Fic: Don't Touch My Hair
Title: Don't Touch My Hair
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: H/D
Words: 266
Warnings: Slash, fluff, crack
Summary: A kiss and showing off can lead to murder.
Beta: None.
A/N: This was written for two challenges. The first is AWDT in which the prompt was "Can we go now?" The second is HDWC, hump_day101, in which the prompts were fluff and "You'll pay for that!" Two birds with one stone, baby!
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Draco stood in the wet grass, a stern expression on his face. He and Harry had been enjoying a lovely walk when it suddenly a light drizzle fell from the sky. Draco was anxious to get back inside, but Harry held back.
As the rain began to fall harder, his clothes steadily soaking through, and his fringe matted to his face, Harry pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was rough and desperate, full of need. An almost feral need to own Draco's body as the sky poured down its tears around them.
Breaking apart for air, Draco panted harshly and stared at Harry in shock. There was something about the way Harry kissed him, something new and exciting, something that he wanted to explore more. Trying to hide his hide his desires, Draco adorned his trademark snarky expression.
"Great, can we go now? My hair I ruined," he said with the tone of a petulant child as he pulled at his damp, golden locks.
"Oh, shush," Harry laughed. "It is not that bad. Your hair could look worse."
Draco furrowed his brow in confusion. "How could my hair ever look worse than this?" he said, pulling at his tresses again.
Harry reached a hand up quickly, tangling his fingers in Draco's hair and shaking the locks until the hair was thoroughly disheveled. "Like that," Harry said with a laugh as he took off in a mad dash for safety.
Draco stomped his foot hard against the ground before screaming and chasing after his lover, the soon to be boy-who-did-not-live.
"You'll pay for that, Potter!"
***
Ok, I had a reason for the fluff this time. It was fluff week for HDWC. But again with the shortness. At least this one was cracktified!
-Elle
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: H/D
Words: 266
Warnings: Slash, fluff, crack
Summary: A kiss and showing off can lead to murder.
Beta: None.
A/N: This was written for two challenges. The first is AWDT in which the prompt was "Can we go now?" The second is HDWC, hump_day101, in which the prompts were fluff and "You'll pay for that!" Two birds with one stone, baby!
***
Draco stood in the wet grass, a stern expression on his face. He and Harry had been enjoying a lovely walk when it suddenly a light drizzle fell from the sky. Draco was anxious to get back inside, but Harry held back.
As the rain began to fall harder, his clothes steadily soaking through, and his fringe matted to his face, Harry pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was rough and desperate, full of need. An almost feral need to own Draco's body as the sky poured down its tears around them.
Breaking apart for air, Draco panted harshly and stared at Harry in shock. There was something about the way Harry kissed him, something new and exciting, something that he wanted to explore more. Trying to hide his hide his desires, Draco adorned his trademark snarky expression.
"Great, can we go now? My hair I ruined," he said with the tone of a petulant child as he pulled at his damp, golden locks.
"Oh, shush," Harry laughed. "It is not that bad. Your hair could look worse."
Draco furrowed his brow in confusion. "How could my hair ever look worse than this?" he said, pulling at his tresses again.
Harry reached a hand up quickly, tangling his fingers in Draco's hair and shaking the locks until the hair was thoroughly disheveled. "Like that," Harry said with a laugh as he took off in a mad dash for safety.
Draco stomped his foot hard against the ground before screaming and chasing after his lover, the soon to be boy-who-did-not-live.
"You'll pay for that, Potter!"
***
Ok, I had a reason for the fluff this time. It was fluff week for HDWC. But again with the shortness. At least this one was cracktified!
-Elle