michygeary
in
hp100
The Games We Play
Title: The Games We Play
Challenge: Pillow Talk
House: Gryffindor
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Uh... duh =D
A/N: Apologies for the horrible title. This story was begging to be written. I only hope I wrote it as brilliantly as it deserves *rolls eyes*
"Our first date."
"Hunger."
"Hunger? Is that the best you've got?"
"What? It's legitimate!"
"You're terrible at this game. Fine. Stomachache."
"Ouch, that's cold! Rumble."
"Thunder."
"Lightning."
Hermione giggled and traced the scar on his forehead with her fingertip. "Sexy."
"You."
"Oh, that's corny!"
"But it's truuue," he sang, making a motion to kiss her. She rolled her eyes at his pathetic efforts, but she obliged him just the same. She bit her lip as he made his way down her neck.
"You're not being fair!" she cried.
"Are you complaining?"
"Nope!"
Harry grinned. "I'm rather good at this game."
~*Michy*~
Challenge: Pillow Talk
House: Gryffindor
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Uh... duh =D
A/N: Apologies for the horrible title. This story was begging to be written. I only hope I wrote it as brilliantly as it deserves *rolls eyes*
"Our first date."
"Hunger."
"Hunger? Is that the best you've got?"
"What? It's legitimate!"
"You're terrible at this game. Fine. Stomachache."
"Ouch, that's cold! Rumble."
"Thunder."
"Lightning."
Hermione giggled and traced the scar on his forehead with her fingertip. "Sexy."
"You."
"Oh, that's corny!"
"But it's truuue," he sang, making a motion to kiss her. She rolled her eyes at his pathetic efforts, but she obliged him just the same. She bit her lip as he made his way down her neck.
"You're not being fair!" she cried.
"Are you complaining?"
"Nope!"
Harry grinned. "I'm rather good at this game."
~*Michy*~