Fic: Escape
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alisanneTitle: Escape
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 468
Warnings: Harry avoids Malfoy Manor.
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slythindor100's prompt # 22: House decorated with lights, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Sleigh Ride. Part 22 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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Escape
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Harry looked up at Malfoy Manor. Even covered with Christmas lights the thought of going inside filled him with trepidation. “Do I have to go in there with you?”
Malfoy frowned. “We can try to separate, but you recall what happened last time.”
“Right.” Harry bit his lip. “It’s just…the memories.”
“Oh, of course.” Malfoy pursed his lips. “I know what I can do. Although, if Mother ever asks, you have got to back me up, yes?”
“Er, okay. But what are you going to—?”
“Shh.” Malfoy held his finger up to his lips. “Bippy!”
An elf appeared in front of them. “Master Draco?”
Malfoy handed over the parchment he’d removed from the vault. “Please give this to Mother. And if she asks, tell her I couldn’t come in because Harry Potter and I have plans.”
“Yes, Master Draco.” Bippy bowed, disappearing.
Harry raised an eyebrow. “Did you just use me to avoid seeing your mother?”
Malfoy shrugged. “As soon as she saw you, she’d want to know what we’re doing together, and I for one would rather not discuss my sex life with my mother. Now come on, we need to get out of here before she comes looking for us.”
“Yeah, all right. Back to your place, then?”
Malfoy’s eyes went wide. “Salazar, no! That’s the first place she’ll look.”
“Then where?”
Malfoy grasped Harry’s arm. “I know! Hold on.”
A moment later they were standing in front of a barn.
“Er, where are we?” asked Harry, looking around.
“We’re going on a sleight ride.” Walking up to the barn, Malfoy greeted an old man, who nodded when he said something to him. “We’re in luck. He has a sleigh available.”
“Oh…kay.” Harry blinked as, within moments, the man emerged again, this time leading a horse with a sleigh attached. “We could just go back to mine.”
Malfoy gave him a pitying look. “As if Mother couldn’t find you? No, this is the only safe place we can be alone. Now come on.”
Sighing, Harry followed Malfoy into the sleigh, blinking when he found blankets on the seats and a champagne bucket with a bottle chilling. “You planned this!”
“Not really,” said Malfoy, tucking them both under a blanket. “I just asked for the romance package.”
“Ah.”
“Enjoy, gentlemen! Go, Comet!” The proprietor snapped his fingers and the horse began to move, trotting into the woods.
“Wow,” said Harry, looking around. “This is rather romantic.” He raised an eyebrow when he saw Malfoy staring at him. “What?”
Malfoy smirked, leaning in. “I didn’t actually bring you out here to see the countryside, Potter,” he murmured against Harry’s mouth.
And as they kissed, Harry moaning into Malfoy’s mouth, he had to admit, Malfoy made a good point.
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Continued in His Protector (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Word Count: 468
Warnings: Harry avoids Malfoy Manor.
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100's prompt # 22: House decorated with lights, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Sleigh Ride. Part 22 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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Escape
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Harry looked up at Malfoy Manor. Even covered with Christmas lights the thought of going inside filled him with trepidation. “Do I have to go in there with you?”
Malfoy frowned. “We can try to separate, but you recall what happened last time.”
“Right.” Harry bit his lip. “It’s just…the memories.”
“Oh, of course.” Malfoy pursed his lips. “I know what I can do. Although, if Mother ever asks, you have got to back me up, yes?”
“Er, okay. But what are you going to—?”
“Shh.” Malfoy held his finger up to his lips. “Bippy!”
An elf appeared in front of them. “Master Draco?”
Malfoy handed over the parchment he’d removed from the vault. “Please give this to Mother. And if she asks, tell her I couldn’t come in because Harry Potter and I have plans.”
“Yes, Master Draco.” Bippy bowed, disappearing.
Harry raised an eyebrow. “Did you just use me to avoid seeing your mother?”
Malfoy shrugged. “As soon as she saw you, she’d want to know what we’re doing together, and I for one would rather not discuss my sex life with my mother. Now come on, we need to get out of here before she comes looking for us.”
“Yeah, all right. Back to your place, then?”
Malfoy’s eyes went wide. “Salazar, no! That’s the first place she’ll look.”
“Then where?”
Malfoy grasped Harry’s arm. “I know! Hold on.”
A moment later they were standing in front of a barn.
“Er, where are we?” asked Harry, looking around.
“We’re going on a sleight ride.” Walking up to the barn, Malfoy greeted an old man, who nodded when he said something to him. “We’re in luck. He has a sleigh available.”
“Oh…kay.” Harry blinked as, within moments, the man emerged again, this time leading a horse with a sleigh attached. “We could just go back to mine.”
Malfoy gave him a pitying look. “As if Mother couldn’t find you? No, this is the only safe place we can be alone. Now come on.”
Sighing, Harry followed Malfoy into the sleigh, blinking when he found blankets on the seats and a champagne bucket with a bottle chilling. “You planned this!”
“Not really,” said Malfoy, tucking them both under a blanket. “I just asked for the romance package.”
“Ah.”
“Enjoy, gentlemen! Go, Comet!” The proprietor snapped his fingers and the horse began to move, trotting into the woods.
“Wow,” said Harry, looking around. “This is rather romantic.” He raised an eyebrow when he saw Malfoy staring at him. “What?”
Malfoy smirked, leaning in. “I didn’t actually bring you out here to see the countryside, Potter,” he murmured against Harry’s mouth.
And as they kissed, Harry moaning into Malfoy’s mouth, he had to admit, Malfoy made a good point.
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Continued in His Protector (LJ/IJ/DW).
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