FIC: "Holidays with Haggers" Gilderoy Lockhart/Rubeus Hagrid
Title: Holidays with Haggers
Author: lily_pearl
Pairing/Characters: Gilderoy Lockhart/Rubeus Hagrid
Rating: G
Warnings: Unusual pairing ;) (but you already knew that)
Summary: Sometimes one has to compromise.
Author's Notes: Mod's Choice for week 39 @ sortinghatdrabs
Gilderoy Lockhart looked on in despair at his companion's outlandish behaviour. He had spent countless hours painstakingly learning the charms necessary to look one's best in such dreadful weather (and a good while applying them all that morning). He had charmed all his clothes to remain crease free and dry and his hair to stay in place no matter how blustery it became outside. He had also charmed his new boots so that he could walk on the snow rather than trudging through it. He couldn't for the life of him work out why Rubeus wanted to lie on his back in a snowdrift and flap his arms about.
"Stop bein' such a stick in the mud, Gild'roy!" Hagrid called cheerfully.
Gilderoy winced internally at the mangling of his name and let out a long-suffering sigh.
"Jus' get down here an' make a snow angel, will yeh? We'll have a nice hot bath and some cocoa after," Hagrid cajoled him.
Gilderoy looked at him dubiously.
"Yeh can charm yer clothes nice better'n anyone," Hagrid added.
Unable to resist the blatant flattery, Gilderoy gingerly lay down in the snow and flapped his arms half-heartedly. Anything to keep Rubeus happy.
Author: lily_pearl
Pairing/Characters: Gilderoy Lockhart/Rubeus Hagrid
Rating: G
Warnings: Unusual pairing ;) (but you already knew that)
Summary: Sometimes one has to compromise.
Author's Notes: Mod's Choice for week 39 @ sortinghatdrabs
Gilderoy Lockhart looked on in despair at his companion's outlandish behaviour. He had spent countless hours painstakingly learning the charms necessary to look one's best in such dreadful weather (and a good while applying them all that morning). He had charmed all his clothes to remain crease free and dry and his hair to stay in place no matter how blustery it became outside. He had also charmed his new boots so that he could walk on the snow rather than trudging through it. He couldn't for the life of him work out why Rubeus wanted to lie on his back in a snowdrift and flap his arms about.
"Stop bein' such a stick in the mud, Gild'roy!" Hagrid called cheerfully.
Gilderoy winced internally at the mangling of his name and let out a long-suffering sigh.
"Jus' get down here an' make a snow angel, will yeh? We'll have a nice hot bath and some cocoa after," Hagrid cajoled him.
Gilderoy looked at him dubiously.
"Yeh can charm yer clothes nice better'n anyone," Hagrid added.
Unable to resist the blatant flattery, Gilderoy gingerly lay down in the snow and flapped his arms half-heartedly. Anything to keep Rubeus happy.