Fic: Special Christmas Vault
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alisanneTitle: Special Christmas Vault
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 600
Warnings: Decorated vaults? Sure, why not?
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slythindor100's prompt # 21: Fairy lights reflected in an ornament, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Muggle Christmas Specials. Part 21 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
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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Special Christmas Vault
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“Why is everyone looking at us?” muttered Malfoy as they walked into Gringotts.
Harry looked around. “Actually, I think they’re looking at me.”
“Oh please. Conceited much?” Malfoy huffed. “Not everything is about you, you know.”
“Maybe not,” allowed Harry. “But unless you broke into this bank when you were seventeen and stole their guard dragon, I’m betting I’m the one who they’re not comfortable with.”
“You…what?” Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “You mean to tell me that story’s not just some made up fairy tale, that actually happened?”
Harry laughed. “Yeah it happened. We jumped off when we were over water. It was Hermione’s idea, actually.”
Malfoy shook his head. “Wait, is this the first time you’ve been in Gringotts since that happened? How do you get money?”
“I send them an owl and they send back money.” Harry shrugged. “I figured it’s easier for all concerned if I never come here.”
Malfoy hummed. “You could be right.” He frowned as one o the goblin marched towards them, a determined look on his face. “Salazar. Looks like we’re about to be escorted out.”
“Messers Malfoy and Potter.” The goblin bows slightly. “I’m Madrod. I’m here to escort you wherever you wish to go.”
Harry blinks. “Why?”
Mardod looks pained. “We still recall what you did while here the last time, Mr Potter. This time, we won’t allow things to get out of hand.”
“That’s probably for the best,” said Malfoy, smirking.
“This way, gentlemen.” Madrod gestured. “Where are we going today?”
After Malfoy used the bank’s Floo to speak with his mother, Madrod escorted them both to the Malfoy vault in silence, then stood outside as they went in. Once they were inside, Harry relaxed.
“Are you all right?” Malfoy asked.
“Yes.” Harry exhaled. “He was making me nervous, following us everywhere.”
“Interesting. Not many people can make Harry Potter nervous.” Malfoy walked over to a pile of papers on a desk and began rummaging through them. “I’ll just be a moment.”
Harry walked around the vault, marvelling at how different it was from the Lestrange’s. There were even Christmas lights up and Harry wondered who had decorated. Did the goblins decorate all the vaults? He was examining an ornament, admiring the decorative lights reflected in its shine, when arms came around him. “Feeling romantic?” Harry asked.
Malfoy chuckled. “I was just remembering how you offered to blow me if I had to go to work. And I’d like to point out we’re alone right now with no one watching.”
Harry snorted, turning around to look at him. “So now you want a blow job?”
“I always want a blow job.” Malfoy’s smirk was challenging. “Every man would want a blow job, even a Muggle. No one can argue that.”
“I suppose that’s true.” Harry laughed.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “Is something amusing?”
“I was just thinking about Hermione. She loves these romantic Muggle Christmas specials, shows on Muggle telly that always feature unrealistic story lines. I don’t think she’d agree about the blow jobs.”
“Did you really just bring up Hermione Granger while we’re negotiating sex?”
Harry licked his lips. “That was probably a bad move, wasn’t it?”
Malfoy snorted. “You’re lucky I’m horny,” he said. “Now, back to the topic at hand—”
“Are you done, gentlemen?!” Madrod banged on the door, making them both spring apart.
Harry groaned. “I’m beginning to think we’re jinxed to never have sex again.”
Huffing, Malfoy grabbed Harry’s hand, dragging him towards the door. “Don’t even joke. Now come on, let’s get this to my mother so we can shag.”
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Continued in Escape (LJ/IJ/DW) .
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 600
Warnings: Decorated vaults? Sure, why not?
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100's prompt # 21: Fairy lights reflected in an ornament, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Muggle Christmas Specials. Part 21 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
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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Special Christmas Vault
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“Why is everyone looking at us?” muttered Malfoy as they walked into Gringotts.
Harry looked around. “Actually, I think they’re looking at me.”
“Oh please. Conceited much?” Malfoy huffed. “Not everything is about you, you know.”
“Maybe not,” allowed Harry. “But unless you broke into this bank when you were seventeen and stole their guard dragon, I’m betting I’m the one who they’re not comfortable with.”
“You…what?” Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “You mean to tell me that story’s not just some made up fairy tale, that actually happened?”
Harry laughed. “Yeah it happened. We jumped off when we were over water. It was Hermione’s idea, actually.”
Malfoy shook his head. “Wait, is this the first time you’ve been in Gringotts since that happened? How do you get money?”
“I send them an owl and they send back money.” Harry shrugged. “I figured it’s easier for all concerned if I never come here.”
Malfoy hummed. “You could be right.” He frowned as one o the goblin marched towards them, a determined look on his face. “Salazar. Looks like we’re about to be escorted out.”
“Messers Malfoy and Potter.” The goblin bows slightly. “I’m Madrod. I’m here to escort you wherever you wish to go.”
Harry blinks. “Why?”
Mardod looks pained. “We still recall what you did while here the last time, Mr Potter. This time, we won’t allow things to get out of hand.”
“That’s probably for the best,” said Malfoy, smirking.
“This way, gentlemen.” Madrod gestured. “Where are we going today?”
After Malfoy used the bank’s Floo to speak with his mother, Madrod escorted them both to the Malfoy vault in silence, then stood outside as they went in. Once they were inside, Harry relaxed.
“Are you all right?” Malfoy asked.
“Yes.” Harry exhaled. “He was making me nervous, following us everywhere.”
“Interesting. Not many people can make Harry Potter nervous.” Malfoy walked over to a pile of papers on a desk and began rummaging through them. “I’ll just be a moment.”
Harry walked around the vault, marvelling at how different it was from the Lestrange’s. There were even Christmas lights up and Harry wondered who had decorated. Did the goblins decorate all the vaults? He was examining an ornament, admiring the decorative lights reflected in its shine, when arms came around him. “Feeling romantic?” Harry asked.
Malfoy chuckled. “I was just remembering how you offered to blow me if I had to go to work. And I’d like to point out we’re alone right now with no one watching.”
Harry snorted, turning around to look at him. “So now you want a blow job?”
“I always want a blow job.” Malfoy’s smirk was challenging. “Every man would want a blow job, even a Muggle. No one can argue that.”
“I suppose that’s true.” Harry laughed.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “Is something amusing?”
“I was just thinking about Hermione. She loves these romantic Muggle Christmas specials, shows on Muggle telly that always feature unrealistic story lines. I don’t think she’d agree about the blow jobs.”
“Did you really just bring up Hermione Granger while we’re negotiating sex?”
Harry licked his lips. “That was probably a bad move, wasn’t it?”
Malfoy snorted. “You’re lucky I’m horny,” he said. “Now, back to the topic at hand—”
“Are you done, gentlemen?!” Madrod banged on the door, making them both spring apart.
Harry groaned. “I’m beginning to think we’re jinxed to never have sex again.”
Huffing, Malfoy grabbed Harry’s hand, dragging him towards the door. “Don’t even joke. Now come on, let’s get this to my mother so we can shag.”
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Continued in Escape (LJ/IJ/DW) .
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Date: 2018-12-22 10:27 am (UTC)Harry needs therapy ASAP! I hear Draco is a healer?
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Date: 2018-12-22 07:54 pm (UTC)That's interesting...the idea of Harry getting therapy from Draco. *giggles*
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Date: 2018-12-22 02:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-22 07:54 pm (UTC)Our brains are interesting things...*g*
Thanks, hon!