Present Mixed in the Past

Chapter 45| Exploring Strawberry Fields

"Look! This one is perfectly ripe!" The dark-haired chirped, happily plucking a few strawberries from the bush.

The blond laughed, plucking his own strawberries. The fields were covered in strawberries and blueberries, many of which shone under the sun. There were a plenty of people milling about, mostly families and couples like them.

"Mummy!" A child showed his mother a juicy and ripe strawberry shining in a redder hue.

Harry smiled at the small family, chuckling a little. He stood up and moved along, looking to the rare sunny sky of the UK. The day was seeming so nice.

"Merveilleux jour?" Draco cooed, moving closer to him. (French- Wonderful day?)

"Sí, mi muerte." (Spanish-yes, my Death)

The blond offered his hand to his other, who quickly and happily took that hand. They continued walking, looking at the fruit and occasionally picking some. Some of the picked food went to feeding the other, getting juices on the chins, which caused some laughter.

As they walked about, they noticed that the plants seemed to bloom and ripen as they got closer. It was a curious thing, but they ignored it. They were having fun and they didn't want to think too much about the oddities around them.

After picking the berries they wanted, they left to explore the little farm market set up not too far away. Of course, they had their fruits carefully bagged before moving about. It wasn't long before they began buying and looking at more fruits and vegetables. Of course, this got them into a small argument.

"We have many food at the Manor, mon vie." Draco gave the other a look.

"Those aren't fresh like these, Mi muerte." Harry huffed, lightly glaring.

"They are fresh. We buy them weekly, non?"

"Sí, ya lo sé. Sino es mejor para tú." (Spanish- Yes, I know. But it's better for you)

He was given an unbelieving look. Harry shook his head, huffing in annoyance.

"Putamente purasangre." He grumbled. (Spanish- Fucking Pureblood)

He gave the young woman working the stand a smile as he bought some of her stock. She gave them an amused look, bagging the food he had chosen. He smiled to her before practically shoving an apple into his partner's mouth.

Draco grunted, grabbing the fruit and properly eating it just to please his opposite. He paused for a second before munching on it with a slight pout. Harry smirked, playfully tilting his nose in the air and walking off to gather more food.

The Pureblood continued to pout as he followed Potter, munching on the sweet apple. It tasted much better than most other apples he had eaten in his lives. He was brought out of his pouting when he saw how peaceful and happy Harry looked talking and interacting with the famers.

Once he was done with his food, he tossed the core, moving over to his date. The green-eyed male smiled to him as he proudly showed off the bags of food they would have to use soon.

"I can make us dinner!" He chirped, bouncing ever so much.

Malfoy laughed, grinning back and nodding.

"Away from the Manor?" He teased.

Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes in amusement. He didn't need to say anything for them both to know that would be true. After all, this was their day, their date, and they don't need their overprotective guardians trying to barge in.

"Te encantará." Potter cooed, leaning closer to his taller partner. (Spanish- You'll love it)

Draco's face flushed, him looking away from the rather sexy look that the other was given him.

"Je n'en doute pas, Mon émeraude." (French-I don't doubt that, My emerald)

Harry's cheeks colored a little, smiling to him. They gazed at each other for a few minutes before they took each other's hand. They had enough of the Muggle world, it was time to have a dinner date.