Drabble: Divine Intervention
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alisanneTitle: Divine Intervention
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alisanne
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
slythindor100's special holiday Challenge #21: Gingerbread house, and for dracoharry100's Christmas prompt: Nativity.
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: Everyone needs some divine intervention sometime.
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Divine Intervention
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“Miss me?” Draco asked, entering Molly’s kitchen.
Harry smiled. Draco got tetchy when Harry spent time at the Burrow, even though Ginny and Dean were working on child number three. Time to be affectionate. “Yes,” he said, dragging Draco into a snog.
When they pulled apart, Draco was smiling and Molly was fanning herself.
“Gingerbread house?” Draco said, inspecting Harry’s current project.
“Gingerbread nativity,” Harry corrected. Before he could react, Draco grabbed a piece, popping it into his mouth.
“Mmm.”
“You ate baby Jesus!”
Draco shrugged. “And?”
Molly sighed. “I’ll make another. Draco clearly needs more divinity in his life.”
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Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Written for
slythindor100's special holiday Challenge #21: Gingerbread house, and for dracoharry100's Christmas prompt: Nativity.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: Everyone needs some divine intervention sometime.
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Divine Intervention
~
“Miss me?” Draco asked, entering Molly’s kitchen.
Harry smiled. Draco got tetchy when Harry spent time at the Burrow, even though Ginny and Dean were working on child number three. Time to be affectionate. “Yes,” he said, dragging Draco into a snog.
When they pulled apart, Draco was smiling and Molly was fanning herself.
“Gingerbread house?” Draco said, inspecting Harry’s current project.
“Gingerbread nativity,” Harry corrected. Before he could react, Draco grabbed a piece, popping it into his mouth.
“Mmm.”
“You ate baby Jesus!”
Draco shrugged. “And?”
Molly sighed. “I’ll make another. Draco clearly needs more divinity in his life.”
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