Plea from HD_Holidays Mod Taradiane --

[oakstone730]

Shared Fro hd_holidays  Originally posted by taradiane at *prostrates self at fandom's feet*

<<annafugazzi participated in this year's fest, and did not get a gift. Her original gifter dropped out, and in the sea of dropouts we had this year, I overlooked her on the list of people who needed a replacement gift...and didn't find out until yesterday. In all of my spreadsheets and triple-checking that everyone who submitted got on the schedule, it didn't occur to me that I would forget or overlook something so important.

I'm BEGGING asking those who are so inclined to write or draw a little something (<--- link to her sign-up) for our annafugazzi that she would like, and drop it in comments below between now and reveals day on the 14th. A drabble, a ficlet, a doodle, a fanvid...anything and everything. I'm working on something myself, but in my insanely limited time right now I know it will not even come close to being enough, ergo I come to you, my fellow creators. >>

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annafugazzi s an amazing writer - Her story, Bond, made me fall in love with the bonding storylines.If you have the time in the next few days, see what you can do and post it o taradiane's original post (link above). Her prompts were owls, silk ribbons, and (love this) House Elf Choral Society.  I posted in the Hols comments a little drabble (well, longer than a drabble, shorter than a ficlet, whatever). Cross-posting it here..

Love Happened...

In the weeks following the news of their bonding ceremony, Harry and Draco refused to answer the demands to know more about their up-until-then secret relationship. After living the greater portion of their lives in the public eye neither had any interest in revealing something so personal to anyone.

How can you describe what began with a nudge and a look of shared misery as they listened to a rather painful rendering of Little Drummer Boy by the House Elves Choral Society during the Hogwarts Student and Faculty Christmas concert? But that is where it had started, as two newly divorced fathers leaning against the back wall of the Great Hall to avoid the messiness of ex-wives and in-laws.

Harry had looked over in surprise as Draco nudged him and surreptitiously handed him a silver flask of firewhiskey. For the next two hours they shared sips and whispered insults and quips as they listened to everything from Hagrid’s questionable version of   riendly Beasts to their own sons surprising duet in While Shepherds Watched Their Flock.

What happened next, neither of them expected. A chance meeting on the street that led to a pint at the Leaky, the joint parent meeting when their sons were caught in the Forbidden Forest that led to dinner and the not so chance meeting on the steps of the Ministry that led to drinks at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Casual meetings turned into planned dates, and then so much more, but with neither of them wanting to move too quickly lest it all fall apart, until one day it happened.

For Harry, love happened on a Tuesday when he chanced to look out his office window and saw an owl bringing him a message and a shiver went through him when he realized it was Draco’s owl and couldn’t wait to read the missive it was bringing.

For Draco, love happened on Diagon Alley when he glanced in the window of a novelty shop and saw the bright green silk ribbon in the display case and his breath hitched because the color perfectly matched Harry’s eyes and he realized that he couldn’t wait to see Harry again.

For both of them, love was more than screeching elves, swooping owls or silken ribbons. Those things were simply where it had began, but now love could be found in shared mugs of early morning coffee, evenings spent reading by the fire, and whispered promises and caresses given in the dark of their bedroom amidst their tangled limbs and rumpled sheets.

Comments

[omi-ohmy.livejournal.com]

Lovely! I especially liked 'love happened on a Tuesday', there's something fantastic about that phrase, the way love is extraordinary and part of day-to-day life all at the same time.

[oakstone730.livejournal.com]

Thanks - I almost abandoned it last night. It is pretty schmaltzy but I liked the little spots of realization in it.