just--” He sighed. “Look, I don’t make a habit of it, but I was just lonely and--”
Malfoy snorted. “Oh please. Who isn’t?” Leaning forward, he said, “Get your act together, Potter, or you’ll end up just another washed-up hero.”
Harry blinked at him. “And why do you care?” he asked.
“Because, believe it or not, some of us are grateful for what you did.” Malfoy’s stare was intense. “You saved us all, Potter. Even those of us who didn’t realise it at the time or didn’t know we needed to be saved.” He shrugged. “I’d hate to see you wash out after that.”
Harry smiled. Inexplicably, he felt better. “Thanks.”
Malfoy flushed, looking away. “Yes, well, don’t let it go to your head. You’re still buying.”
Harry laughed for the first time all day. “Right. Of course I won’t.” He raised his empty goblet. “Another?”
Malfoy nodded. “Don’t mind if I do.”
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