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snugglemint Challenge: Candy Cane
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: I do not own JK Rowlings toys, I merely play with them.
Author's Notes: Written for
enchanted_jae who gave me the prompt "Candy Cane" and wanted it fluffy. Apology: Sorry that this is late. I offer up the explanation that I suck. Massively.
“This is nothing like Honeydukes.” Draco cast a glare in Harry’s direction.
“It’s plenty like Honeydukes, Draco, there just isn’t anything exploding or flying around.” Why did that sound remarkably like the Twin’s shop?
“This is candy?”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Of course it is, you git.”
Somehow, Harry had convinced Draco into coming to a Muggle shop. He’d tried on many counts before, but the prat was hard pressed against going to any outlet shops for clothing or hobbies. He had managed to get him to go to a restaurant or two, but he’d had a snicker fit through each and every instance as he made dry and callous remarks about everything.
Candy seemed to be the last resort. Didn’t it make everyone happy?
“This is definitely not right. What the hell is this supposed to be anyway?”
Maybe not.
“Those are raisins covered in chocolate.”
“And here I thought they were animal droppings.”
Harry winced and pushed Draco along away from the chocolate and into a more colorful part of the store. It seemed like hours before Draco had quieted his scathing remarks and began to really look at things.
“Are these hooks?”
Harry tilted his head a little to see Draco holding up to candy canes. With a laugh he responded, “No, Draco. Those are Candy Canes. Those taste like peppermint, but they have a lot of other options too.”
The blond hummed a little and reached for Harry with the sticks of candy, hooking each curved head into his belt loops and using them to pull him forward. The candy wasn’t near strong enough to lug him about, but it didn’t need to be, he came willingly.
“Maybe Muggle candy does have a purpose,” he purred just before leaning in and catching Harry’s lips with his own.
Harry returned the kiss enthusiastically and snorted slightly in a laugh. “You’re hooked on me.”
“Thank God you’re hot.”
