AWDT; Birthday!gift
Title: Show me your moves
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione; Draco, Blaise, Pansy (H/D)
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Language and suggestion
Word count: 515
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for the current awdt prompt of "Another one bites the dust." Dedicated to ccmom as a birthday gift.
Summary: Harry and Draco solve their boredom with one another.
Harry got bored easily these days. Having survived a war would to that to a person. He had turned to the Muggle club scene to get his thrills. Unfortunately, however, Harry had already pulled virtually all the decent blokes who frequented his favorite club. Even when Ron and Hermione accompanied him, he still couldn't help but feel restless and unfulfilled. He needed something or someone new to focus on, which is when the Slytherins arrived on the scene.
Draco was bored. Being young, wealthy and bloody gorgeous would do that to a person. He'd been clubbing with Pansy and Blaise for entertainment, but even that got old quickly. It was Pansy's idea to try a Muggle club. The suggestion was titillating enough to pique Draco's jaded interest.
"I don't believe it," Hermione shouted over the din of music. "Look at what the kneazle just dragged in."
Harry and Ron turned to see what had caught her eye.
"Well, if it isn't the ferret and his lackeys," scowled Ron.
"I'm going to pull Malfoy," Harry announced, turning away to stride purposefully in that direction.
"Harry, wait!" Ron tried to protest.
Hermione grabbed his arm. "Forget about him and dance with me," she insisted, dragging her boyfriend on to the dance floor.
Draco was surprised to hear a voice from behind him say, "Dance with me, Malfoy." He turned to see who was addressing him by name and was even more surprised to see Potter.
"Dance? With you?" he scoffed. The verbal response was automatic and ingrained. Draco's body, however, was already leaning closer to Potter.
"You can dance, can't you?" Harry all but jeered at him.
Draco flicked his hair back in an arrogant gesture. "Come along then, Potter. Show me your moves."
They took it to the dance floor where they began dancing without actually touching. The longer they danced, the closer they got until their bodies were pressed together from shoulders to hips.
"Not bad, Potter," sneered Draco. "Your dancing has improved, and it makes me wonder how well you move in bed."
"Are you willing to spread your legs to find out?" challenged Harry.
Draco knew he shouldn't take Potter up on that offer, but his body was demanding he say yes. After thinking it over for all of ten seconds, Draco allowed his cock to do the talking. Trying to gain at least some control over the situation, he capitulated with a growl. "My place, Potter. Now."
Four pairs of eyes watched from opposite sides of the club as Harry and Draco made their way quickly toward the exit. Given the intensity of their dancing, it was obvious they were leaving to engage in a different sort of dancing.
Blaise shook his head and smirked down at Pansy. "It looks as though Draco will be adding another notch to his broomstick tonight."
Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned to Ron and sighed, "Harry's made a conquest again. Another one bites the dust."
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione; Draco, Blaise, Pansy (H/D)
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Language and suggestion
Word count: 515
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for the current awdt prompt of "Another one bites the dust." Dedicated to ccmom as a birthday gift.
Summary: Harry and Draco solve their boredom with one another.
Harry got bored easily these days. Having survived a war would to that to a person. He had turned to the Muggle club scene to get his thrills. Unfortunately, however, Harry had already pulled virtually all the decent blokes who frequented his favorite club. Even when Ron and Hermione accompanied him, he still couldn't help but feel restless and unfulfilled. He needed something or someone new to focus on, which is when the Slytherins arrived on the scene.
Draco was bored. Being young, wealthy and bloody gorgeous would do that to a person. He'd been clubbing with Pansy and Blaise for entertainment, but even that got old quickly. It was Pansy's idea to try a Muggle club. The suggestion was titillating enough to pique Draco's jaded interest.
"I don't believe it," Hermione shouted over the din of music. "Look at what the kneazle just dragged in."
Harry and Ron turned to see what had caught her eye.
"Well, if it isn't the ferret and his lackeys," scowled Ron.
"I'm going to pull Malfoy," Harry announced, turning away to stride purposefully in that direction.
"Harry, wait!" Ron tried to protest.
Hermione grabbed his arm. "Forget about him and dance with me," she insisted, dragging her boyfriend on to the dance floor.
Draco was surprised to hear a voice from behind him say, "Dance with me, Malfoy." He turned to see who was addressing him by name and was even more surprised to see Potter.
"Dance? With you?" he scoffed. The verbal response was automatic and ingrained. Draco's body, however, was already leaning closer to Potter.
"You can dance, can't you?" Harry all but jeered at him.
Draco flicked his hair back in an arrogant gesture. "Come along then, Potter. Show me your moves."
They took it to the dance floor where they began dancing without actually touching. The longer they danced, the closer they got until their bodies were pressed together from shoulders to hips.
"Not bad, Potter," sneered Draco. "Your dancing has improved, and it makes me wonder how well you move in bed."
"Are you willing to spread your legs to find out?" challenged Harry.
Draco knew he shouldn't take Potter up on that offer, but his body was demanding he say yes. After thinking it over for all of ten seconds, Draco allowed his cock to do the talking. Trying to gain at least some control over the situation, he capitulated with a growl. "My place, Potter. Now."
Four pairs of eyes watched from opposite sides of the club as Harry and Draco made their way quickly toward the exit. Given the intensity of their dancing, it was obvious they were leaving to engage in a different sort of dancing.
Blaise shook his head and smirked down at Pansy. "It looks as though Draco will be adding another notch to his broomstick tonight."
Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned to Ron and sighed, "Harry's made a conquest again. Another one bites the dust."