Fic: Better than a Patronus
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hp_ageplayTitle: Better than a Patronus
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inkprince
Prompt: #35 Sometimes Draco can't sleep until daddy makes sure there are no monsters under the bed or in the closet. Something that daddy doesn't mind.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word count: 520
Summary: Harry and Draco get ready for bed.
A/N: Hey! So this is more of a fanvignette than a proper fanfiction (it’s so short – I’m sorry!), but I still hope it’s at least a bit good! Enjoy! :) (PS: Does Draco have daddy issues? I think he does… ;)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Their night routine isn’t anything special, really, but it was still something sacred to both Harry and Draco, and their day wouldn’t feel quite the same without it. They don’t have much contact during the day: Draco is busy all day long at St. Mungo's and Harry, well, Harry doesn’t really need to work, but he’s always helping someone, be it Neville in his greenhouse, Hermione with her activist movement of the moment, or Ron coaching the kids’ quidditch team. Now it’s easier, they’re more adjusted to this separation and – though there are still no forces on earth strong enough to stop Harry from floo-calling Draco at midday to check on his baby - they don’t have that crippling need to be next to the other like at the beginning of their relationship.
However, when evening falls and they come together again, everything feels alright again. It’s true when they say there’s no place like home. Every evening the soft lights and the smell of dinner welcome home Draco without fail and it’s the most comforting feeling in the world, the quiet chatter that comes from the kitchen as he changes out of his nurse uniform, asking about Harry's day and talking about his. No one can make him feel as secure and cared for as Harry can.
If Harry thought undressing someone was intimate, he never tried dressing someone else. Soft flannel in the winter and light cotton in the summer. With care and delicate touches. Long gone are the worries about bruises and wounds from the days of the war. Long gone are precautions, like shutting the windows and barricading all doors, or not turning the lights on for fear of being spotted from afar. Yes, the war is long gone but time doesn’t heal all wounds.
There’s always at least one candle burning in the bedroom but sometimes it’s not enough to keep the demons at bay. Especially if those demons are inside your heart. But Harry doesn’t mind, and Draco knows he’s lucky to have him. Because without Harry, Draco is just a child lost in the woods: every shadow is a monster’s claw, every little moan of the house makes his heart skip a beat. But Draco’s got Harry, big brave Harry who indulges him and turns on all the lights, checks every corner in the room and under the bed. And then in the closet, just for good measure.
Draco knows his fears are not rational but he cannot fight them, at least not like Harry can. In his life, no one ever did that for him, not when he was a child, not when he grew up. Because Father was always too busy fighting off demons of his own, without worrying about anybody else’s. It’s no secret that Lucius Malfoy wasn’t what you’d call father material, at least not like Harry would be. Draco knows Harry wouldn’t just be any Father; he would be a Daddy. He would be amazing as his daddy. Because for all the checking and warding that Harry can do, nothing can protect him from his demons like falling asleep in his lover’s arms.
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inkprincePrompt: #35 Sometimes Draco can't sleep until daddy makes sure there are no monsters under the bed or in the closet. Something that daddy doesn't mind.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word count: 520
Summary: Harry and Draco get ready for bed.
A/N: Hey! So this is more of a fanvignette than a proper fanfiction (it’s so short – I’m sorry!), but I still hope it’s at least a bit good! Enjoy! :) (PS: Does Draco have daddy issues? I think he does… ;)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Their night routine isn’t anything special, really, but it was still something sacred to both Harry and Draco, and their day wouldn’t feel quite the same without it. They don’t have much contact during the day: Draco is busy all day long at St. Mungo's and Harry, well, Harry doesn’t really need to work, but he’s always helping someone, be it Neville in his greenhouse, Hermione with her activist movement of the moment, or Ron coaching the kids’ quidditch team. Now it’s easier, they’re more adjusted to this separation and – though there are still no forces on earth strong enough to stop Harry from floo-calling Draco at midday to check on his baby - they don’t have that crippling need to be next to the other like at the beginning of their relationship.
However, when evening falls and they come together again, everything feels alright again. It’s true when they say there’s no place like home. Every evening the soft lights and the smell of dinner welcome home Draco without fail and it’s the most comforting feeling in the world, the quiet chatter that comes from the kitchen as he changes out of his nurse uniform, asking about Harry's day and talking about his. No one can make him feel as secure and cared for as Harry can.
If Harry thought undressing someone was intimate, he never tried dressing someone else. Soft flannel in the winter and light cotton in the summer. With care and delicate touches. Long gone are the worries about bruises and wounds from the days of the war. Long gone are precautions, like shutting the windows and barricading all doors, or not turning the lights on for fear of being spotted from afar. Yes, the war is long gone but time doesn’t heal all wounds.
There’s always at least one candle burning in the bedroom but sometimes it’s not enough to keep the demons at bay. Especially if those demons are inside your heart. But Harry doesn’t mind, and Draco knows he’s lucky to have him. Because without Harry, Draco is just a child lost in the woods: every shadow is a monster’s claw, every little moan of the house makes his heart skip a beat. But Draco’s got Harry, big brave Harry who indulges him and turns on all the lights, checks every corner in the room and under the bed. And then in the closet, just for good measure.
Draco knows his fears are not rational but he cannot fight them, at least not like Harry can. In his life, no one ever did that for him, not when he was a child, not when he grew up. Because Father was always too busy fighting off demons of his own, without worrying about anybody else’s. It’s no secret that Lucius Malfoy wasn’t what you’d call father material, at least not like Harry would be. Draco knows Harry wouldn’t just be any Father; he would be a Daddy. He would be amazing as his daddy. Because for all the checking and warding that Harry can do, nothing can protect him from his demons like falling asleep in his lover’s arms.
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