The Little Things
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Cedric
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
15,709
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own any the Harry Potter fandom and make no money from this piece of work
7 - Little Prince
Rating: K
Warnings: AU, fluffy, bad similes
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Good King James of Gryffindor smiled down at his one year old son, Prince Harry, as he played with 4 year old Prince Cedric of Hufflepuff.
“Don’t they just get along famously?” Queen Lily asked, voice delighted as she saw her son actually making a friend – Prince Harry was a very anti-social baby, and it was only out of desperation that they had called upon the king and queen of Hufflepuff, with a child rumoured to be as patient as a river at dawn.
And it had paid off – Prince Harry adored Prince Cedric from the moment he first saw him, and Prince Cedric was enamoured with Harry, not that that was anything new; the Gryffindor prince was a gorgeous baby with hypnotising green eyes, not unlike those of his mother.
“Indeed, I am shocked to see Cedric so devoted to someone he just met,” the queen of Hufflepuff piped in, awed, as the two babies gambolled on the floor of the throne room – not particularly comfortable, but they had resisted any effort to move to the parlour or playroom.
“From what I hear, your son is quite the kind little boy,” Queen Lily remarked, but the queen of Hufflepuff merely shook her head with a smile.
“Patient, yes, but he tolerates the other children around him, never befriends them. It was like he was waiting for someone just right, someone who would fit him perfectly.”
“I feel exactly the same way about Harry – he has rejected any offer of friendship from others his age; the Weasleys, the Finnegans, even the Granger’s daughter.” Queen Lily smiled as Harry made a face at the names, before Cedric distracted him by picking him up and tickling him. Harry was quite ticklish.
“Cedric dislikes any girl, especially that Cho Chang, poor thing. We were hoping to arrange a marriage,” Queen Hufflepuff sighed sadly. “Not even Marrietta Edgecomb interests him, despite her quiet personality that would suit his confidence quite well.”
“We were hoping for a similar arrangement with Ginerva Weasley, or perhaps Hermione Granger, but Harry refused to go near them. It was quite amusing at the time, although their parents weren’t half so tickled... except, perhaps, Arthur Weasley.”
“Oh, Arthur, a good soul,” King James finally said after staring at his son adoringly for quite a well – King James admitted to being able to get lost in his beloved son even when supposedly addressing important matters – Queen Lily kept Prince Harry away if King James was in a meeting.
“You know, ladies, if you’re so frantic and excited about betrothal…” King James began, stroking his stubbly chin as an idea sprang to mind. He watched Harry kiss Cedric on the cheek, smile tugging at his lips as his wife and the queen of Hufflepuff stared at him beseechingly.
“What is it James?!” Lily hissed impatiently – she disliked her husband’s habit of keeping her hanging just to infuriate her.
“Perhaps... we should propose an arrangement... between Prince Cedric and Prince Harry?” James suggested at last. And, though he expected them to get up in arms about Cedric and Harry both being males, he was pleasantly surprised when the women looked at each other thoughtfully.
“It would benefit us all greatly – a strong bridge between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. I’ve heard Slytherin are getting up to no good again and trying to recruit poor Ravenclaw,” the queen of Hufflepuff said, eyes on her son. “And Cedric... he would be happy.”
“Yes, I believe our sons would benefit even more than we,” Queen Lily agreed. “I would not wish to marry Harry off to someone he disliked. I believe in love.” She smiled softly at King James, who smiled back and took her hand, kissing the back of it before entwining their fingers.
“A betrothal it shall be!” the Hufflepuff queen decided, standing up and clapping her hands. “And a most beneficial, cheerful betrothal at that!”
And, though Prince Cedric and Prince Harry had no idea why the woman was standing and clapping her hands, they joined in too, laughing delightedly.
None knew of the disasters that lay ahead of them.
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Gosh, I’m sorry to have not updated this for so long! I was finishing with my other WIP, Pretty Kitty, and now I feel slightly less guilty concentrating on this ;) Plus, I’ve got my Harry/Cedric mojo back after reading a brilliant Cedrry story on livejournal!
Keep those requests coming, and eventually they’ll be filled, once I get past writing whatever my imagination throws at me :P Next drabble will be a request, actually!
Warnings: AU, fluffy, bad similes
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Good King James of Gryffindor smiled down at his one year old son, Prince Harry, as he played with 4 year old Prince Cedric of Hufflepuff.
“Don’t they just get along famously?” Queen Lily asked, voice delighted as she saw her son actually making a friend – Prince Harry was a very anti-social baby, and it was only out of desperation that they had called upon the king and queen of Hufflepuff, with a child rumoured to be as patient as a river at dawn.
And it had paid off – Prince Harry adored Prince Cedric from the moment he first saw him, and Prince Cedric was enamoured with Harry, not that that was anything new; the Gryffindor prince was a gorgeous baby with hypnotising green eyes, not unlike those of his mother.
“Indeed, I am shocked to see Cedric so devoted to someone he just met,” the queen of Hufflepuff piped in, awed, as the two babies gambolled on the floor of the throne room – not particularly comfortable, but they had resisted any effort to move to the parlour or playroom.
“From what I hear, your son is quite the kind little boy,” Queen Lily remarked, but the queen of Hufflepuff merely shook her head with a smile.
“Patient, yes, but he tolerates the other children around him, never befriends them. It was like he was waiting for someone just right, someone who would fit him perfectly.”
“I feel exactly the same way about Harry – he has rejected any offer of friendship from others his age; the Weasleys, the Finnegans, even the Granger’s daughter.” Queen Lily smiled as Harry made a face at the names, before Cedric distracted him by picking him up and tickling him. Harry was quite ticklish.
“Cedric dislikes any girl, especially that Cho Chang, poor thing. We were hoping to arrange a marriage,” Queen Hufflepuff sighed sadly. “Not even Marrietta Edgecomb interests him, despite her quiet personality that would suit his confidence quite well.”
“We were hoping for a similar arrangement with Ginerva Weasley, or perhaps Hermione Granger, but Harry refused to go near them. It was quite amusing at the time, although their parents weren’t half so tickled... except, perhaps, Arthur Weasley.”
“Oh, Arthur, a good soul,” King James finally said after staring at his son adoringly for quite a well – King James admitted to being able to get lost in his beloved son even when supposedly addressing important matters – Queen Lily kept Prince Harry away if King James was in a meeting.
“You know, ladies, if you’re so frantic and excited about betrothal…” King James began, stroking his stubbly chin as an idea sprang to mind. He watched Harry kiss Cedric on the cheek, smile tugging at his lips as his wife and the queen of Hufflepuff stared at him beseechingly.
“What is it James?!” Lily hissed impatiently – she disliked her husband’s habit of keeping her hanging just to infuriate her.
“Perhaps... we should propose an arrangement... between Prince Cedric and Prince Harry?” James suggested at last. And, though he expected them to get up in arms about Cedric and Harry both being males, he was pleasantly surprised when the women looked at each other thoughtfully.
“It would benefit us all greatly – a strong bridge between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. I’ve heard Slytherin are getting up to no good again and trying to recruit poor Ravenclaw,” the queen of Hufflepuff said, eyes on her son. “And Cedric... he would be happy.”
“Yes, I believe our sons would benefit even more than we,” Queen Lily agreed. “I would not wish to marry Harry off to someone he disliked. I believe in love.” She smiled softly at King James, who smiled back and took her hand, kissing the back of it before entwining their fingers.
“A betrothal it shall be!” the Hufflepuff queen decided, standing up and clapping her hands. “And a most beneficial, cheerful betrothal at that!”
And, though Prince Cedric and Prince Harry had no idea why the woman was standing and clapping her hands, they joined in too, laughing delightedly.
None knew of the disasters that lay ahead of them.
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Gosh, I’m sorry to have not updated this for so long! I was finishing with my other WIP, Pretty Kitty, and now I feel slightly less guilty concentrating on this ;) Plus, I’ve got my Harry/Cedric mojo back after reading a brilliant Cedrry story on livejournal!
Keep those requests coming, and eventually they’ll be filled, once I get past writing whatever my imagination throws at me :P Next drabble will be a request, actually!