Recipient: corvidae9 Prompt: GET IN MAH BELLEH. Crookshanks/Padfoot Word count: 221 or 233, depending on how you count smooshed words. ;) (and I can't believe I couldn't do it in 100! Like florahart, I'm a drabble purist. Please forgive me) Rating: PG, for personal cleansing. ~~~
"Sirius," Hermione called, "you can come out from behind there now."
The pathetic canine whining abruptly changed to a human "oof!" and assorted thunking, followed shortly by Sirius' appearance from behind the chair.
"Sorry about that," Sirius said sheepishly. "In the heat of the moment, I sometimes forget that I'm not actually a dog,"
"Why were you hiding?" Hermione asked.
"I wasn't hiding," Sirius denied, not meeting Hermione's gaze while dusting himself off. "Crookshanks chased me. Or, rather, he chased Padfoot."
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"You should have heard him! 'GET IN MAH BELLEH!' he growled! He was drooling! He licked his chops! And then he pounced!"
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Not buying it, are you?"
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Well. Um." Sirius looked around for inspiration before letting out a heavy sigh in defeat. "Iwastakingcareofsomepersonalcleansingandhestartledme."
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Fine. I was licking myself, and your cat came up and ... Well. I'd rather not talk about it." Sirius crossed his arms over his chest, trying to look Hermione in the eye without dying of embarrassment. He gave up almost immediately. "I've got to go wash my hands," he called as he fled the room.
I think the sorting cat has it in for me. Year before last, I got "Dumbledore's beard. Used, somehow, in a sexual situation." I've also been assigned Lucius/Dobby. I don't even want to talk about last year's prompt.
Prompt: GET IN MAH BELLEH. Crookshanks/Padfoot
Word count: 221 or 233, depending on how you count smooshed words. ;) (and I can't believe I couldn't do it in 100! Like florahart, I'm a drabble purist. Please forgive me)
Rating: PG, for personal cleansing.
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"Sirius," Hermione called, "you can come out from behind there now."
The pathetic canine whining abruptly changed to a human "oof!" and assorted thunking, followed shortly by Sirius' appearance from behind the chair.
"Sorry about that," Sirius said sheepishly. "In the heat of the moment, I sometimes forget that I'm not actually a dog,"
"Why were you hiding?" Hermione asked.
"I wasn't hiding," Sirius denied, not meeting Hermione's gaze while dusting himself off. "Crookshanks chased me. Or, rather, he chased Padfoot."
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"You should have heard him! 'GET IN MAH BELLEH!' he growled! He was drooling! He licked his chops! And then he pounced!"
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Not buying it, are you?"
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Well. Um." Sirius looked around for inspiration before letting out a heavy sigh in defeat. "Iwastakingcareofsomepersonalcleansingandhestartledme."
Hermione stood with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Fine. I was licking myself, and your cat came up and ... Well. I'd rather not talk about it." Sirius crossed his arms over his chest, trying to look Hermione in the eye without dying of embarrassment. He gave up almost immediately. "I've got to go wash my hands," he called as he fled the room.
Hermione shook her head. "Boys!"
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Also...LOL @ your icon :)
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Glad you enjoyed. :)
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I'm glad you enjoyed. Thank you for commenting!
:)
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You are awesome. I was cracktastic and sleepdeprived and just mean for that prompt and you kicked its ass. :D :D
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I tend to expect the worst going into these things... but I giggled when I got your prompt.
*buffs goldstar*
Thanks again... Glad you liked.
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