Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. No copyright infringement intended.
Title: The True Fun of Christmas
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~600
Status: Complete
Summary: Harry tries to decorate the Christmas tree.
Warnings: None.
Note: Written for slythindor100's Special Holiday Challenge, which was a picture of candles and awdt's prompt — Decorating the Christmas tree.

OMG! OMG! OMG! Is it too early to freak out? I had to write TWO 'drabbles' today. One advent drabble and one for slythindor100 (that one has to be H/D of course). Plus, work was crazy! Damn it!

I'm thankfully home and ready to relax, respond, review, read and drool. *sigh*

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The True Fun of Christmas

The cosy living room was bathed in candlelight, making the scene look extra warm and peaceful. Draco sat on a sofa near the fireplace, pretending to read a book, but in reality sneaking glances in Harry's direction. His boyfriend was dutifully hanging Christmas ornaments upon the large tree.

"Fuck, fuck! Bloody fuck!" Harry cursed most inappropriately. "These needles are sharp." He scowled at the tree, sucking on his injured forefinger. "Why did we buy an evil tree?"

"Need help?" Draco asked patiently.

"No," Harry declined quickly, grabbing a random garland. "You said you've never done this the Muggle way. And then proved it by breaking half the ornaments."

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm just not such a talented tree-decorator as you clearly are."

"Shut up," Harry grumbled, nearly falling down as he tried to arrange the garland so it would look like a decoration rather than a random object tossed haphazardly on the tree. Trying again, he stood on his toes, but then slipped and swayed dangerously together with the tree.

Draco shot up, ready to catch his clumsy boyfriend, but Harry managed to right himself. Sadly, the tree had no such luck.

After the loud noise settled down, Harry and Draco assessed the damage, pleased to see nothing except a couple of ornaments had been damaged.

"I hate this thing," Harry whined, looking at the knocked-down tree. He shook his hands that stung something horrid, injured by the evil pine needles. "This just can't be done. This tree is defective," Harry concluded.

Chuckling, Draco asked again, "Need help?"

"Oh fine! Fine!" Harry cracked. "Just be lazy and use magic." Harry threw his hands in the air, giving up.

Draco nodded importantly and took out his wand. He easily spelled the tree so it righted itself, and then, after several complicated waves and flicks of his wand, the ornaments and garlands, as well as a flock of fluttering fairies, rushed towards the tree, decorating it in a matter of seconds. The tree was left looking more perfect than Harry could have imagined.

Waving his wand lazily, Draco levitated a shiny star, making it attach itself to the very top of the tree. After another wave, colorful presents arranged themselves underneath it.

Draco stuck out his chin and twirled his wand smugly.

"Show off." Harry pouted, impressed despite himself. "But this takes the fun out of Christmas."

"Nonsense," Draco argued, edging towards the tree. "The true fun of Christmas lies in opening presents."

"I told you," Harry said with an air of someone who had repeated the obvious ten times already, "you can't open your presents yet."

Hiding his initial scowling expression, Draco smiled sweetly. "Well, I'm not as mean as you are. I'll let you unwrap one present early."

Draco quickly dropped onto the floor, next to the tree, lay down and propped himself on his elbows. "Unwrap me," he offered, waggling his eyebrows. He spread his legs and, rather lewdly, thrust his pelvis upwards.

Harry nearly choked, instantly appeased, forgetting all about evil trees and boring Christmases. He knelt down quickly, straddling Draco's thighs.

"I love your talent for proper time management," he praised, cupping Draco's crotch, massaging him slowly but surely through the fabric of his trousers.

Watching as Harry leaned down, apparently set on trying to unzip Draco's trousers by using his mouth, teeth and tongue, Draco praised in turn, "I love your sense of priority."

"Maybe I can't decorate trees, but I know how to unwrap my presents." Harry nodded and looked up, grinning seductively as he delicately bit down on the tiny slider of Draco's zipper and then, still looking at Draco with wicked eyes, slowly pulled it down.

"I told you that unwrapping was the fun part," Draco said weakly, shivering.

"Oh no. There's more to it. I'll show you." Harry reached into Draco's trousers and said wisely, "The fun part is using your present properly."

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Fin

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