may madness day 20
Title: A Funny Thing Happened Between the Gryffindors and the Sytherins Part 20
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco,
Word Count: 896
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta, No sex
Challenge: Off the rez again
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
“A Muggle pub? So there won’t be any witnesses?” Draco drawled.
“A Muggle pub because they have the best fish and chips and twenty-four varieties of beer on tap. And if either of us needs witnesses no one will believe that they say they saw.” Harry grinned.
He ordered a pint and chestnut stuffed mushrooms. “What do you want to drink, Draco?”
“I’ll try the same one you ordered.”
Harry pointed to the beer in front of him and ordered another. Once Draco had his drink, Harry led them to a table against the wall. A waitress hurried over and offered them menus. Harry put his down and wound both hands around his beer.
“Not going to look?” Draco asked.
“I like the fish and chips here.” Harry shrugged.
Draco put the menu to the side.
“You’re not going to look?” Harry asked.
“Apparently, I’m going native tonight.” He took a cautious sip of his beer.
The mushrooms were delivered and they ordered.
“Mmmm…these are so good.” Harry licked is fingers as he went for another.
“So far Potter, you’re two for three.” Draco grabbed another mushroom and took a long drink of his beer.
“Oh, but we haven’t mentioned the pudding yet.” Harry grinned.
“Pudding of any sort in a pub is and iffy proposition.”
“Not here, well not for me anyway. Trust me with your ridiculous sweet tooth.” Harry’s voice was softly cajoling.
The last of the mushrooms were eaten, another pint was ordered and the fish arrived. The munched the fish and chips quietly for a few minutes.
“Well that explains the preposterous number of condiments in your fridge. Who needs three just for fish and chips?”
“I like vinegar for some of my fish and chips and I like lemon for some fish and mayonnaise for some of the fries.” Harry defended his choices. “In Belgium everyone has chips with mayonnaise. I know you get your chocolate from there so you might try it. And I know your mother buys Neuhaus, but you’ve gone all rogue and buy Dumon.
“Nice attempt at distraction. Can’t you just wait until next time and split them up?” Draco queried.
“Might not be a next time.” Harry mumbled into his fish.
“Do you mean like the pub will burn down or another Dark Lord will rise?” Draco grinned.
“It’s just a weird food thing for me. Let it go.” Harry kept his face down.
"You could tell me you know. I'm more particular than most about food." Draco bit into a chip.
Harry looked up, pursed his lips and sighed. "My aunt and uncle didn't always feed me regularly or a lot."
"They were poor?" Draco asked quietly.
"Not especially, they didn't want to be saddled with me."
"They starved a child?!" Draco's eyes were wide with indignation.
"I made it through. It's not a big deal any more, I just am weird about food." Harry finished a piece of fish and then grinned. "So do you want to share a pudding or do you want one of your own?"
"What is this mysterious food item?"
"Fried Mars bar with ice cream. Usually I get it with vanilla, but coffee is good too."
"Mars bar?" Draco's forehead wrinkled.
"It's a chocolate bar with nougat and almonds. They batter dip it and fry it. I stumbled upon them in Scotland."
Draco shrugged. "You've been right so far…but if you don't mind I'd like to share."
The waitress reappeared and Harry placed the order.
Draco groaned upon his first bite of the hot, cold, creamy melty dish. "This is insane, Muggles are barmy, but I'd eat here again." His spoon went back for more.
Harry grinned and they finished their pudding. "So you're not going to do anything provocatively lewd and lick the plate?"
"I was trying to work out a way to get you to invite me back to your place so we could watch the second film in the Lord of the Rings series. Assuming there is one."
Harry's grin broadened. "I think you just worked it out. Draco, would you like to come back to my place and watch Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers?"
Draco returned the smile. "I'd love to."
Harry paid their bill and they went to the loo to apparate out.
"Let me." Draco looked through the DVD's as he gripped the remote.
"Ok. Do you want anything to drink?"
"No. There's no picture." Draco looked at the offending device.
"Turn on the receiver. That blue button there." Harry pointed and settled onto the sofa.
"Success!" Draco crowed as the film came up. He settled in next to Harry. "Arm."
"What?"
"Move your arm and then put it around my shoulders."
Harry blinked rapidly and then did as he was told.
Draco snuggled in close as the opening music swelled.
They both stood up and stretched when the film ended.
"Thank you for that." Draco stretched his arms over his head. "I'm exhausted."
"Ok…do you want to use the floo?" Harry asked.
"Not to go upstairs, no." Draco answered and held out a hand.
"Ummm…" Harry stuttered.
"We can work on the unresolved sexual tension later."
"What's wrong with your bed?" Harry inquired.
"It's too far away, it's not as comfy as yours and you're not in it."
Harry's face reflected his delighted surprise and he happily followed Draco upstairs.
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco,
Word Count: 896
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta, No sex
Challenge: Off the rez again
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
“A Muggle pub? So there won’t be any witnesses?” Draco drawled.
“A Muggle pub because they have the best fish and chips and twenty-four varieties of beer on tap. And if either of us needs witnesses no one will believe that they say they saw.” Harry grinned.
He ordered a pint and chestnut stuffed mushrooms. “What do you want to drink, Draco?”
“I’ll try the same one you ordered.”
Harry pointed to the beer in front of him and ordered another. Once Draco had his drink, Harry led them to a table against the wall. A waitress hurried over and offered them menus. Harry put his down and wound both hands around his beer.
“Not going to look?” Draco asked.
“I like the fish and chips here.” Harry shrugged.
Draco put the menu to the side.
“You’re not going to look?” Harry asked.
“Apparently, I’m going native tonight.” He took a cautious sip of his beer.
The mushrooms were delivered and they ordered.
“Mmmm…these are so good.” Harry licked is fingers as he went for another.
“So far Potter, you’re two for three.” Draco grabbed another mushroom and took a long drink of his beer.
“Oh, but we haven’t mentioned the pudding yet.” Harry grinned.
“Pudding of any sort in a pub is and iffy proposition.”
“Not here, well not for me anyway. Trust me with your ridiculous sweet tooth.” Harry’s voice was softly cajoling.
The last of the mushrooms were eaten, another pint was ordered and the fish arrived. The munched the fish and chips quietly for a few minutes.
“Well that explains the preposterous number of condiments in your fridge. Who needs three just for fish and chips?”
“I like vinegar for some of my fish and chips and I like lemon for some fish and mayonnaise for some of the fries.” Harry defended his choices. “In Belgium everyone has chips with mayonnaise. I know you get your chocolate from there so you might try it. And I know your mother buys Neuhaus, but you’ve gone all rogue and buy Dumon.
“Nice attempt at distraction. Can’t you just wait until next time and split them up?” Draco queried.
“Might not be a next time.” Harry mumbled into his fish.
“Do you mean like the pub will burn down or another Dark Lord will rise?” Draco grinned.
“It’s just a weird food thing for me. Let it go.” Harry kept his face down.
"You could tell me you know. I'm more particular than most about food." Draco bit into a chip.
Harry looked up, pursed his lips and sighed. "My aunt and uncle didn't always feed me regularly or a lot."
"They were poor?" Draco asked quietly.
"Not especially, they didn't want to be saddled with me."
"They starved a child?!" Draco's eyes were wide with indignation.
"I made it through. It's not a big deal any more, I just am weird about food." Harry finished a piece of fish and then grinned. "So do you want to share a pudding or do you want one of your own?"
"What is this mysterious food item?"
"Fried Mars bar with ice cream. Usually I get it with vanilla, but coffee is good too."
"Mars bar?" Draco's forehead wrinkled.
"It's a chocolate bar with nougat and almonds. They batter dip it and fry it. I stumbled upon them in Scotland."
Draco shrugged. "You've been right so far…but if you don't mind I'd like to share."
The waitress reappeared and Harry placed the order.
Draco groaned upon his first bite of the hot, cold, creamy melty dish. "This is insane, Muggles are barmy, but I'd eat here again." His spoon went back for more.
Harry grinned and they finished their pudding. "So you're not going to do anything provocatively lewd and lick the plate?"
"I was trying to work out a way to get you to invite me back to your place so we could watch the second film in the Lord of the Rings series. Assuming there is one."
Harry's grin broadened. "I think you just worked it out. Draco, would you like to come back to my place and watch Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers?"
Draco returned the smile. "I'd love to."
Harry paid their bill and they went to the loo to apparate out.
"Let me." Draco looked through the DVD's as he gripped the remote.
"Ok. Do you want anything to drink?"
"No. There's no picture." Draco looked at the offending device.
"Turn on the receiver. That blue button there." Harry pointed and settled onto the sofa.
"Success!" Draco crowed as the film came up. He settled in next to Harry. "Arm."
"What?"
"Move your arm and then put it around my shoulders."
Harry blinked rapidly and then did as he was told.
Draco snuggled in close as the opening music swelled.
They both stood up and stretched when the film ended.
"Thank you for that." Draco stretched his arms over his head. "I'm exhausted."
"Ok…do you want to use the floo?" Harry asked.
"Not to go upstairs, no." Draco answered and held out a hand.
"Ummm…" Harry stuttered.
"We can work on the unresolved sexual tension later."
"What's wrong with your bed?" Harry inquired.
"It's too far away, it's not as comfy as yours and you're not in it."
Harry's face reflected his delighted surprise and he happily followed Draco upstairs.