Fic: Working for the Holidays - Three
Dec. 9th, 2013 04:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Working for the Holidays - Three
Author:
alisanne
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 290
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
dracoharry100/
dracoharry100's 2013 Christmas Challenge. Prompt: Christmas with the Family. This is the next in my Working for the Holidays Series.
The other parts are: One and Two.
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 - Three
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As they proceeded to slowly get drunk, Draco began to relax. Even though he wasn’t going to be able to spend Christmas with his family, at least all wasn’t lost. So what if I won’t have a traditional holiday at the Manor this year? I can still socialise.
Potter, face flushed, gestured for another drink and Draco licked his lips. And, if I had to choose someone to socialise with, at least I picked someone who’s fit.
“So what’s your story?” Potter asked.
Draco blinked in surprise. “What do you mean?”
“I mean you’re here with me instead of at some society party, or entertaining with your parents. How come?”
Draco took a sip of his drink to avoid having to answer immediately. What to say? Just because Potter had spilled his guts-- “My parents aren’t here,” he found himself saying after a moment. “And my friends are all...well, suffice to say I’d no desire to be a third wheel. I couldn’t face a holiday staring at the four walls of my flat, so I volunteered to work holiday shifts.” He shrugged.
Potter smiled. “So basically, you’re lonely, too.” He raised his goblet. “Here’s to overcoming loneliness, then. And who knows? Maybe we can manage to not hex each other long enough to become...companions this holiday season.”
Draco snorted. “We’ll need a lot more alcohol for that,” he deadpanned.
Potter grinned. “Luckily, we’re in a pub.”
Draco chuckled despite himself. “That is convenient, yes. But won’t your friends come looking for you?”
“Probably.” Potter inclined his head. “But until then, we should keep drinking.”
Draco smirked. “On that we agree.”
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Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 290
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
The other parts are: One and Two.
Warning(s): None.
Betas:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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 - Three
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As they proceeded to slowly get drunk, Draco began to relax. Even though he wasn’t going to be able to spend Christmas with his family, at least all wasn’t lost. So what if I won’t have a traditional holiday at the Manor this year? I can still socialise.
Potter, face flushed, gestured for another drink and Draco licked his lips. And, if I had to choose someone to socialise with, at least I picked someone who’s fit.
“So what’s your story?” Potter asked.
Draco blinked in surprise. “What do you mean?”
“I mean you’re here with me instead of at some society party, or entertaining with your parents. How come?”
Draco took a sip of his drink to avoid having to answer immediately. What to say? Just because Potter had spilled his guts-- “My parents aren’t here,” he found himself saying after a moment. “And my friends are all...well, suffice to say I’d no desire to be a third wheel. I couldn’t face a holiday staring at the four walls of my flat, so I volunteered to work holiday shifts.” He shrugged.
Potter smiled. “So basically, you’re lonely, too.” He raised his goblet. “Here’s to overcoming loneliness, then. And who knows? Maybe we can manage to not hex each other long enough to become...companions this holiday season.”
Draco snorted. “We’ll need a lot more alcohol for that,” he deadpanned.
Potter grinned. “Luckily, we’re in a pub.”
Draco chuckled despite himself. “That is convenient, yes. But won’t your friends come looking for you?”
“Probably.” Potter inclined his head. “But until then, we should keep drinking.”
Draco smirked. “On that we agree.”
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