Drabble: Special Holiday
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alisanneTitle: Special Holiday
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alisanne
Prompt: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
harryron100's prompt: Lavish
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Romance/No warnings
A/N: Thanks tosevfan, as always. :*
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 Holiday
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Ron never thought he’d holiday like this.
The previous day was a blur. Their wedding, the international Floo... and now they were seated in a posh restaurant, staring at unrecognizable food.
He looked at Harry. “Yours good?” he asked.
“Actually, your mum’s cooking’s better,” Harry replied.
Ron grinned. “Wanna go back? Mum’d let us stay with them.”
Harry sighed. “I wanted our honeymoon to be special.”
Ron clasped Harry’s hand. “Wherever you are is special,” he whispered.
That night, back at the Burrow, ensconced in bed together, Ron remembered the smile that Harry’d lavished on him and he smiled, too.
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Author:
alisannePrompt: Written for
harryron100's prompt: LavishRating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Romance/No warnings
A/N: Thanks to
sevfan, as always. :*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 Holiday
~
Ron never thought he’d holiday like this.
The previous day was a blur. Their wedding, the international Floo... and now they were seated in a posh restaurant, staring at unrecognizable food.
He looked at Harry. “Yours good?” he asked.
“Actually, your mum’s cooking’s better,” Harry replied.
Ron grinned. “Wanna go back? Mum’d let us stay with them.”
Harry sighed. “I wanted our honeymoon to be special.”
Ron clasped Harry’s hand. “Wherever you are is special,” he whispered.
That night, back at the Burrow, ensconced in bed together, Ron remembered the smile that Harry’d lavished on him and he smiled, too.
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