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This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. ~Douglas Adams

Aug 24, 2006 15:01

Date: August 24, 2000
Time: Afternoon
Location: Hogsmeade
Characters Involved: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy...and OPEN. Yeah, that's right...they've left the house. *shock and gasp*
Rating: Playing it safe with PG-13

( I seldom end up where I wanted to go, but almost always end up where I need to be. ~Douglas Adams )

character: katie bell, status: complete, character: harry potter, location: hogsmeade, character: draco malfoy

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suicide_blonde_ August 24 2006, 23:15:11 UTC

Draco was well aware of the fact that Harry wasn't happy about being out of the house. Which Draco found ridiculous because the man had been well on his way to getting better a week ago. And now, because of Granger and her antics, he was just as lost as he'd been when this whole thing between them had started and Draco was trying to be considerate. He really was. But annoyance was seeping through just the slightest bit ( ... )

broken_harry August 24 2006, 23:59:02 UTC

"You're a prat..." Harry glanced down at his stomach, not that he could tell much about it from underneath the t-shirt and loose flannel he wore over that. "...And I'm not thick around the middle ( ... )

lioninthegarden August 25 2006, 05:59:31 UTC

Katie had gone to the school to make sure that the pitch had all the proper equipment in proper working order. She had to make a note to replace the snitch. She had headed to Hogsmeade, intent on stopping at Honeydukes before returning to London ( ... )

suicide_blonde_ August 25 2006, 06:41:46 UTC

Draco read the flier over Harry's shoulder and winced to himself. The entire thing sounded so . . . common. A bunch of poor, ill-bred witches and wizards flouncing around doing the sorts of things that were below a Malfoy or anyone of any status, really. Draco had signed on for a Quidditch match but he definitely hadn't agreed to anything like this.

Carnival. Pitiful.

But . . . Draco's eyes caught on the word ball and he glanced over at Harry. Harry sounded less than thrilled at the prospect, but at the same time he couldn't dance. Hell, he wouldn't want to get dressed for one let alone show up. Draco could probably convince him to go, though. Maybe . . .

Stop that train of thought right there, Draco insisted, but it was too late ( ... )

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