Drabble Posts: Five Drabbles for Amanda's Birthday
Edit: The Terry/Justin is also for fanfic100, for the prompt Triangle.
Hullo, these are all for sailorsimba on the occasion of her birthday last week. The greeting came on time, unfortunately the presents didn't. *snuggles and loves anyway*
And in no particular order:
Zacharias/Harry: Justin
It happened seventeen minutes after Harry caught the snitch, fifteen after he'd been carted off amid loud cheering, five after he ran into Zacharias in the showers.
Harry's back hit the shower tiles and they were cold compared to the warmth of Zacharias' body pressed against his, and perhaps he'd hit his head too hard because he kissed Zacharias back.
It happened seventeen minutes after Zacharias lost the match, two hours after he'd started speeding furiously around the pitch, three after he'd studiously avoided the Hufflepuffs, four and a half since Justin had tried to kiss him and he'd refused.
Terry/Justin: Michael
"Why is he always hanging around?" Justin whined, glaring at the boy that accompanied them.
Terry raised an eyebrow. "He's my friend."
"Well doesn't he have other friends too? He can hang around with them."
"I like him here."
"I don't."
"Stop pouting."
"No."
"Don't be childish."
"No."
"Michael stays."
"Whyyyyy?"
"Because I say so."
Justin pouted. "That's not very logical for a Ravenclaw."
"Uh, Terry? Maybe I can--"
"You're staying, Michael--"
"How am I supposed to ravish you with him around?"
"--Unless, of course, you really need to be elsewhere, in which case, off you go."
Blaise/Theodore: Draco
"Will you be quiet?" Draco growled.
"Sorry," Blaise called out, in a tone that clearly said he wasn't. "Silencio."
There was peace for a couple of hours but Draco had already heard enough to keep him from sleeping peacefully. He only hoped that if they were still at it they'd remember to renew the--
"Fuck, Theodore..."
"Oh, Blaise, I'm comi--"
"Goddamnit, SOME people are trying to sleep!" he snapped.
"Ie, not getting laid," Blaise stage-whispered. "Mmm, Theodore, do that again..."
Draco groaned, muffling the noises with a pillow to his head. And people wondered why he was always so cranky.
Pansy/Ginny: Hermione
She swore it was an honest mistake, and really, she was only trying to do her prefect duties properly, checking and double-checking classrooms and it had occurred to her to check the Room of Requirement, just in case, and then - hitched skirts white skin soft breaths tangled limbs half-closed eyes red hair Slytherin tie - she'd shut the door immediately, taking a moment to calm herself her breathing her heart oh dear she must pull herself together, before -
The door opened again and Pansy smirked up at her, lips still on Ginny's neck. "Care to join us, Granger?"
Draco/Blaise: Theodore
"Oh gods, Blaise--"
"Am I interrupting something?"
Draco glared from where he was bent over the desk, his trousers pooled around his ankles. "Obviously."
Theodore Nott shrugged from where he stood in the doorway, crossing his arms nonchalantly and looking at the two with a carefully neutral, if a bit disgruntled, look. "Well hurry up, Dolohov will want to look over your plans for the attack tomorrow." Without another word he'd gone.
"How rude," Draco pouted.
Blaise kissed the back of his neck.
"He wants you."
Blaise nibbled on his ears.
"Always has."
Blaise increased rhythm.
"Do you?"
Blaise came.
Hullo, these are all for sailorsimba on the occasion of her birthday last week. The greeting came on time, unfortunately the presents didn't. *snuggles and loves anyway*
And in no particular order:
Zacharias/Harry: Justin
It happened seventeen minutes after Harry caught the snitch, fifteen after he'd been carted off amid loud cheering, five after he ran into Zacharias in the showers.
Harry's back hit the shower tiles and they were cold compared to the warmth of Zacharias' body pressed against his, and perhaps he'd hit his head too hard because he kissed Zacharias back.
It happened seventeen minutes after Zacharias lost the match, two hours after he'd started speeding furiously around the pitch, three after he'd studiously avoided the Hufflepuffs, four and a half since Justin had tried to kiss him and he'd refused.
Terry/Justin: Michael
"Why is he always hanging around?" Justin whined, glaring at the boy that accompanied them.
Terry raised an eyebrow. "He's my friend."
"Well doesn't he have other friends too? He can hang around with them."
"I like him here."
"I don't."
"Stop pouting."
"No."
"Don't be childish."
"No."
"Michael stays."
"Whyyyyy?"
"Because I say so."
Justin pouted. "That's not very logical for a Ravenclaw."
"Uh, Terry? Maybe I can--"
"You're staying, Michael--"
"How am I supposed to ravish you with him around?"
"--Unless, of course, you really need to be elsewhere, in which case, off you go."
Blaise/Theodore: Draco
"Will you be quiet?" Draco growled.
"Sorry," Blaise called out, in a tone that clearly said he wasn't. "Silencio."
There was peace for a couple of hours but Draco had already heard enough to keep him from sleeping peacefully. He only hoped that if they were still at it they'd remember to renew the--
"Fuck, Theodore..."
"Oh, Blaise, I'm comi--"
"Goddamnit, SOME people are trying to sleep!" he snapped.
"Ie, not getting laid," Blaise stage-whispered. "Mmm, Theodore, do that again..."
Draco groaned, muffling the noises with a pillow to his head. And people wondered why he was always so cranky.
Pansy/Ginny: Hermione
She swore it was an honest mistake, and really, she was only trying to do her prefect duties properly, checking and double-checking classrooms and it had occurred to her to check the Room of Requirement, just in case, and then - hitched skirts white skin soft breaths tangled limbs half-closed eyes red hair Slytherin tie - she'd shut the door immediately, taking a moment to calm herself her breathing her heart oh dear she must pull herself together, before -
The door opened again and Pansy smirked up at her, lips still on Ginny's neck. "Care to join us, Granger?"
Draco/Blaise: Theodore
"Oh gods, Blaise--"
"Am I interrupting something?"
Draco glared from where he was bent over the desk, his trousers pooled around his ankles. "Obviously."
Theodore Nott shrugged from where he stood in the doorway, crossing his arms nonchalantly and looking at the two with a carefully neutral, if a bit disgruntled, look. "Well hurry up, Dolohov will want to look over your plans for the attack tomorrow." Without another word he'd gone.
"How rude," Draco pouted.
Blaise kissed the back of his neck.
"He wants you."
Blaise nibbled on his ears.
"Always has."
Blaise increased rhythm.
"Do you?"
Blaise came.