Title: Ergo Chair
Author: Rain 78 ()
Furniture: knee-rest ergonomic chair
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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The doorbell rang as the light in the bedroom turned on. Draco quickly threw on a T-shirt and went to answer the ring.
A man in a brown jump suit stood at the door with a very large package, and a clipboard in his hand.
"What's this?" Draco asked the postman.
The man replied, "Someone named Harry Potter ordered it. I think it's a chair. You have to sign this," he said as he handed Draco the clipboard.
"Okay."
Draco brought the box into the living room, and called down the hall, "Harry! Something came for you. You better come and see what it is!"
Soon after, Harry shuffled out of the bedroom, topless, with sleep still in his eyes. "Oh! That must be my new computer chair."
"Well, then I guess we should open it then, love," Draco said as he came over to kiss Harry good morning.
Harry kissed him back and then went to the box to start tearing it open. Instead, he decided to use his wand, since it would be much easier. After watching the magic do all the work, Harry had to take the chair and put it together by hand.
"Voila!" Harry said after the chair was finished. "What do you think, Draco?"
"Er. Is it supposed to look like that? It doesn't have a back to it, and it has a thing in front, like a foot rest. But my legs are too long to use it." Draco said, with a really confused look on his face.
Harry laughed. "No, silly. It's a knee sit-style ergonomic chair. It has no back, and you put your knees here." He saw the puzzled look on Draco's face and decided he'd better show him instead of explaining it. Harry sat on the chair and put his knees on the pad in front of him. He then leaned into the kneepad and was actually quite comfortable. "See," he said to Draco, "it's comfortable. You try it."
Harry got off the chair and walked over to Draco, who was still looking puzzled at this new piece of muggle furniture. "Why do you people make this kind of stuff?" He asked Harry as he was pushed from behind towards the chair.
"Because we like to be comfortable." Harry replied.
Draco was now sitting on the chair looking down at the knee pad. He bent his knees and put them in position. "I guess this is--"
Before he could finish, Harry had opened the front door and started pushing Draco out on to the front patio. Draco was screaming at Harry to stop, but Harry was laughing so hard that he didn't hear Draco's plea.
Harry ran down the driveway and down the street pushing Draco in his new chair. Draco was holding onto the bottom of the chair for dear life before he felt Harry's arms around his neck. Harry was no longer controlling the chair, but was rather riding on it as well.
Draco started to laugh as they came to the corner of the street. "Harry! You'd better control this thing! If my face gets messed up, I won't sleep with you for a week!" He yelled through his laugh.
Harry got off the back of the chair and slowed it down a bit. The corner came quickly and he jerked the chair around the corner and started running again.
Draco laughed and kept his feet above the ground. Harry jumped back on and they went cruising down the street on the chair.
After they made it back to their house, Draco got off the chair and said, "I guess we can keep this muggle contraption. It was pretty fun. Let's just not do that again. People might think we're a little weird. And I really don't want Father to hear about this."
Harry laughed and kissed Draco's cheek. "Dear, we're two wizards who live in a muggle town. Not to mention we're lovers. I don't think it gets any weirder than that."