After
discussing drabbles with
angiepen, I got the yen to revisit some of my old HP drabbles from
hp100, so I spent twenty minutes or so happily re-reading (and in some cases, cringing); then I looked at my flist, and no doubt by utter coincidence at the very top was a post by
bethbethbeth pointing to the (Harry Potter)
Final Word Drabble Challenge, in which the final word of each drabble must be "cock." How could I resist?
Gabrielle could sense the disapproving eyes on her as she walked to the water's edge. She'd heard them talking in Hogsmeade: what a pity it was, such a lovely young girl. The whispered speculation that her mind had been warped by being used as the object of her sister's Triwizard test. What a load of merde, thought Gabrielle, as she stripped and dove in.
She liked to swim. Gillyweed was plentiful. And really, once a girl had experienced the joy that ten giant tentacles could bring, how could anybody expect her to be satisfied by a single, small, human cock?