Drarry Oneshots

Anniversary

"Hermione are you sure this will work out properly? It doesn't seem to fit together, does it?"

Hermione turns around and looks at the rectangular cake with the green frosting and three hoops sticking in the surface, looking like a five-year-old put them into their place. She surpressess a giggle and looks up at the tall blond with frosting on his hands and flour in the face.

"It's our first anniversary and I want it to be perfect. And this damn cake looks averything else but that." He lets out a sigh.

"Don't be so hard on yourself Draco. It looks like it's made with love and all that matters is your will to do something."

Hermione puts her hand on Draco's arm and thinks of Ron's last anniversary gift. A selfmade cat tree for Crookshanks. It looks weird and seems to break apart and Crookshanks doesn't even use it but it was the feeling of love that made it special.

"Why don't you use magic anyway? It would have kept your shirt clean."

Draco looks down at himself and shruggs.

"I want to make something myself, something special. He told me that his aunt and uncle never got him a cake and that he was overwhelmed when he got a real present for the first time. A present from someone who broke down the door seconds before and he didn't even knew. I want him to know he is special to me and he deserves something nobody else could have. So I decided to make this cake myself."

He trailed off.

"But you never baked before and that's why you look like a child that found the door to the kitchen cupboards open. But I will help you anyway."

Hermione smiles and begins to redo the cake together with Draco. In the end it looks like a small Quidditch Pitch with enchanted seeker figures flying around chasing a tiny golden ball.

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Meanwhile in the Slytherin dorms.

"And you are absolutely sure that Draco doesn't own this potions book already, Pansy?"

Harry asks looking around the room he spend a lot of time in during the last weeks.

"Yes, I'm absoulutely sure. But I have a question. Why do you get him a book? I mean I know he's into potions and stuff but shouldn't anniversary gifts be a bit more... I dont know, personal maybe?"

She looks at the boy with the glasses. Curious.

"I know that a fucking book isn't personal. But it's only part of the surprise."

"Surprise?" Pansy smiles. "Tell me."

"Why? So you can tell Draco and ruin everything? No way."

"I promise I won't tell him anything. Tell me or I'll find it out on my own. You know I can, Potter."

"I thought we are on first name terms, Parkinson? But fine. I asked one of the school owls to send him a letter tomorrow afternoon to come up to the Owlery. There he'll find the potions books and a note that says he should come to the Room of Requirement. I wanted him to come up the astronomy tower at first but he hates that place. He gets nightmares after every time he has to go up there. Sixth year is still giving him a hard time, you know."

Pansy nods, deep into her thoughts but listening carefully.

"So I want to prepare the Room to make it look like a flat in Paris. With a window where you can see the eifle tower and the seinne and all the lights at night. Draco told me about them. He loves Paris and I want him to feel safe and peaceful."