Fic: Keeper, Harry/Draco, NC17
Fic! It's not perfect, but it's finished. Eek.
Title: Keeper
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Word count: 6,000 or so.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: AU. Non-magical boarding school, lots of fighting and football and mud and scabby knees. And rum and dope and smoking behind the bike sheds and sex in the showers.
Notes: Written for the serpentinelion fantasy fest. Prompt from marksykins: 40. Ah, okay, fine. I'll take the shameful Alternate Reality route. I want...er, non-magical boarding school fic. I don't care if they're rugby rivals or whatever, just give me the messy British school system complete with messy British boy slashy love. Keep their personalities recognizable is all I ask. Rating doesn't matter to me!
Thank yous to wildestranger for reading this through and, madly, to Robin for answering the odd insane footbally question. Don't worry, I didn't let him read it or anything. Yes, the cut, it is fake.
( 'Get you later,' Malfoy said ominously, throwing his head back so his white blond hair swirled across and fell into his eyes. )
Edited to whinge:
1. WHERE THE FECK IS THE BLOKE WHO'S SUPPOSED TO BE FIXING THE TV?
2. If it's so warm outside, why is it so effing frozen in my flat?
3. I added to my userinfo yesterday, and now it's too long. Should I cut all the crap out of it? Hmm...
Title: Keeper
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Word count: 6,000 or so.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: AU. Non-magical boarding school, lots of fighting and football and mud and scabby knees. And rum and dope and smoking behind the bike sheds and sex in the showers.
Notes: Written for the serpentinelion fantasy fest. Prompt from marksykins: 40. Ah, okay, fine. I'll take the shameful Alternate Reality route. I want...er, non-magical boarding school fic. I don't care if they're rugby rivals or whatever, just give me the messy British school system complete with messy British boy slashy love. Keep their personalities recognizable is all I ask. Rating doesn't matter to me!
Thank yous to wildestranger for reading this through and, madly, to Robin for answering the odd insane footbally question. Don't worry, I didn't let him read it or anything. Yes, the cut, it is fake.
( 'Get you later,' Malfoy said ominously, throwing his head back so his white blond hair swirled across and fell into his eyes. )
Edited to whinge:
1. WHERE THE FECK IS THE BLOKE WHO'S SUPPOSED TO BE FIXING THE TV?
2. If it's so warm outside, why is it so effing frozen in my flat?
3. I added to my userinfo yesterday, and now it's too long. Should I cut all the crap out of it? Hmm...