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Fluffy the Cat
Title: Fluffy the Cat
Author:
enablelove
Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 550
Summary: Draco sees a cat when he steps inside the door. That wasn't the deal!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything affiliated with it does NOT belong to me.
A/N: This is for the amazing
enchanted_jae on the occasion of her birthday! Jae has been my rock for the awesome
hd_fluff comm and has stuck with me even through changing fandoms. Hope your day is AMAZING.
“Harry?” Draco questioned as he stared down at the newest addition to their flat. Beady blue eyes met his straight on.
“Yes, love?” Harry said, coming into the hall. “Oh, I see you’ve met Fluffy.” Draco looked away from the cat, Fluffy apparently, to look incredulously at Harry.
“Fluffy?” He asked with disgust. Clearly, Draco hadn’t rubbed enough pretentiousness off on Harry. Couldn’t he think of a name more fit for a cat? Never mind that right now, though.
“Why the hell do we have a cat and why did you not tell me? I thought we agreed we would wait for a pet and find the perfect one. Together.” Draco knew it was a low blow, but there was a reason for the agreement. Draco needed some semblance of control for everything he did and having a random cat when it had been decided they’d get one together was driving him kind of insane.
He seriously thought Harry understood.
Harry’s eyes got real wide and even though Draco felt a little bad at making Harry look all puppy-like, he didn’t feel bad enough.
“It wasn’t like that, Draco,” Harry tried to placate. “I just found her on the streets and she has a tag. Look.” Harry crouched down next to the white fluff-ball and showed Draco the collar.
“I’ve already called the owner. They’ll be here by the end of the day. I didn’t even name her Fluffy, you brat. And I know we said we’d get a cat together, and that’s still the deal. I can’t believe you thought I’d go behind your back to get one.”
Now Harry’s not even looking at him. Shite. He really got into it this time. He curses under his breath and nears his boyfriend, pulling him in close. As angry as Harry gets with him, he never pulls away from Draco, which he is infinitely grateful for.
“I’m sorry, Harry,” he whispers into Harry’s ear. “I just…saw the cat and assumed. I really should remember that assumptions just land me in trouble.”
“They make an ass out of you and me,” Harry retorts, and Draco can hear the smile in his voice. He lets out a relieved breath; glad this didn’t become a big issue. As much as he’s a Slytherin, through and through, he really hates fighting with Harry. Harry turns his head a little for a kiss and Draco obliges.
“We can make the best with Fluffy for now, right?” Even as he says the name, there’s distaste in his mouth. It’s such a boring name.
Harry rolls his eyes at him, completely able to see through Draco as always and pulls away to crouch down by the cat.
“This weekend. We’re going to the shelter, and no excuses!”
Draco likes it when Harry demands control, but he still has to defend himself. He’s Draco Malfoy after all.
“If we must.”
Harry rolls his eyes again and Draco should warn him his eyes are going to stick that way, but he sees the affection in Harry’s eyes and he guesses it’s okay if Harry mocks him sometimes. He crouches down too to pet the soft fur of the cat and mentally shifts his schedule around to fit in a visit to the shelter. It’s the least he can do.
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Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 550
Summary: Draco sees a cat when he steps inside the door. That wasn't the deal!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything affiliated with it does NOT belong to me.
A/N: This is for the amazing
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“Harry?” Draco questioned as he stared down at the newest addition to their flat. Beady blue eyes met his straight on.
“Yes, love?” Harry said, coming into the hall. “Oh, I see you’ve met Fluffy.” Draco looked away from the cat, Fluffy apparently, to look incredulously at Harry.
“Fluffy?” He asked with disgust. Clearly, Draco hadn’t rubbed enough pretentiousness off on Harry. Couldn’t he think of a name more fit for a cat? Never mind that right now, though.
“Why the hell do we have a cat and why did you not tell me? I thought we agreed we would wait for a pet and find the perfect one. Together.” Draco knew it was a low blow, but there was a reason for the agreement. Draco needed some semblance of control for everything he did and having a random cat when it had been decided they’d get one together was driving him kind of insane.
He seriously thought Harry understood.
Harry’s eyes got real wide and even though Draco felt a little bad at making Harry look all puppy-like, he didn’t feel bad enough.
“It wasn’t like that, Draco,” Harry tried to placate. “I just found her on the streets and she has a tag. Look.” Harry crouched down next to the white fluff-ball and showed Draco the collar.
“I’ve already called the owner. They’ll be here by the end of the day. I didn’t even name her Fluffy, you brat. And I know we said we’d get a cat together, and that’s still the deal. I can’t believe you thought I’d go behind your back to get one.”
Now Harry’s not even looking at him. Shite. He really got into it this time. He curses under his breath and nears his boyfriend, pulling him in close. As angry as Harry gets with him, he never pulls away from Draco, which he is infinitely grateful for.
“I’m sorry, Harry,” he whispers into Harry’s ear. “I just…saw the cat and assumed. I really should remember that assumptions just land me in trouble.”
“They make an ass out of you and me,” Harry retorts, and Draco can hear the smile in his voice. He lets out a relieved breath; glad this didn’t become a big issue. As much as he’s a Slytherin, through and through, he really hates fighting with Harry. Harry turns his head a little for a kiss and Draco obliges.
“We can make the best with Fluffy for now, right?” Even as he says the name, there’s distaste in his mouth. It’s such a boring name.
Harry rolls his eyes at him, completely able to see through Draco as always and pulls away to crouch down by the cat.
“This weekend. We’re going to the shelter, and no excuses!”
Draco likes it when Harry demands control, but he still has to defend himself. He’s Draco Malfoy after all.
“If we must.”
Harry rolls his eyes again and Draco should warn him his eyes are going to stick that way, but he sees the affection in Harry’s eyes and he guesses it’s okay if Harry mocks him sometimes. He crouches down too to pet the soft fur of the cat and mentally shifts his schedule around to fit in a visit to the shelter. It’s the least he can do.
Remember everyone, comments are ♥!