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herumtreiber Pairing:Harry/Draco
Word Count: ~262
Rating:G
Warnings: Draco and Google don't mix - fluffiness ensues
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the rest belong to JK Rowling, I only play with them.
Beta: None
A/N: This drabble was inspired by
lijahlover and sksdwrld who made me aware of Google working in cahoots with someone. The autofill response to "This Valentine's Day..." appears to have been magically tampered with. Say it with ferrets... indeed! Table of contents
Draco glared at the screen of this laptoppy thingy. No matter what he typed, the dratted thing came up with the same response. Bloody Harry, he’s obviously charmed this!
He was running out of time. Tomorrow was Valentine’s day, and he’d forgotten to buy a present for Harry - his pregnant, easily angered husband. In despair, Draco turned to the muggle technology Harry praised so much, but it turned out that apparently the scion of the Marauders wanted something special from him, a thing only Draco could provide. He'd magicked the dratted thing!
After casting a hurried Tempus, and realising he was running out of time, the blond typed again ‘This Valentine’s day…’ Without his moving a finger, instantly a list appeared out of nowhere! Draco scowled at the second item, brushing the letters on the screen with his fingers: say it with ferrets…
Heaving a defeated sigh - and remembering the last time the brunet was mad at him and cursed him with zebra ears - Draco pushed away the bothersome muggle puter of Harry’s, wiping his sweaty forehead.
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Harry opened the door of his apartment and waddled inside. Hopefully Draco would not be angry that he’d forgotten to buy a present for him. After all, he couldn’t Apparate. The brunet scowled when he saw his laptop was turned on. Is Draco surfing for porn, again?
But then he smiled when he saw a small white shape. His Animagus husband turned his head and looked at Harry with beady eyes, wriggling - apparently the Slytherin green silk cord wrapped cutely around his furry neck itched. The ferret's whiskers moved as he attempted to smile - or smirk.
Next part: This Valentine's Day... do it with ferrets
