Fic: Shop

[sinderella81]

Title: Shop
Author: cinderella81
Pairing: Drarry *gasp*
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine!! I just play!
Summary:  Shopping fluff with the boys

“Why am I letting you do this?” Harry asked, trailing behind Draco with a pout.

 

“Because you love me and I know what’s best for you,” Draco said with a smile. He and Harry had been living together since the end of the war, and Draco was pleased to see that he’d had a positive influence on his lover. Harry had acquiesced and allowed Draco to take him to get his eyes fixed (no more glasses) and taken him to Draco’s stylist for some hair help. Harry’s bed head was now purely intentional and Draco was pleased. Now they were walking along Diagon Alley, headed for some of the clothing shops along the street. Draco was making it his mission to get rid of the Dursely’s hand me downs and get his lover in things that fit. 

 

“But isn’t all this going to cost a lot of money?” Harry asked nervously. 

 

“Harry, darling, you are one of the richest wizards in the world. You can afford clothes that fit.” Draco planted a hot kiss on Harry’s lips and pulled him into the shop. He immediately began pulling Harry through the shop, pulling clothes off the rack and handing them to the waiting assistant. Harry followed Draco, protesting the whole way. 

 

“Wait, I don’t think that’ll fit … no, not red … leather, now you’ve got to be kidding!” Draco nodded and pushed him into the dressing room. He waited outside for a couple of minutes, listening to Harry struggle to put on the clothes Draco had picked out for him. 

 

“I’m not coming out in this!” Harry yelled through the door. Draco sighed, pulled open the door, and pulled Harry out and in front of a mirror. 

 

Harry stood in front of the mirror, with Draco draped across his shoulder behind him. He looked in the mirror and saw himself in black leather lace up pants and a silk red button up shirt. “I look ridiculous!” Harry cried. Draco just smiled.

 

“Look at yourself; and I mean really look at yourself. Unnaturally bright green eyes no longer hidden behind glasses and intentional bed head. These leather pants hug your ass so tight it’s almost illegal,” Draco said, cupping Harry’s ass with one hand. “This red silk shirt hugs your every muscle,” he continued, running his other hand over Harry’s chest. He smiled when he heard Harry moan softly. Draco leaned forward and nibbled on Harry’s earlobe. “You look so hot right now; I just wanna shove you into the dressing room and fuck you till you can’t move.” He smiled in the mirror as he saw Harry blush bright red. 

 

“Draco,” Harry hissed softly. Draco kissed him on the cheek and shoved him back into the dressing room to try on more clothes.

 

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“Can we not do that for another year or so?” Harry asked as he dropped the pile of bags on the floor just inside the door. Draco called a house elf to get the bags and followed Harry into the living room.

 

“Your wish is my command,” Draco said, sitting on Harry’s lap. He immediately began peppering Harry with kisses.

 

“Mmm … that feels wonderful. But, Ron and Hermione are going to be here in about 30 minutes,” Harry said softly. He grinned as Draco moaned in annoyance.

 

“You and your blasted friends,” Draco said, sliding off Harry’s lap. “Well, you’ll just have to make it up to me tonight.”

 

“Oh you can count on it,” Harry said with a devilish grin. “Now let me go change so that we can be ready.” Draco watched his lover walk away and counted himself lucky that he had met someone like Harry … someone to love and love him.