Too Cute (H/D, PG-13)
Title: Too Cute
Author: sesheta_66
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 365
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, Blaise
Challenge: For dracoluvah's birthday prompt of "I like them witty, charming, where a knowing look from one to another can convey their feelings that sometimes words can't. Fluffy endings." It also fits my GJ 100_prompts table #051 - "Thunder"
Summary: Blaise has had all that he can take.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Blaise had been watching the two figures across the room. He wasn't the only one. He noticed witches swooning at the sight, and wizards looking a little disgruntled as their dates pointed out the couple that seemed to communicate without even saying a word. Well, he was not going to stand by and do nothing.
"You two need to stop right now," Blaise announced as he approached Harry and Draco. The couple exchanged confused looks.
"What should we stop, Blaise?" Draco asked. "Being charming?"
"Overshadowing you as the life of the party?" Harry volunteered.
"Or just looking so unbelievably stunning together?"
Draco somehow kept a straight face when saying that one. Then again, Blaise pondered, he probably believes it.
"You know, Draco, everyone does say we look good together," Harry reasoned. "Something about fair and dark offsetting each other, I'm sure." He grinned conspiratorially at his boyfriend.
"That and we're the best looking wizards in Britain, of course."
"But of course," Harry agreed with a bow. "And don't forget witty. Oh, and humble."
"That!" Blaise interrupted their banter. "Stop ... just stop ... that," he said in an exasperated tone that made him sound like he had just run a marathon.
They both sniggered, then Harry offered, "Well, Blaise, if you could be a little more descriptive than 'that', we might see what we could do."
"A brilliant idea, Harry. Simply brilliant!" Draco flashed Harry a smile, winked at him, then turned back to Blaise. "Well?"
"You're too ... too ... cute! Stop being cute. What ever happened to the two of you fighting all the time, getting the better of each other, pissing each other off? I miss that."
"Blaise, dear," Draco placated his friend, "I assure you we are getting the better of each other." Harry snorted at that remark, while Blaise rolled his eyes. "We've just found a much better way to channel all that pent-up energy." He winked at his irritated friend, then leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I highly recommend it."
"Argh!" Blaise roared and thundered out of the room.
"What's eating him?"
"Ah, I'm afraid that's the problem, Harry. Nothing ... or should I say no one is."
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Author: sesheta_66
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 365
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, Blaise
Challenge: For dracoluvah's birthday prompt of "I like them witty, charming, where a knowing look from one to another can convey their feelings that sometimes words can't. Fluffy endings." It also fits my GJ 100_prompts table #051 - "Thunder"
Summary: Blaise has had all that he can take.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Blaise had been watching the two figures across the room. He wasn't the only one. He noticed witches swooning at the sight, and wizards looking a little disgruntled as their dates pointed out the couple that seemed to communicate without even saying a word. Well, he was not going to stand by and do nothing.
"You two need to stop right now," Blaise announced as he approached Harry and Draco. The couple exchanged confused looks.
"What should we stop, Blaise?" Draco asked. "Being charming?"
"Overshadowing you as the life of the party?" Harry volunteered.
"Or just looking so unbelievably stunning together?"
Draco somehow kept a straight face when saying that one. Then again, Blaise pondered, he probably believes it.
"You know, Draco, everyone does say we look good together," Harry reasoned. "Something about fair and dark offsetting each other, I'm sure." He grinned conspiratorially at his boyfriend.
"That and we're the best looking wizards in Britain, of course."
"But of course," Harry agreed with a bow. "And don't forget witty. Oh, and humble."
"That!" Blaise interrupted their banter. "Stop ... just stop ... that," he said in an exasperated tone that made him sound like he had just run a marathon.
They both sniggered, then Harry offered, "Well, Blaise, if you could be a little more descriptive than 'that', we might see what we could do."
"A brilliant idea, Harry. Simply brilliant!" Draco flashed Harry a smile, winked at him, then turned back to Blaise. "Well?"
"You're too ... too ... cute! Stop being cute. What ever happened to the two of you fighting all the time, getting the better of each other, pissing each other off? I miss that."
"Blaise, dear," Draco placated his friend, "I assure you we are getting the better of each other." Harry snorted at that remark, while Blaise rolled his eyes. "We've just found a much better way to channel all that pent-up energy." He winked at his irritated friend, then leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I highly recommend it."
"Argh!" Blaise roared and thundered out of the room.
"What's eating him?"
"Ah, I'm afraid that's the problem, Harry. Nothing ... or should I say no one is."
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