Holiday Affairs Chapt 2: Suspicious
Title:Holiday Affairs: Chapt. 2 Suspicious
Author: @hpfangirl71
Word Count:300
Rating:Still PG. We'll get to the naughty stuff.
Prompt:
Warning:None yet.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes:Sorry these have been so short. Trying not to overextend so maybe I'll finish this year.
[Click Here For More]Harry turned around to face the blonde prat. Malfoy's face was adorned with that signature smirk Harry remembered.
"Malfoy…of course, I should have known."
Malfoy's smirk reformed to a defensive scowl upon hearing Harry's words.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" He blurted out impulsively.
Harry felt a grin coming on. He'd forgotten just how easy it was to push Malfoy's buttons. He walked towards the nearby building and held the door aloft.
"Prats before gentlemen." He said in an overly cheerful manner. Malfoy disdainfully accepted the gesture. Harry followed him inside, taking in the sight of the man. Malfoy had many faults but his good looks weren't one of them. The man was beautiful! The platinum blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and alabaster skin were well brought together by a dove grey, cashmere peacoat. Harry had to give it to him, the man had impeccable taste & the looks to match.
"So Malfoy, what gives? Why are you here?" Harry demanded.
"If you really must know, I'm here on a holiday business trip."
"Oh really? And just what type of 'business' would the likes of you be doing at a muggle bed & breakfast?"
Malfoy pulled a few Christmas cookies out of a nearby tin before plopping himself down comfortably into an overstuffed chair.
"Well that's really none of your business now is it?" He replied.
Harry settled himself disappointedly onto a matching sofa and scowled at the incorrigible blonde.
"Now, now, Potter…don't look so glum! It's the Holidays!" Malfoy teased as he stuck a snowflake shaped cookie into his mouth.
"Mmmm…these are good! Here Potter, have a cookie!"
Harry took the gingerbread man from Malfoy's proffered fingers. Thinking to himself that he was definitely going to find out what shenanigans Malfoy was up to…after all, once a Deatheater….
Author: @hpfangirl71
Word Count:300
Rating:Still PG. We'll get to the naughty stuff.
Prompt:
Warning:None yet.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes:Sorry these have been so short. Trying not to overextend so maybe I'll finish this year.
[Click Here For More]Harry turned around to face the blonde prat. Malfoy's face was adorned with that signature smirk Harry remembered.
"Malfoy…of course, I should have known."
Malfoy's smirk reformed to a defensive scowl upon hearing Harry's words.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" He blurted out impulsively.
Harry felt a grin coming on. He'd forgotten just how easy it was to push Malfoy's buttons. He walked towards the nearby building and held the door aloft.
"Prats before gentlemen." He said in an overly cheerful manner. Malfoy disdainfully accepted the gesture. Harry followed him inside, taking in the sight of the man. Malfoy had many faults but his good looks weren't one of them. The man was beautiful! The platinum blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and alabaster skin were well brought together by a dove grey, cashmere peacoat. Harry had to give it to him, the man had impeccable taste & the looks to match.
"So Malfoy, what gives? Why are you here?" Harry demanded.
"If you really must know, I'm here on a holiday business trip."
"Oh really? And just what type of 'business' would the likes of you be doing at a muggle bed & breakfast?"
Malfoy pulled a few Christmas cookies out of a nearby tin before plopping himself down comfortably into an overstuffed chair.
"Well that's really none of your business now is it?" He replied.
Harry settled himself disappointedly onto a matching sofa and scowled at the incorrigible blonde.
"Now, now, Potter…don't look so glum! It's the Holidays!" Malfoy teased as he stuck a snowflake shaped cookie into his mouth.
"Mmmm…these are good! Here Potter, have a cookie!"
Harry took the gingerbread man from Malfoy's proffered fingers. Thinking to himself that he was definitely going to find out what shenanigans Malfoy was up to…after all, once a Deatheater….