harry potter uncanon drabble-a-thon v.2
harry potter uncanon drabble-a-thon v.2
RULES:
1. All characters must be at least of consensual age (sixteen!) in order to be written sexually.
2. All genres are welcome! Slash, Het, Femmeslash, Angst, Romance, Humor, ANYTHING. Just make sure it fits the prompt! :)
3. No "seconding" prompts! It doesn't help get anything written, so just write it ( Read more... )
RULES:
1. All characters must be at least of consensual age (sixteen!) in order to be written sexually.
2. All genres are welcome! Slash, Het, Femmeslash, Angst, Romance, Humor, ANYTHING. Just make sure it fits the prompt! :)
3. No "seconding" prompts! It doesn't help get anything written, so just write it ( Read more... )
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“Insufferable?”
“Yes. Insufferable.”
“Do you even know what that word means, Ron?”
“There you go again, insulting my intelligence! That is why you are insufferable!”
Ron storms off around the corner of the bedroom, moving to the kitchen to finish making his meal. Draco follows a few paces behind, gawking at his husband’s receding back.
“Seriously?”
“Yes. That’s it. I’m done.”
“Done?”
Draco’s sharp intake of breath is followed by the slow quiver of his bottom lip. He steps back and presses himself to the kitchen wall, a million thoughts in head. His heart felt torn in two - his skin prickled unpleasantly, as though a thousand tiny pinpricks were wrapping him up, suffocating him -
Ron turns around, plate in hand.
“Yes. Done making dinner. Now sit down, Insufferable, and eat.”
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I was getting a little worried, and I was thinking, "SURELY THIS CRAZY BOY HASN'T FORGOTTEN WHAT I LIKE," but then you went and made it adorable. :D
Thank you! ♥
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You're welcome, love! ♥
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Thank you so much! <3
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"Really, Weasley. You're insufferable."
"Oh?"
"Yes. You never groom yourself, your robes are dreadfully patchy, and your manners, of course, are unspeakable. Merely being around you is cause for - "
"I suppose, then, Malfoy, that you've acquired a sudden desire for celibacy."
"I - That's not what I meant."
"Really? Sounds to me like you'd like to have a nice, cold bed for a while. You know, all made up and perfectly neat, no messy red-heads snoring in your ear or messing up the covers or any of that stuff."
"Now, Weasley, I -"
"Yeah, now that I think about it, you don't have to be celibate. I think Goyle was eyeing your arse the other day..."
"Weasley, for God's sake!"
"And maybe Crabbe can join in, I know you've thought about threesomes, you might like it..."
"Weasley, are you trying to render me impotent"Well, might make things more bearable for you for a bit... Have a nice month, Malfoy! I'll wave to you from the Gryffindor table, maybe even send postcards... Give you a break from this ( ... )
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