All three words must be used (Fluffbruary prompt list here).
Use the words in order.
I reserve the right to break rules and/or cheat.
Everything about her is so graceful, so elegant, he wonders why she chose him, thinks about it constantly, counts himself blessed.
She’s enthralling, intoxicating, creates a burning inside him, a bonfire, a volcano, and yet she is slow motion and gossamer, rolling in the grass–
He would do anything for her, needs to take her hand and run away, escape from everything that’s tying her down because her soft skin and soft body do not deserve the cold bite of these chains.
Fire…she needs warmth like fire.
“Wake up, baby,” she says and her face floats into focus, framed by treetops above her as he comes to with his head in her lap, “it’s time.”
He rises, holds out a hand to help her up from the blanket, and they head for the truck that will carry them anywhere but here….
Chapters: 14/14
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Scorpius Malfoy, Original Characters, Original Pet Characters
Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Slow Burn, Unresolved Sexual Tension, idiots to lovers, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Minor Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Past Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Past Draco Malfoy/Original Character(s) - Freeform, Healer Harry Potter, Quidditch Player Draco Malfoy, Person of Color Harry Potter, Snark, Banter, Harry Potter Has Issues, Draco Malfoy Has Issues, Drinking, anger management issues, Canon-Typical Violence, Workaholic Harry Potter, Sleep Deprivation, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Pregnant Minor Character, Shower Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk, Sectumsempra Scars (Harry Potter), Swearing, Implied/Referenced Past Murder of a Parent, Bisexual Harry Potter, Bisexual Draco Malfoy, Happy Ending, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, H/D Erised 2022, Digital Art
Summary:
When Draco’s anger management issues land him in St Mungo’s, he thinks his Quidditch career is over. But Harry, A&E Healer and notorious workaholic, is faced with a similar predicament. To save their jobs, the two of them decide to fake a relationship. All they have to do is convince their friends and employers… and not fall in love in the process. Simple, right?
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Excerpt:
Harry’s hands pressed into fists. How obvious was Harry’s listlessness if even a conceited twat like Malfoy could read it on his face? How pathetic and useless must he look, a Healer without patients, robbed of his vocation?
But Malfoy was right. Harry wasn’t his Healer. He wasn’t anybody’s Healer for the foreseeable future. And if there was more to life than work, it didn’t involve worrying about Malfoy and his dumb disregard of basic medical advice.
“Suit yourself, Malfoy,” he said. “Wear the fucking brace or not. But when your hand is useless, don’t come crying if nobody hires you to play Quidditch again.”
Malfoy closed the gap between them in one step. Closed his fist into the front of Harry’s shirt. His face was inches from Harry’s face. “Who told you that?”
Malfoy’s breath shook when Harry grabbed his collar. “Lay your hand on me one more time, and I’ll hex you back to fucking France.”
They glared at each other, hands tangled in each other’s shirts, when a feminine voice called from afar, “Draco?”
Malfoy inhaled sharply, eyes wide. There was a split-second of panic in his eyes.
Then Malfoy yanked Harry to him and kissed him square on the lips.
Harry stumbled back as Malfoy let him go. Malfoy turned a genial smile to the posh young woman striding their way. “Hello, Astoria.”
But the woman paid no attention to Malfoy. She stared at Harry. Her pretty mouth hung open, possibly the only concession to utter surprise that her upbringing allowed.
Harry, though, had no such upbringing to fall back on. Draco Malfoy had just kissed him. They’d been fighting, that much he remembered. They’d been fighting. Harry was so fucking irritated by Malfoy, but it hadn’t been a horrible feeling. The heat that had raged through Harry’s veins was a welcome change after two weeks of quiet desperation. But then instead of punching him, as Harry half-expected, Malfoy had kissed him. Pressed his lips to Harry’s lips. With no forewarning whatsoever. What the fuck.