sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2006-08-14 08:55:00 |
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Original poster: sassy_cissa
Title: I'm Late
Author: bslehofer
Characters: Blaise, Harry, Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): none
Word count: 458
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for the Monday Fun challenge at slythindor100. I was tagged by enchanted_jae and given the prompt of Late for an important date. Special thanks to Jen and Cee for the quick betas.
Cross posted: bslehofer
Summary: Where's Harry?
I have not written for quite some time...please be kind.
Draco looked at his watch. He tapped the glass and watched the second hand tick away another minute. He refused to believe that Harry would leave him waiting in the tent that had been set up for him off the gazebo.
"Draco, where in Merlin's name is Harry?" asked Blaise.
Draco's face was lined with worry and the fear of rejection showed in his eyes. "I'm not sure Blaise", he said. "When I left him last night the last thing he said was he'd see me under the gazebo." A lone tear rolled down Draco's cheek as he looked at his best mate.
He gave a weak laugh before he said, "He told me he'd be the one with the messy hair, in case I got confused."
The look of concern on Blaise's face turned to confusion as he asked, "You saw Harry last night, Draco?
"Yes"
"Hermione let you talk to him?"
"Of course"
"Why would she let you do that?"
"He needed some help relaxing, if you must know."
Blaise's eyes grew large and he queried, "Exactly how did you help him relax, Draco?"
Draco leered at him and replied, "How the hell do you think I relaxed him, Blaise?"
"Shite Draco, Blaise yelled, "You've told me how many times that Harry gets absolutely knackered after you top him. What in Merlin's name were you thinking?"
Draco snapped back, "I was thinking that my fiancé needed to relax and get some sleep."
Blaise barely heard him finish as he was Apparating to Harry's flat.
Harry stretched like a cat as he woke. He felt more rested and refreshed than he had in days. He smiled as he remembered Draco's visit the night before. Draco had come by to help relieve Harry's tension and to help him sleep. Then several things seemed to happen at once.
Harry looked at his clock and bolted out of bed, just as Blaise Apparated into his bedroom shouting, "Potter, if you don’t get your arse to that ceremony in 5 minutes, you're going to become 'The Boy Who Lived to be Killed by Draco Malfoy's Best Mate'.
Harry looked at Blaise for a second before bolting into the bathroom and back out again in record time. He was just finished buttoning his dress robes when Blaise grabbed him and Apparated them back to the room off the gazebo.
He took one look at his devastated fiancé and ran over to him. "Fuck Draco…" he started to explain.
Draco cut off the rest of his apology as he kissed him and shoved him out the door. The last thing Harry heard was Draco chuckling before he said, "No time for that love…that's what got us in this situation in the first place."
Now, I tag...faith1922 Your prompt is I never promised you a rose garden Have fun!!