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Yes, this is Harry in an apron

In the AS/S Ship rp my gf and I have been obsessed with, we wrote a scene where Draco comes to drop off his son at the Potter residence. Harry had been in the kitchen cleaning, and when he answered the door he was trying to be all threatening-serious, forgetting he was in his apron. Here's the bit after that exchange that inspired the drawing:

"No... no problem at all -- we just finished dinner actually. Are you hungry? Seeing as my husband is wearing my apron, I'm sure he'd be happy to make something for you." A smirk crossed Ginny's lips and Harry looked down suddenly.

"AWW, C'mon guys!! And NO ONE could've brought this to my attention before I opened the door!?" Harry's hands flapped down helplessly at his side and he could just see Draco's smirk as he apparrated away. Kiss the witch, indeed. He grabbed the apron hastily and pulled it off his neck, and Verus couldn't help but chuckle softly. James' face broke into a huge grin.

"'The great reunion of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy'," James narrated between laughs as he followed his father into the kitchen, holding his wand to his mouth like a microphone, "'Malfoy clad in thick velvet robes, diamond cufflinks, and leather-bound shoes. Potter, in a pink apron! What a night it was, folks, how FEARSOME Potter wa--' AH!" As they dissapeared around the corner Harry saw a flash of red light and heard James give a shout, then he heard his father laugh and shout in return as yellow light burst in the kitchen -- surely James' retaliaton. "How DARE you try and hex your own son with pimples! The girls'll be heartbroken if you marr this face!" Verus saw James hop onto the kitchen table and Ginny's smile turned to anger.

"Excuse me, Scorpius," she said softly, then turned around. "BOYS! NO DUELING IN THE HOUSE! Take it OUTSIDE!"

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Yes, this is Harry in an apron

In the AS/S Ship rp my gf and I have been obsessed with, we wrote a scene where Draco comes to drop off his son at the Potter residence. Harry had been in the kitchen cleaning, and when he answered the door he was trying to be all threatening-serious, forgetting he was in his apron. Here's the bit after that exchange that inspired the drawing:

"No... no problem at all -- we just finished dinner actually. Are you hungry? Seeing as my husband is wearing my apron, I'm sure he'd be happy to make something for you." A smirk crossed Ginny's lips and Harry looked down suddenly.

"AWW, C'mon guys!! And NO ONE could've brought this to my attention before I opened the door!?" Harry's hands flapped down helplessly at his side and he could just see Draco's smirk as he apparrated away. Kiss the witch, indeed. He grabbed the apron hastily and pulled it off his neck, and Verus couldn't help but chuckle softly. James' face broke into a huge grin.

"'The great reunion of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy'," James narrated between laughs as he followed his father into the kitchen, holding his wand to his mouth like a microphone, "'Malfoy clad in thick velvet robes, diamond cufflinks, and leather-bound shoes. Potter, in a pink apron! What a night it was, folks, how FEARSOME Potter wa--' AH!" As they dissapeared around the corner Harry saw a flash of red light and heard James give a shout, then he heard his father laugh and shout in return as yellow light burst in the kitchen -- surely James' retaliaton. "How DARE you try and hex your own son with pimples! The girls'll be heartbroken if you marr this face!" Verus saw James hop onto the kitchen table and Ginny's smile turned to anger.

"Excuse me, Scorpius," she said softly, then turned around. "BOYS! NO DUELING IN THE HOUSE! Take it OUTSIDE!"