fantasyfiend09

Title: The Arrangement (4 of ?)
Author:

fantasyfiend09
Word Count: 408
Rating: G for now
Prompt: A toilet
Warning: None
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Unbetaed.

Harry paused to admire the way Draco's long fingers curved gracefully around his wineglass before lifting it to his lips. He really did have lovely hands. And lovely lips. Yes, there were worse people to spend the holidays with.

He looked around the restaurant once more, appreciating the warm wood panelling and the abundant candles. “So what prompted this particular outing?” He wasn't quite ready to call it a date, but he supposed it fit the description rather well.

Draco huffed in that way he did whenever someone he actually liked displeased him. “I realised I have lunch with Pansy and Daphne tomorrow, and you know what that means.”

“A twenty minute review of the latest romantic wizarding restaurant before a sudden apology as if a single wizard can't ever go out to eat?” Harry was glad to see his comment get a chuckle out of Draco.

“Yes. Something like that.” A mischievous gleam shone in his eyes. “So won't they be surprised when I tell them all about the lovely Muggle place I took Harry Potter?” He clasped his hands by the side of his face and fluttered his lashes dramatically. “The wine list is wonderful, the food divine, and Harry's eyes just sparkled in the firelight.”

Harry couldn't help the blush that heated his cheeks, even though he knew Draco was joking. He chose to steer the conversation away from his sparkling eyes. “How do you know the food is divine? We haven't even ordered yet.”

“You're no fun, Harry,” Draco chided, but he was smiling. “Fine, then. Let's try the food so I can wax poetic about it tomorrow.”

*

The food was divine. Harry would never be able to eat plain old brie again after that pastry thing Draco had ordered. He could barely wait for his main course. The only thing more exciting than the food was his companion, who became more and more alluring with each witty remark from his clever mouth.

All the wine wasn't helping keep Harry's libido in check. They were on their second bottle already, and they hadn't eaten much.

Time for water. Lots of water. Harry drank his glass and gestured to the server for a refill. He drank that as well. His mind felt slightly clearer, but all the liquid had another effect, too. Oh well, a trip to the loo would also help clear his head.

Part 5