Christmas joys!
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geovikiMy mother has returned home after a long, nearly endless week's visit. The less said the better, I suppose. If I've been unusually laconic, that's why. The good news is that I get my life back. I've managed to skim a few LJ entries this week, but I'll be doing remedial reading tonight. Skip = 1000?
The wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
emmagrant01 gifted me with paid LJ time for Christmas. Thank you so much! In thanks, I've written this ficlet for you, Emma, in my A Thousand Beautiful Things universe:
Harry Potter and the Slytherin-Coloured Lamborghini
"Are your eyes still closed? Keep them closed, Draco. Until I tell you when."
"Or until I do a face-plant on the pavement," Draco grumbled, barely audibly.
But Harry's good mood would not be shaken off with a few half-hearted complaints. "I won't let you fall." He was about to chide Draco for his lack of trust, when an uneven stone caught his own heel, and he caught himself on Draco's arm. Astonishingly, Draco kept silent – he must be truly intrigued by the promised surprise.
"Three more steps... two... okay, you can look."
Draco's eyes flew open, followed quickly by his mouth, a look of astonishment that suited the situation perfectly, Harry thought.
"Oh my god, Harry, you really bought it. I didn't think you'd actually— It's... so... silver! A silver Lamborghini!"
Harry laughed. "Well, you requested Slytherin colours, if I recall. The interior is green."
Draco whirled to face him and threw his arms around Harry with uncharacteristic exuberance. "I love it!"
"And it's all yours." He pulled out a set of keys and dangled them in front of Draco's excited face. Draco snatched them away, then looked at what he'd grabbed with a quizzical look.
"Keys." That didn't erase any of Draco's confusion so he added, "To unlock the door. Oh, and to start the engine."
Draco took the keys and marched over to the metallic silver car parked enticingly at the kerb in front of Draco's flat. Extending one key in front of himself, he pointed it at the door and intoned, "Alohomora."
Harry struggled not to laugh at him. "Well, that works, too." Draco had already swung the door open and was sliding into the leather seat, practically purring with happiness.
"C'mon, get in, Harry."
Harry slipped into the passenger seat beside Draco, who was pointing his key, wand-like, at the windscreen. Harry closed the door, taking pleasure in the sound of the well-engineered fit.
"What's the spell to make it go?" Draco asked, excitement making his voice sound unusually young.
Harry took the key from Draco's hand, and inserted it into the steering column. "No spell. Put it in this slot, then turn it. The other direction. Yeah."
The engine caught, but Draco didn't release the starter, which began to grind alarmingly.
"Let go!" Harry blurted out, and Draco yanked his hand away as though he had been shocked. They looked at each other in surprise, but the engine settled in to a powerful thrum.
"Is it okay now?" Draco asked quietly, and Harry nodded. "God, it smells wonderful."
"That's how all new cars smell. Uncle Vernon bought one once. The smell lasts a few months before it fades."
"We'll have to buy another one after that, then," Draco said solemnly, and Harry wondered if he was serious. His Gringott's account had taken quite a hit with this purchase – but Draco was worth it. After... everything.
"Now what?" Draco asked.
Harry was hoping the initial euphoria would have lasted a little longer, but there was nothing for it. Still, he hated to admit the obvious.
"Neither one of us knows how to drive yet, so—"
Sometimes Harry forgot how quickly Draco could move, but it only took a second for him to pull out his wand and cast a quick spell. The Lamborghini began to slowly rise into the air.
"Shit! Draco, no! Finite incantatem!" The car settled back into its spot. With pounding heart, Harry scanned the neighborhood for witnesses, but fortunately there were none.
Draco was pouting. "What? I was only trying to make the car move. Doing a good job of it, too, until you—"
Patience. "I know. But we're not allowed to drive on Muggle roads until we've had lessons and get permits and all. We'll be arrested for driving without a license."
"Oh. So we just get to sit in front of the house in it?" His voice was a blend of petulance and disappointment, and Harry tried to think of something to mitigate both.
"Well, at least tonight we do. But listen," he said, smiling his apology. He switched off the engine and flicked on the stereo. The interior resonated with the unnerving sound of rap music – a token of the delivery man's own interest. Harry winced.
"Hold on...." He quickly dialed through a few stations until he settled on a fortuitous classical piece. Draco smiled with approval.
Harry leaned over and took Draco's wand from his hand. "May I?" he asked, and Draco nodded. He didn't often borrow Draco's wand, but this spell was simple.
"Oblitesco."
Instantly, the glass windows fogged over, hiding them from prying eyes.
"There's one excellent use we can make of a parked car," Harry began in his best bedroom voice, but Draco apparently needed no extraordinary tempting: he was looking at Harry as a starving man looks at his next meal.
They moved together slowly, softly, unstoppably, capturing each other in a sensual kiss that was heartfelt on both sides. Harry suspected that the heat they were generating would be enough to keep the windows steamy without regenerating his spell.
Pulling Harry close while managing to avoid the gear shift, Draco sighed. "Worth every knut, Harry," he whispered, and Harry wholeheartedly agreed.
~~.~~.~~
And for a picture of that lovely vehicle,kupukello made this picture (from her trip to Belgravia). The car in front of the flat: here
The wonderful
emmagrant01 gifted me with paid LJ time for Christmas. Thank you so much! In thanks, I've written this ficlet for you, Emma, in my A Thousand Beautiful Things universe:"Are your eyes still closed? Keep them closed, Draco. Until I tell you when."
"Or until I do a face-plant on the pavement," Draco grumbled, barely audibly.
But Harry's good mood would not be shaken off with a few half-hearted complaints. "I won't let you fall." He was about to chide Draco for his lack of trust, when an uneven stone caught his own heel, and he caught himself on Draco's arm. Astonishingly, Draco kept silent – he must be truly intrigued by the promised surprise.
"Three more steps... two... okay, you can look."
Draco's eyes flew open, followed quickly by his mouth, a look of astonishment that suited the situation perfectly, Harry thought.
"Oh my god, Harry, you really bought it. I didn't think you'd actually— It's... so... silver! A silver Lamborghini!"
Harry laughed. "Well, you requested Slytherin colours, if I recall. The interior is green."
Draco whirled to face him and threw his arms around Harry with uncharacteristic exuberance. "I love it!"
"And it's all yours." He pulled out a set of keys and dangled them in front of Draco's excited face. Draco snatched them away, then looked at what he'd grabbed with a quizzical look.
"Keys." That didn't erase any of Draco's confusion so he added, "To unlock the door. Oh, and to start the engine."
Draco took the keys and marched over to the metallic silver car parked enticingly at the kerb in front of Draco's flat. Extending one key in front of himself, he pointed it at the door and intoned, "Alohomora."
Harry struggled not to laugh at him. "Well, that works, too." Draco had already swung the door open and was sliding into the leather seat, practically purring with happiness.
"C'mon, get in, Harry."
Harry slipped into the passenger seat beside Draco, who was pointing his key, wand-like, at the windscreen. Harry closed the door, taking pleasure in the sound of the well-engineered fit.
"What's the spell to make it go?" Draco asked, excitement making his voice sound unusually young.
Harry took the key from Draco's hand, and inserted it into the steering column. "No spell. Put it in this slot, then turn it. The other direction. Yeah."
The engine caught, but Draco didn't release the starter, which began to grind alarmingly.
"Let go!" Harry blurted out, and Draco yanked his hand away as though he had been shocked. They looked at each other in surprise, but the engine settled in to a powerful thrum.
"Is it okay now?" Draco asked quietly, and Harry nodded. "God, it smells wonderful."
"That's how all new cars smell. Uncle Vernon bought one once. The smell lasts a few months before it fades."
"We'll have to buy another one after that, then," Draco said solemnly, and Harry wondered if he was serious. His Gringott's account had taken quite a hit with this purchase – but Draco was worth it. After... everything.
"Now what?" Draco asked.
Harry was hoping the initial euphoria would have lasted a little longer, but there was nothing for it. Still, he hated to admit the obvious.
"Neither one of us knows how to drive yet, so—"
Sometimes Harry forgot how quickly Draco could move, but it only took a second for him to pull out his wand and cast a quick spell. The Lamborghini began to slowly rise into the air.
"Shit! Draco, no! Finite incantatem!" The car settled back into its spot. With pounding heart, Harry scanned the neighborhood for witnesses, but fortunately there were none.
Draco was pouting. "What? I was only trying to make the car move. Doing a good job of it, too, until you—"
Patience. "I know. But we're not allowed to drive on Muggle roads until we've had lessons and get permits and all. We'll be arrested for driving without a license."
"Oh. So we just get to sit in front of the house in it?" His voice was a blend of petulance and disappointment, and Harry tried to think of something to mitigate both.
"Well, at least tonight we do. But listen," he said, smiling his apology. He switched off the engine and flicked on the stereo. The interior resonated with the unnerving sound of rap music – a token of the delivery man's own interest. Harry winced.
"Hold on...." He quickly dialed through a few stations until he settled on a fortuitous classical piece. Draco smiled with approval.
Harry leaned over and took Draco's wand from his hand. "May I?" he asked, and Draco nodded. He didn't often borrow Draco's wand, but this spell was simple.
"Oblitesco."
Instantly, the glass windows fogged over, hiding them from prying eyes.
"There's one excellent use we can make of a parked car," Harry began in his best bedroom voice, but Draco apparently needed no extraordinary tempting: he was looking at Harry as a starving man looks at his next meal.
They moved together slowly, softly, unstoppably, capturing each other in a sensual kiss that was heartfelt on both sides. Harry suspected that the heat they were generating would be enough to keep the windows steamy without regenerating his spell.
Pulling Harry close while managing to avoid the gear shift, Draco sighed. "Worth every knut, Harry," he whispered, and Harry wholeheartedly agreed.
~~.~~.~~
And for a picture of that lovely vehicle,
kupukello made this picture (from her trip to Belgravia). The car in front of the flat: here 
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Date: 2004-12-30 01:09 am (UTC)(And
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:29 pm (UTC)Did your friend ever find a market for those tsunami shots? They're utterly fascinating! So vivid. Did you notice how some of the people running look as if they're laughing? Do you think they imagined they were just going to get a little wet? I know I wouldn't have been able to grasp the danger at all, and I'm an earth scientist!
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Date: 2005-01-01 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-30 01:31 am (UTC)Hee, you've got to love his cluelessness.
A lovely ficlet - thanks for sharing it with all of us.
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:30 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:32 pm (UTC)I notice you and I are mentioned in the same breath in that anonymous shag thread. Does that mean what I think it means? ;-)
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Date: 2004-12-30 05:10 am (UTC)This is so sweet amd adorable! I love the idea of Draco being enamored of a muggle sports car without even a clue as to how one works! Pointing the key at the door as if it were a wand was just priceless!
For a moment there, I thought Harry was going to try to teach him to drive a stick shift! Heh. So is the car showing up in the sequel, or is this a little out-take?
I'm so excited for the sequel!
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:35 pm (UTC)And milking the ATBT universe. Glad you liked it. Thanks again!no subject
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Date: 2004-12-30 11:41 am (UTC)Draco is adorably clueless to all things muggle. I love him.
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:38 pm (UTC)Draco would object! to your calling him clueless, you realize. He thinks he's being innovative and self-starting.
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Date: 2005-01-01 09:49 pm (UTC)The one of me that I used to answer you first always looks as though I should burst into song: The hills are aliiive...with the sound of muuuusic!" I mean, the mountains are supposed to represent Colorado, but they look awfully Alp-y.
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Date: 2005-01-06 12:31 am (UTC)squee!
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Date: 2005-05-09 02:40 am (UTC)And so from what I understand, you're going to post a letter a day until the big reveal? When is that happening? Did you add lots that I don't know about? Wah! Inquring minds want to know. :)
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Date: 2005-05-19 03:37 am (UTC)I'm just about to start reading the sequel *bounces* Bound to be beautiful...
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Date: 2005-10-16 05:53 pm (UTC)This was fabulous. :)
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Date: 2005-10-19 12:45 am (UTC)Harry does have a few things to make up for too, but this is a good start. :)
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Date: 2005-10-20 02:10 pm (UTC)