This month's
dmhgchallenge prompt was a strange one, so I cheated a bit, and I think I may have got the sympathy vote from people who found it as frustrating as I did (though I could really have done with 50 or so more words -- or maybe with not being on holiday -- to have made this one into a properly-formed story).
Title: Magic of a different sort
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Prompt: Celtic Magick
“Okay,” said Draco, sitting down beside Hermione, “what’s the prompt?”
“Celtic Magick.”
Draco shrugged. “What’s special about Celtic magic?”
“It’s mag-ick, Draco, with a ‘k’. And I don’t know what’s special about it. That’s why I’m in the Library.”
“Fancy a snog?”
“What?”
“They love watching us, Granger.”
“How many times do I have to tell you, Draco, that just because they think I like you, it doesn’t mean I do?”
“You fancy me like mad, Granger. Besides... You want them to vote for us, don’t you?”
Hermione eyed him, thoughtfully. “Alright,” she decided, at last, “but absolutely no tongues.”