Image Issues
Title: Image Issues
Author: elleian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 333
Prompt: "Oh my God, you're pregnant!" from this week's AWDT
Disclaimer: Unless otherwise stated, everything is owned by JK Rowling, Warner Brothers, etc. I do not make any money from this and I have no intent to infringe anyone’s copyright.
“Oh my God, you’re pregnant!”
If looks could kill, the one that Draco sent Harry’s way would have had him locked up in Azkaban for life. “I’m not fucking pregnant,” he snapped.
“Draco, you are!” Harry beamed at him. “Just look at your stomach!”
“Shut up!” Draco crossed his arms self consciously over his tummy. “I’m not!”
Harry placed a hand on top of one of Draco’s. “Don’t be silly,” he said. “Of course you are.”
Jerking away from him, Draco moved as close to his edge of the bed as he could, face red with humiliation. “Harry,” he ground out, “Has it completely escaped your notice that I am, in fact, male? Being pregnant is a physical impossibility.”
“But…” Harry’s face was a picture of confusion. He gestured helplessly at Draco.
Draco gave him another glare for good measure. “Leave me alone,” he said. “I don’t want to talk to you.”
“I don’t understand,” Harry said. “You must be pregnant. You’re all fa-“
“Shut up! I know, all right!” Draco was shouting now, his face screwed up and arms clenched protectively around him. “I’m fat, there, I’ve said it. Are you happy? Now leave me alone!” He tried to pull the duvet over his head but Harry caught hold of his wrists. “Let go of me!” Draco struggled wildly and Harry sighed.
“Draco,” he said quietly. “Draco.” Harry pressed a kiss to the back of his partner’s neck. “You’re not fat,” he said, soothingly. Draco’s movements became less violent and Harry continued, “You’re not, and even if you were it wouldn’t matter. I love you,” he moved closer, nuzzling the side of Draco’s neck. “I love you so much.”
“‘m not fat,” Draco mumbled, his face still turned away from Harry’s.
“Shh, I know. I know.”
Harry snuggled close to Draco and when Draco let him he knew that he’d been forgiven. Still, that had been one wild reaction. He might not give Draco that gym membership for his birthday after all.
Comments are greatly appreciated!
Author: elleian
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 333
Prompt: "Oh my God, you're pregnant!" from this week's AWDT
Disclaimer: Unless otherwise stated, everything is owned by JK Rowling, Warner Brothers, etc. I do not make any money from this and I have no intent to infringe anyone’s copyright.
“Oh my God, you’re pregnant!”
If looks could kill, the one that Draco sent Harry’s way would have had him locked up in Azkaban for life. “I’m not fucking pregnant,” he snapped.
“Draco, you are!” Harry beamed at him. “Just look at your stomach!”
“Shut up!” Draco crossed his arms self consciously over his tummy. “I’m not!”
Harry placed a hand on top of one of Draco’s. “Don’t be silly,” he said. “Of course you are.”
Jerking away from him, Draco moved as close to his edge of the bed as he could, face red with humiliation. “Harry,” he ground out, “Has it completely escaped your notice that I am, in fact, male? Being pregnant is a physical impossibility.”
“But…” Harry’s face was a picture of confusion. He gestured helplessly at Draco.
Draco gave him another glare for good measure. “Leave me alone,” he said. “I don’t want to talk to you.”
“I don’t understand,” Harry said. “You must be pregnant. You’re all fa-“
“Shut up! I know, all right!” Draco was shouting now, his face screwed up and arms clenched protectively around him. “I’m fat, there, I’ve said it. Are you happy? Now leave me alone!” He tried to pull the duvet over his head but Harry caught hold of his wrists. “Let go of me!” Draco struggled wildly and Harry sighed.
“Draco,” he said quietly. “Draco.” Harry pressed a kiss to the back of his partner’s neck. “You’re not fat,” he said, soothingly. Draco’s movements became less violent and Harry continued, “You’re not, and even if you were it wouldn’t matter. I love you,” he moved closer, nuzzling the side of Draco’s neck. “I love you so much.”
“‘m not fat,” Draco mumbled, his face still turned away from Harry’s.
“Shh, I know. I know.”
Harry snuggled close to Draco and when Draco let him he knew that he’d been forgiven. Still, that had been one wild reaction. He might not give Draco that gym membership for his birthday after all.
Comments are greatly appreciated!