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alisanneTitle: The Gift that keeps on Coming Giving
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alisanne
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
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slythindor100's special holiday challenge #10: hot, bare-chested guy in santa suit, and for dracoharry100's Christmas challenge: Presents.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta:eeyore9990
Authors Notes: Mild innuendo.
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The Gift that keeps onComing Giving
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“Harry? The Ministry Christmas party starts soon.”
Hearing a muffled reply, Draco entered the sitting room, then froze, taking in Harry’s apparel.
Harry smiled up at him from under the tree. “Like the outfit?”
Eyes roaming Harry’s scantily clad body, Draco smirked. “Are you my present?” he asked.
After stroking his bare chest with his hand, Harry stretched sensually. “I rather thought you were to be my present,” he purred.
“You’re not fooling me,” Draco said, lying next to him. “You hate parties.”
Harry nodded. “True, but you must admit that I come up with creative ways to miss them.”
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Written for
slythindor100's special holiday challenge #10: hot, bare-chested guy in santa suit, and for dracoharry100's Christmas challenge: Presents. Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Beta:
eeyore9990Authors Notes: Mild innuendo.
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The Gift that keeps on
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“Harry? The Ministry Christmas party starts soon.”
Hearing a muffled reply, Draco entered the sitting room, then froze, taking in Harry’s apparel.
Harry smiled up at him from under the tree. “Like the outfit?”
Eyes roaming Harry’s scantily clad body, Draco smirked. “Are you my present?” he asked.
After stroking his bare chest with his hand, Harry stretched sensually. “I rather thought you were to be my present,” he purred.
“You’re not fooling me,” Draco said, lying next to him. “You hate parties.”
Harry nodded. “True, but you must admit that I come up with creative ways to miss them.”
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