Response Drabble...
Hokay, so,
enchanted_jae wrote a drabble in December called "Rumor has it..." (link below). And for some reason, my Moo-se immediately thought up a response (only I've been too chicken to post it). Finally, after much hemming & hawing on my part and a pep talk from
dysonrules , my beta & personal cheerleader, I've decided to throw myself on the mercy of the readers and put this out there.
Jae's hysterical drabble: Rumor has it...
By's response drabble:
Title: Faking it
Author:
byaghro
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 193
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written in response to
enchanted_jae 's drabble Rumor has it
Beta: The beautiful, fabulous, wonderful, amazing
dysonrules
Summary: What happened next...
There was a full minute of silence before the entire room seemed to erupt in simultaneous laughter. Harry felt himself blush down to his toes as people began slapping him on the back and making several, not so subtle, comments. He glanced over at Draco who was looking more petulant by the minute. Deciding to kill two birds with one stone, namely his escape and Draco's safe passage home, he grabbed the blond and Disapparated them to his flat.
Draco, apparently pleased to be alone with his quarry, plastered himself to Harry's side and leaned in uncomfortably close. "So, are you going to show me your stocking now, Potter?" He cast his glance significantly downward for a moment before meeting Harry's gaze.
Harry snorted and rolled his eyes. "I might consider it if you weren't so drunk. As it is however..." He trailed off as Draco's eyes instantly cleared and a genuine leer appeared on his face.
"I'm not so drunk now, Harry," he said, his voice dropping several octaves.
The brunet could do nothing more than gape. "You… you were playing 'possum."
"Technically, I was playing Slytherin," Draco replied with a smirk.
enchanted_jae wrote a drabble in December called "Rumor has it..." (link below). And for some reason, my Moo-se immediately thought up a response (only I've been too chicken to post it). Finally, after much hemming & hawing on my part and a pep talk from
dysonrules , my beta & personal cheerleader, I've decided to throw myself on the mercy of the readers and put this out there.
Jae's hysterical drabble: Rumor has it...
By's response drabble:
Title: Faking it
Author:
byaghro
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 193
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written in response to
enchanted_jae 's drabble Rumor has it
Beta: The beautiful, fabulous, wonderful, amazing
dysonrules
Summary: What happened next...
There was a full minute of silence before the entire room seemed to erupt in simultaneous laughter. Harry felt himself blush down to his toes as people began slapping him on the back and making several, not so subtle, comments. He glanced over at Draco who was looking more petulant by the minute. Deciding to kill two birds with one stone, namely his escape and Draco's safe passage home, he grabbed the blond and Disapparated them to his flat.
Draco, apparently pleased to be alone with his quarry, plastered himself to Harry's side and leaned in uncomfortably close. "So, are you going to show me your stocking now, Potter?" He cast his glance significantly downward for a moment before meeting Harry's gaze.
Harry snorted and rolled his eyes. "I might consider it if you weren't so drunk. As it is however..." He trailed off as Draco's eyes instantly cleared and a genuine leer appeared on his face.
"I'm not so drunk now, Harry," he said, his voice dropping several octaves.
The brunet could do nothing more than gape. "You… you were playing 'possum."
"Technically, I was playing Slytherin," Draco replied with a smirk.