drabble/art
Pairing: who else? Harry/Draco
Rating: PG13?.....R? ...naked from the waist down draco...?
disclaimer: the usual.
Note: unbetaed drabble by a tired, grammar-mistake pron art student who should really go to bed....
Harry woke up and put an arm beside him, feeling the cold sheet where his lover should have been. His heart sank a little, and he sighed in disappointment. He rubbed his eyes and reached to grab a pair of jeans lying crumpled on the ground from their hastiness last night, and he saw Draco's cloths in the same pile. Heart lightening, he pulled his jeans on and walked quickly out to look for Draco, and found him in the kitchen, trying to cook scrambled eggs. Draco looked delicious. He had nothing else on except for a shirt, and Harry noted that it was his own shirt from yesterday. He walked in and sat down next to the kitchen table, and Draco, hearing him, turns around and smiles. Slowly, he sauntered towards Harry and sat down right on top of him and said...
and proceeds to snog the living daylight out of Harry. They were really going at it...
Until he realized he forgot the eggs and had let them burn.
teh end.
lol. ok, sorry, i gave up. D:. i'll probably colour them someday, but with conventions coming up and i have to prepare for them since i'm selling at those, i'll probably be too busy for quite a while (boohoo).