Jae's Monthly Drabble Challenge #25
It's the first weekend in March already, meaning it's time for a new Monthly Drabble Challenge. The prompt for this month is feeling and/or getting lucky Combine with other community prompts if you wish.
Please post your entry in your own journal, or a community of your choice, and leave me a link in comments below. Longer fics and artwork are certainly welcome. You have until Sunday, March 16, at 11:00pm CST to submit an entry. At that time, I'll post links to the responses and draw a name from among those participating to receive a drabble from me. Below is my own entry:
Title: Vegas Lucky
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 235
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: My entry to March's Monthly Drabble Challenge, with the prompt of feeling and/or getting lucky
Summary: Draco isn't fond of Las Vegas.
Draco stood a pace behind Harry and scowled at the back of his boyfriend's head, wishing he hadn't been told to leave his wand in their room. This debacle of a holiday had been all Harry's idea; Draco had had no wish to visit Las Vegas, but Harry had thought it was a brilliant idea.
Draco had been unimpressed. The city was too bright, too extravagantly flashy and too rife with Muggles to suit him. Harry, however, was loving it. He was currently playing roulette and losing a lot of quid from what Draco could tell. More vexing was the fact that he was currently ignoring his long-suffering boyfriend, and Draco was not happy. He tapped his neglectful lover on the shoulder and said, "Harry, let's go. You promised me a nice dinner."
Harry glanced back. "In a few minutes, sweetie," he replied, reaching for his dwindling stack of chips. "I'm feeling lucky now."
Draco gritted his teeth and leaned forward to hiss in Harry's ear, "Yeah? Well, if you want to get lucky later tonight, I suggest you stop ignoring me and take me to dinner." He spun on his heel and stalked away, not bothering to look back.
Harry quickly gathered his remaining chips and called out, "Draco, wait! I'm coming." As he hurried after his irate boyfriend, he added under his breath, "I hope..."
Please post your entry in your own journal, or a community of your choice, and leave me a link in comments below. Longer fics and artwork are certainly welcome. You have until Sunday, March 16, at 11:00pm CST to submit an entry. At that time, I'll post links to the responses and draw a name from among those participating to receive a drabble from me. Below is my own entry:
Title: Vegas Lucky
Pairing: H/D
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 235
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: My entry to March's Monthly Drabble Challenge, with the prompt of feeling and/or getting lucky
Summary: Draco isn't fond of Las Vegas.
Draco stood a pace behind Harry and scowled at the back of his boyfriend's head, wishing he hadn't been told to leave his wand in their room. This debacle of a holiday had been all Harry's idea; Draco had had no wish to visit Las Vegas, but Harry had thought it was a brilliant idea.
Draco had been unimpressed. The city was too bright, too extravagantly flashy and too rife with Muggles to suit him. Harry, however, was loving it. He was currently playing roulette and losing a lot of quid from what Draco could tell. More vexing was the fact that he was currently ignoring his long-suffering boyfriend, and Draco was not happy. He tapped his neglectful lover on the shoulder and said, "Harry, let's go. You promised me a nice dinner."
Harry glanced back. "In a few minutes, sweetie," he replied, reaching for his dwindling stack of chips. "I'm feeling lucky now."
Draco gritted his teeth and leaned forward to hiss in Harry's ear, "Yeah? Well, if you want to get lucky later tonight, I suggest you stop ignoring me and take me to dinner." He spun on his heel and stalked away, not bothering to look back.
Harry quickly gathered his remaining chips and called out, "Draco, wait! I'm coming." As he hurried after his irate boyfriend, he added under his breath, "I hope..."