SIMple Reflections of Life
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult
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Category:
Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
13
Views:
3,533
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
We do not own any part of the Harry Potter world or charchters. We do not own the rights to the game "The Sims". We make NO profit off of our writings.
Will Thou Take This Sim?
Draco stepped out of the bath, taking the towel off the rack and drying himself off. It had been a long day, and there were several Hufflepuff students who were completely irritating him. How thick could one be and manage to be a sixth year? Those three should have been held back, forced to retake their fifth year. They studied hard, but nothing seemed to sink in through their blasted thick skulls!
He pushed the thought out of his mind with conscious effort. All he wanted now was a bit of companionship, then bed. He paused, glancing about the quiet quarters he shared with Harry and scowled. That thrice-damned computer got more of Harry's time than his… well the thing would have to share Harry's time tonight. He set off to find Harry and found him kicked back in bed, the muggle thing on his lap. Damn it all. He scowled and moved to the bedside, folding his arms. "The den is bad enough; now it's taking over my bed?!" he demanded.
"Oh, come off it Draco. I was bored…" Harry rolled his eyes at the melodramatic tone and pose.
"So what are you doing now? You play that thing too much."
"Come sit and watch." Harry encouraged.
Draco slipped onto the bed beside him and scowled at the screen. "So where's your clicker thing?" he asked, noting its absence.
"This computer doesn't really need a mouse, Draco. It has this pad here…" Harry slid his finger across a silver smooth surface in the center of the bottom of the keyboard and the pointer on the screen responded to his touch.
"Weird. Muggle devices are simply weird." He said flatly.
Harry laughed, keeping his eyes on the screen. The Sims were just outside of what looked like a hotel, the building seemed to be stucco tinted with what Draco considered to be horrible tones of pink. The pair was seated on a bench beside a bubbling fountain with a twisted looking little cherub perched at the top of it, water bubbling merrily away. "What a horrible place… where have you taken me this time?" Draco asked.
"On vacation, to the best resort available on the beach. Why isn't it good enough for a Malfoy?" Harry smirked.
"Well… I suppose it will have to do…" Draco smirked back loftily.
Harry chuckled, giving the SimHarry instructions. "Well… let's see if this works… tried it earlier and it wasn't such a great response…" Harry said, watching the screen now.
"Tried what? What are you doing to me NOW, Harry Potter?!" Draco demanded. "It's bad enough you got me beat up by that harridan, and then shagged me in front of Granger!"
"I told you, the spa was empty when they shagged; really, Draco, this isn't us, it's a video game."
"You made him look like me. It's me. Now what are you doing?"
"You're just gonna have to watch…"
"You're going balmy, Harry…" Draco said, frowning, but he did subside and watch as the pair on the computer screen began to talk. SimHarry held SimDraco's hands and pulled him to his feet, talking to him. SimDraco smiled and listened, nodding. The bubble image over SimDraco's head was SimHarry, and Sim Harry's thought bubble was of SimDraco. Suddenly a movie started; Draco watched as SimHarry suddenly went down on one knee, grinning like a hopeful lovesick sot as he pulled a box out of his pocket, offering it up. A ring inside glinted and glimmered and SimDraco gasped, snatching the box. He put the ring on his finger and held it up, the stone glimmering, then leapt upon SimHarry to kiss him soundly, one leg up in the air. Hearts swirled about the pair as they kissed and a romantic tune played.
"At least he has taste… it seems to have a decent sized stone…" Draco said in a snarky tone.
"Oh come on. You said you loved your bonding ring." Harry returned, glancing at him.
Draco couldn't help it; he smiled softly, glancing at the simple silver ring on his finger. "Yes, I do love it…" he agreed after a moment.
Harry leaned over and pulled open his side-table drawer. "I was planning to have a more romantic moment than this…" he said, straightening up. Draco could see he had a small black velvet box in his hand with a very recognizable insignia on the lid of the box of entwined hands set with a little crystal in the center. Dreelings; the wizarding jewelry store...
"Harry…?" Draco murmured, eyes growing wide.
Harry held out the box to him. "Will you…?" he asked, opening the box. Inside was a beautifully crafted ring, one created in purest silver of a dragon entwining round and round, with tiny emerald shards all along the visible body, and a large diamond for an eye.
"Oh… Merlin…" Draco whispered, taking the box, staring at the ring.
Harry grinned as he watched his boyfriend, waiting for him to say something… He was beginning to think that Draco wasn't really interested and he sighed, smile fading as he moved to set the computer aside. Maybe he'd made a mistake and Draco wanted the simple relationship they shared right now, maybe…
"YES!" Draco leapt on him, pinning him to the bed and kissing him, soundly removing any trace of doubt Harry might have had.
He pushed the thought out of his mind with conscious effort. All he wanted now was a bit of companionship, then bed. He paused, glancing about the quiet quarters he shared with Harry and scowled. That thrice-damned computer got more of Harry's time than his… well the thing would have to share Harry's time tonight. He set off to find Harry and found him kicked back in bed, the muggle thing on his lap. Damn it all. He scowled and moved to the bedside, folding his arms. "The den is bad enough; now it's taking over my bed?!" he demanded.
"Oh, come off it Draco. I was bored…" Harry rolled his eyes at the melodramatic tone and pose.
"So what are you doing now? You play that thing too much."
"Come sit and watch." Harry encouraged.
Draco slipped onto the bed beside him and scowled at the screen. "So where's your clicker thing?" he asked, noting its absence.
"This computer doesn't really need a mouse, Draco. It has this pad here…" Harry slid his finger across a silver smooth surface in the center of the bottom of the keyboard and the pointer on the screen responded to his touch.
"Weird. Muggle devices are simply weird." He said flatly.
Harry laughed, keeping his eyes on the screen. The Sims were just outside of what looked like a hotel, the building seemed to be stucco tinted with what Draco considered to be horrible tones of pink. The pair was seated on a bench beside a bubbling fountain with a twisted looking little cherub perched at the top of it, water bubbling merrily away. "What a horrible place… where have you taken me this time?" Draco asked.
"On vacation, to the best resort available on the beach. Why isn't it good enough for a Malfoy?" Harry smirked.
"Well… I suppose it will have to do…" Draco smirked back loftily.
Harry chuckled, giving the SimHarry instructions. "Well… let's see if this works… tried it earlier and it wasn't such a great response…" Harry said, watching the screen now.
"Tried what? What are you doing to me NOW, Harry Potter?!" Draco demanded. "It's bad enough you got me beat up by that harridan, and then shagged me in front of Granger!"
"I told you, the spa was empty when they shagged; really, Draco, this isn't us, it's a video game."
"You made him look like me. It's me. Now what are you doing?"
"You're just gonna have to watch…"
"You're going balmy, Harry…" Draco said, frowning, but he did subside and watch as the pair on the computer screen began to talk. SimHarry held SimDraco's hands and pulled him to his feet, talking to him. SimDraco smiled and listened, nodding. The bubble image over SimDraco's head was SimHarry, and Sim Harry's thought bubble was of SimDraco. Suddenly a movie started; Draco watched as SimHarry suddenly went down on one knee, grinning like a hopeful lovesick sot as he pulled a box out of his pocket, offering it up. A ring inside glinted and glimmered and SimDraco gasped, snatching the box. He put the ring on his finger and held it up, the stone glimmering, then leapt upon SimHarry to kiss him soundly, one leg up in the air. Hearts swirled about the pair as they kissed and a romantic tune played.
"At least he has taste… it seems to have a decent sized stone…" Draco said in a snarky tone.
"Oh come on. You said you loved your bonding ring." Harry returned, glancing at him.
Draco couldn't help it; he smiled softly, glancing at the simple silver ring on his finger. "Yes, I do love it…" he agreed after a moment.
Harry leaned over and pulled open his side-table drawer. "I was planning to have a more romantic moment than this…" he said, straightening up. Draco could see he had a small black velvet box in his hand with a very recognizable insignia on the lid of the box of entwined hands set with a little crystal in the center. Dreelings; the wizarding jewelry store...
"Harry…?" Draco murmured, eyes growing wide.
Harry held out the box to him. "Will you…?" he asked, opening the box. Inside was a beautifully crafted ring, one created in purest silver of a dragon entwining round and round, with tiny emerald shards all along the visible body, and a large diamond for an eye.
"Oh… Merlin…" Draco whispered, taking the box, staring at the ring.
Harry grinned as he watched his boyfriend, waiting for him to say something… He was beginning to think that Draco wasn't really interested and he sighed, smile fading as he moved to set the computer aside. Maybe he'd made a mistake and Draco wanted the simple relationship they shared right now, maybe…
"YES!" Draco leapt on him, pinning him to the bed and kissing him, soundly removing any trace of doubt Harry might have had.