may madness part 4
Title: A Funny Thing Happened Between the Gryffindors and the Sytherins Part 4
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco,
Word Count: 482
Rating: R
Warnings: Unbeta'd, mentions of bj
Challenge:
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
Draco wedged himself into a chair next to Harry.
"What is really going on, Potter?"
"You see our two best friends there?" He pointed to Ron and Pansy. "We're celebrating their engagement. Does any of this sound familiar?"
"Potter, I know this. It still doesn't explain…you know." Draco rolled his eyes.
"That was Hermione's theory about us having unresolved sexual tension. Remember?"
"I'm not an idiot, Potter! I heard all of it. It just doesn't make any sense." Draco sighed.
"Malfoy, we've seen each other maybe ten times in the last six years and every single time there was a scene. I blame you and the alcohol and since I understand you're back from the continent after a six year hiatus. We need to do something about it."
"Hiatus!" Draco bellowed. "I'll have you know I achieved both my potions mastery and my arithmancy certification."
Harry grinned.
"I will be setting up my own potions business and overseeing my family's holdings. What exactly have you done?"
"Well, there was the time I saved your life. Oh and the time you saved mine, so I guess we're even. Then there was the time I saved the Wizarding world..."
"And the time you tried to kill me!" Draco interrupted.
"Yeah, but I probably saved the Muggles from Voldemort as well, so I'm still calling it even."
Draco shook his head.
"I've got a tiny shop on Diagon. I'm now Harry Potter the potter. "
"You know Potter, if I have to roll my eyes one more time this evening they are going to roll out of my head. I know you're a potter. My aunt uses your plates at tea every time I visit. She's quite fond of those pink ones with the gold trim." Draco shrugged. "Of course there's not accounting for taste."
"Is that all you've got, Malfoy? Still waiting for the blood to return to your brain?"
"Actually, I have some of your glass work. It's more my taste."
Harry's eyes widened in shock. "The glass blowing in newer." He mumbled. "I've never seen you in the shop."
"My first piece was a gift. The others Pansy bought after I described them."
Harry shook his head. "Slytherins. That explains why none of those pieces are in their flat."
"So how do you want to play this, Potter? You blow me every time we have to be seen in public together?"
"You wish! I'm kind of over the whole one off thing in the loo it's so 1999."
"So are you seeing anyone?" Draco asked.
"No." Harry answered warily. "Are you?"
"Not exactly." Draco's voice was wary as well. "You weren't too worried about it earlier."
"You were ogling me! Anyway, it was just a spur of the moment thing." Harry scowled. "And it did prove that you had unresolved sexual tension."
"Me! Me? " Draco shrieked.
Everyone at the table turned to stare and Harry bent double laughing.
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco,
Word Count: 482
Rating: R
Warnings: Unbeta'd, mentions of bj
Challenge:
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
Draco wedged himself into a chair next to Harry.
"What is really going on, Potter?"
"You see our two best friends there?" He pointed to Ron and Pansy. "We're celebrating their engagement. Does any of this sound familiar?"
"Potter, I know this. It still doesn't explain…you know." Draco rolled his eyes.
"That was Hermione's theory about us having unresolved sexual tension. Remember?"
"I'm not an idiot, Potter! I heard all of it. It just doesn't make any sense." Draco sighed.
"Malfoy, we've seen each other maybe ten times in the last six years and every single time there was a scene. I blame you and the alcohol and since I understand you're back from the continent after a six year hiatus. We need to do something about it."
"Hiatus!" Draco bellowed. "I'll have you know I achieved both my potions mastery and my arithmancy certification."
Harry grinned.
"I will be setting up my own potions business and overseeing my family's holdings. What exactly have you done?"
"Well, there was the time I saved your life. Oh and the time you saved mine, so I guess we're even. Then there was the time I saved the Wizarding world..."
"And the time you tried to kill me!" Draco interrupted.
"Yeah, but I probably saved the Muggles from Voldemort as well, so I'm still calling it even."
Draco shook his head.
"I've got a tiny shop on Diagon. I'm now Harry Potter the potter. "
"You know Potter, if I have to roll my eyes one more time this evening they are going to roll out of my head. I know you're a potter. My aunt uses your plates at tea every time I visit. She's quite fond of those pink ones with the gold trim." Draco shrugged. "Of course there's not accounting for taste."
"Is that all you've got, Malfoy? Still waiting for the blood to return to your brain?"
"Actually, I have some of your glass work. It's more my taste."
Harry's eyes widened in shock. "The glass blowing in newer." He mumbled. "I've never seen you in the shop."
"My first piece was a gift. The others Pansy bought after I described them."
Harry shook his head. "Slytherins. That explains why none of those pieces are in their flat."
"So how do you want to play this, Potter? You blow me every time we have to be seen in public together?"
"You wish! I'm kind of over the whole one off thing in the loo it's so 1999."
"So are you seeing anyone?" Draco asked.
"No." Harry answered warily. "Are you?"
"Not exactly." Draco's voice was wary as well. "You weren't too worried about it earlier."
"You were ogling me! Anyway, it was just a spur of the moment thing." Harry scowled. "And it did prove that you had unresolved sexual tension."
"Me! Me? " Draco shrieked.
Everyone at the table turned to stare and Harry bent double laughing.