The Cleaning of the Floo
Title: The Cleaning of the Floo
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry, Blaise
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Minor suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 358 - Zabini, zoo
Summary: Draco has one too many guests.
"It smells like a zoo in here. When was the last time you cleaned?"
Draco strove for patience. "I've been busy at the Ministry, Blaise. I have neither the time nor the energy to clean when I get home."
"Get a house-elf," said Blaise.
"I can clean my own flat," Draco insisted. To demonstrate, he drew his wand and flicked it about, Vanishing empty take-out cartons and tidying the lounge.
Blaise smirked at him. "There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"How long do you plan to stay?" Draco countered. He glanced at the clock on the wall and felt the first stirrings of anxiety.
"Trying to get rid of me so soon?" Blaise accused, dropping onto Draco's sofa.
"You came by unannounced," Draco reminded him. "If you want to catch up, send me an owl and we'll make arrangements."
"I have owled you, twice," said Blaise. "Pansy has, as well. You may be getting a Howler from her next."
Draco winced. Pansy's Howlers were legendary.
"She fears you're turning into a hermit," Blaise continued. "I told her I suspect you have a side piece."
"I wish my life was that exciting," Draco babbled. "Unfortunately, it's all work with barely any time to sleep."
Blaise quirked a brow. "Indeed?" he drawled.
"I should probably go to bed early," Draco said quickly.
Blaise merely quirked a brow and remained seated. Draco began to sweat.
"Erm, ahem, I really would like to go to bed soon, Blaise."
"I reckon you would, mate."
Draco's panic gave way to annoyance. "I am through asking you nicely. If you don't leave-"
Whoosh!
The Floo activated and another guest emerged from the green flames.
"Potter?!"
"Zabini?!"
Blaise turned accusing eyes on Draco. "This is your side piece?!"
Draco went for damage control. "Of course not," he lied. "Potter is here to...to clean my Floo."
"I just bet he cleans your Floo," Blaise snorted.
Draco opened his mouth.
"Shut your gob," growled Harry.
Draco closed his mouth, belatedly realizing Harry was addressing Blaise.
"Draco and I have been seeing one another for weeks, and I'm tired of keeping it quiet," said Harry. "Now, get out so I can see to Draco's Floo."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry, Blaise
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Minor suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 358 - Zabini, zoo
Summary: Draco has one too many guests.
"It smells like a zoo in here. When was the last time you cleaned?"
Draco strove for patience. "I've been busy at the Ministry, Blaise. I have neither the time nor the energy to clean when I get home."
"Get a house-elf," said Blaise.
"I can clean my own flat," Draco insisted. To demonstrate, he drew his wand and flicked it about, Vanishing empty take-out cartons and tidying the lounge.
Blaise smirked at him. "There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"How long do you plan to stay?" Draco countered. He glanced at the clock on the wall and felt the first stirrings of anxiety.
"Trying to get rid of me so soon?" Blaise accused, dropping onto Draco's sofa.
"You came by unannounced," Draco reminded him. "If you want to catch up, send me an owl and we'll make arrangements."
"I have owled you, twice," said Blaise. "Pansy has, as well. You may be getting a Howler from her next."
Draco winced. Pansy's Howlers were legendary.
"She fears you're turning into a hermit," Blaise continued. "I told her I suspect you have a side piece."
"I wish my life was that exciting," Draco babbled. "Unfortunately, it's all work with barely any time to sleep."
Blaise quirked a brow. "Indeed?" he drawled.
"I should probably go to bed early," Draco said quickly.
Blaise merely quirked a brow and remained seated. Draco began to sweat.
"Erm, ahem, I really would like to go to bed soon, Blaise."
"I reckon you would, mate."
Draco's panic gave way to annoyance. "I am through asking you nicely. If you don't leave-"
Whoosh!
The Floo activated and another guest emerged from the green flames.
"Potter?!"
"Zabini?!"
Blaise turned accusing eyes on Draco. "This is your side piece?!"
Draco went for damage control. "Of course not," he lied. "Potter is here to...to clean my Floo."
"I just bet he cleans your Floo," Blaise snorted.
Draco opened his mouth.
"Shut your gob," growled Harry.
Draco closed his mouth, belatedly realizing Harry was addressing Blaise.
"Draco and I have been seeing one another for weeks, and I'm tired of keeping it quiet," said Harry. "Now, get out so I can see to Draco's Floo."