AWDT: Cherry Flavoured
Title: Cherry Flavoured
Author: save_le_empire
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Slash; boys kissing in public. Not beta'd, but if you'd like to do so, by all means :))
Disclaimer: Property of J.K., because she had mad skills. And stuff.
A/N: My try at this week's challenge for jamie2109's AWDT, because it's just so tempting.
Harry had no idea what the yummy-looking red one with the sugary center would do. When the twins brought him their new batch of treats, he felt a rather courageous twinge in his heart- after all, he had braved worse! Although it was dangerous, and probably self-destructing, he realized that someone would have to take that chance.
Which is why, naturally, he let Draco try them out first.
Said boy held the candy between his fingers with obvious suspicion. He turned it this way and that, but finding nothing immediately assaulting about the candy, he turned to his loving boyfriend. “Are you up to something?”
Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s waist from behind. “If you don’t believe me,” at this he nuzzled between Draco’s ear and scarf, “then we can just go over to Honeydukes and I’ll buy you something else.” He tried to sound disappointed, as though he was hurt that his boyfriend didn’t trust him.
It worked, apparently. Draco turned in his arms, kissing Harry sweetly on the lips. The Gryffindor smirked inwardly, proud of his manipulation. Draco’s hands held on to Harry’s shoulders, and as he got a better look at the glint in the Draco’s eye, he began to doubt his plan.
It wasn’t snowing anymore, but the air was still chilly enough turn noses red- red like the tiny candy ball that Draco popped into his mouth, taking a moment to really taste it. Harry awaited the effects, trying not to look suspicious as he lead his boyfriend over to the Leaky Cauldron. After a few paces, he felt a tug on his hand, and before he could turn around to ask what was wrong, Draco had swung them onto a bench, covered in snow, sat on his lap, and kissed Harry for all he was worth.
At first, all the brunet could think about was what good fortune he had, and how it wasn’t nearly as cold out as it had been. Just as he was getting a good hold on Draco’s hips, he felt a small, hard, cherry-flavoured object pass into his mouth.
The candy! Surely Draco could not have cottoned on, and only thought they were sharing a hot display of affection. In public. Which it very well was, despite the fact that there was a proverbial ticking bomb between their mouths. Bystanders had stopped to cheer on the pair, and some of the younger girls even took photo’s.
Draco and Harry passed the candy back and forth between them, in a seemingly playful manner, until it dissolved into sugar. Just as Harry decided to tell Draco what he’d done, he felt a strange tingling in his mouth. At first, he attributed it to arousal, but when he tried to pull his head away, he found he couldn’t.
While they had snogged heatedly out in the snow, their tongues had fused together at the tips, creating a one single muscle between the two. As Harry began to panic, Fred- or was it George? - bounded over to the bench, grinning like his bank account had just tripled.
“Merlin, Harry, if I had known you were going to experiment with it, I’d’ve given you samples of the Screaming Stimulator Strawberries to go with ‘em.” The redhead paid no mind to the mirror glares and inarticulate mumbles. He took out a small tube of what looked like toothpaste, or lube (which the crowd seemed to consider as well, what with people pressing closer for a better view), but turned out to be a sort of candy. George- or was it Fred?- squeezed some of the red gel on their “tongue” before making a go-ahead motion with his hands. “Go on, then! Kiss and make it better!”
Hoping for the best, Harry and Draco kissed, albeit a bit awkwardly, around their combined tongues, and following the familiar cherry flavour and tingling sensation, their mouths parted once more with two very separate muscles.
Newly free, Draco immediately stood up, “I knew it! That’s from the Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, isn’t it? You were trying out their tricks on me!” Still red from the cold, and the kiss, the blond looked utterly violated with his hands on his hips and hair in disarray.
“So, that means it’s a keeper, right?” Fre-orge asked, his grin just as brilliant since he sat down. Harry noticed the outraged look on Draco’s face and cut in just as the Slytherin opened his mouth,
“There's something very important that we shouldn't forget here!”
Draco blew strands of flaxen hair out of his face and crossed his arms, “What, two tongues are better than one?”
Swallowing loudly, Harry looked back to his boyfriend, "Er, well, yes. I suppose that works, too. I was going to bring up that time when you tried to mess with my hair-"
"I was fixing it!"
"-while I was sleeping," Harry continued, "which ended up making my hair look like a furry rainbow, and I had to go to class like that every day for a week and a half until it washed out." He gave Draco a pointed look.
Sniffing, Draco held out his hand which Harry shook in agreement of a truce. "You know," Draco said as they began to make their way through the noisy crowd and into the Leaky Cauldron, "You should thank me, really. I thought it was a brilliant way to come out to your friends."
Author: save_le_empire
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Slash; boys kissing in public. Not beta'd, but if you'd like to do so, by all means :))
Disclaimer: Property of J.K., because she had mad skills. And stuff.
A/N: My try at this week's challenge for jamie2109's AWDT, because it's just so tempting.
Harry had no idea what the yummy-looking red one with the sugary center would do. When the twins brought him their new batch of treats, he felt a rather courageous twinge in his heart- after all, he had braved worse! Although it was dangerous, and probably self-destructing, he realized that someone would have to take that chance.
Which is why, naturally, he let Draco try them out first.
Said boy held the candy between his fingers with obvious suspicion. He turned it this way and that, but finding nothing immediately assaulting about the candy, he turned to his loving boyfriend. “Are you up to something?”
Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s waist from behind. “If you don’t believe me,” at this he nuzzled between Draco’s ear and scarf, “then we can just go over to Honeydukes and I’ll buy you something else.” He tried to sound disappointed, as though he was hurt that his boyfriend didn’t trust him.
It worked, apparently. Draco turned in his arms, kissing Harry sweetly on the lips. The Gryffindor smirked inwardly, proud of his manipulation. Draco’s hands held on to Harry’s shoulders, and as he got a better look at the glint in the Draco’s eye, he began to doubt his plan.
It wasn’t snowing anymore, but the air was still chilly enough turn noses red- red like the tiny candy ball that Draco popped into his mouth, taking a moment to really taste it. Harry awaited the effects, trying not to look suspicious as he lead his boyfriend over to the Leaky Cauldron. After a few paces, he felt a tug on his hand, and before he could turn around to ask what was wrong, Draco had swung them onto a bench, covered in snow, sat on his lap, and kissed Harry for all he was worth.
At first, all the brunet could think about was what good fortune he had, and how it wasn’t nearly as cold out as it had been. Just as he was getting a good hold on Draco’s hips, he felt a small, hard, cherry-flavoured object pass into his mouth.
The candy! Surely Draco could not have cottoned on, and only thought they were sharing a hot display of affection. In public. Which it very well was, despite the fact that there was a proverbial ticking bomb between their mouths. Bystanders had stopped to cheer on the pair, and some of the younger girls even took photo’s.
Draco and Harry passed the candy back and forth between them, in a seemingly playful manner, until it dissolved into sugar. Just as Harry decided to tell Draco what he’d done, he felt a strange tingling in his mouth. At first, he attributed it to arousal, but when he tried to pull his head away, he found he couldn’t.
While they had snogged heatedly out in the snow, their tongues had fused together at the tips, creating a one single muscle between the two. As Harry began to panic, Fred- or was it George? - bounded over to the bench, grinning like his bank account had just tripled.
“Merlin, Harry, if I had known you were going to experiment with it, I’d’ve given you samples of the Screaming Stimulator Strawberries to go with ‘em.” The redhead paid no mind to the mirror glares and inarticulate mumbles. He took out a small tube of what looked like toothpaste, or lube (which the crowd seemed to consider as well, what with people pressing closer for a better view), but turned out to be a sort of candy. George- or was it Fred?- squeezed some of the red gel on their “tongue” before making a go-ahead motion with his hands. “Go on, then! Kiss and make it better!”
Hoping for the best, Harry and Draco kissed, albeit a bit awkwardly, around their combined tongues, and following the familiar cherry flavour and tingling sensation, their mouths parted once more with two very separate muscles.
Newly free, Draco immediately stood up, “I knew it! That’s from the Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, isn’t it? You were trying out their tricks on me!” Still red from the cold, and the kiss, the blond looked utterly violated with his hands on his hips and hair in disarray.
“So, that means it’s a keeper, right?” Fre-orge asked, his grin just as brilliant since he sat down. Harry noticed the outraged look on Draco’s face and cut in just as the Slytherin opened his mouth,
“There's something very important that we shouldn't forget here!”
Draco blew strands of flaxen hair out of his face and crossed his arms, “What, two tongues are better than one?”
Swallowing loudly, Harry looked back to his boyfriend, "Er, well, yes. I suppose that works, too. I was going to bring up that time when you tried to mess with my hair-"
"I was fixing it!"
"-while I was sleeping," Harry continued, "which ended up making my hair look like a furry rainbow, and I had to go to class like that every day for a week and a half until it washed out." He gave Draco a pointed look.
Sniffing, Draco held out his hand which Harry shook in agreement of a truce. "You know," Draco said as they began to make their way through the noisy crowd and into the Leaky Cauldron, "You should thank me, really. I thought it was a brilliant way to come out to your friends."