#drarryshortstory

[steampunkserpent27]

Voices

For @hp-fearfest ’s prompt haunted house.  CW: slight spookiness and the attempted murder of a plant.  “Draco.” Draco lifted his head from his reading,” Yeah?” Harry must be home. After no response he raised his voice,” Yeah, Harry?!” Sighing, he set his book down and got up to go find him. The entrance hall was empty and so was the kitchen. “Harry?” It was then that he noticed the clock. Harry wasn’t due home for another three hours. It was just him. He must be hearing things. An hour later it happened again. “Hi.” Draco again, looked up from his reading expecting to see Potter coming home and froze when he saw the time. What was going on? Deciding that he no longer wanted to sit in the living room he grabbed his book and climbed the stairs that led to their shared bedroom. Hopping onto the bed he shook himself out of it. He was just tired. That had to be it. He was sure if he got some sleep all of this would go away. Draco awoke to Harry gently caressing his face,” Hey, sleepyhead.” He said with a bright smile. “Hey.” He mumbled back, completely forgetting about his earlier worries. “What happened to your plant?” Harry asked innocently. “My plant?” Draco was now sitting up, his eyes darting to the windowsill that had held his aloe vera. His poor plant was now sprawled across the floor, dirt spilling out of the pot,” Oh no.” He dumped as much of the soil back into the plastic container as possible and then carefully buried the exposed roots. He’d been taking care of it for months. He really liked that plant. Of course, Harry teased him for it but it gave him something to do while he was alone. Harry placed his hand on his shoulder,” I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Draco carefully placed it on the windowsill and pushed it as far back as it could go,” Yeah, maybe.” Later that night Draco was lying awake in bed, tucked against the nook of Harry’s arm. It was warm and he was extremely sleepy. “Draco.” “Hmm?” he mumbled, shifting so he could look up at Harry. He felt a shiver run up his spine when he saw that he was fast asleep.