Confessions
Title- What are you doing here?
or:
Title #2- What you don’t know that happens in Madam Puddifoot’s lou
Author- asorbic_acid
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Rating- PG 13?
Pairing- Terry Boot/Zacharias Smith
Author Note- I love random pairings.. and this was written for the drabble challenge “Confessions”
“I can’t believe you are here with her.” Terry said quietly as he ran his hands underneath the warm stream of water pouring out of a golden tap at Madam Puddifoot’s tea shoppe.
Zacharias Smith rolled his blue eyes before stating, “She’s just getting back at Theodore Nott for giving her the boot.”
The Ravenclaw looked up surprised, “Seriously?”
“Not a joke at all, I was surprised myself. And, why are you here with a bird?” It was this time for the Quidditch Chaser to lift his own brow in question.
“She looked really bent out of shape yesterday, I asked her if she wanted to spend the day in Hogsmead with me.” Terry straightened up and looked into the mirror, giving a sideways glance at Zach with his chocolate eyes, “I have a heart, unlike some that were in the D.A.”
“Whoa ho-ho! My dear man,” Smith clapped a hand upon his shoulder and laughed, “No heart? That wounds me, really deep down.” The blonde held onto the shoulder and laughed heartily.
“I realized today, sitting at that table, Zach, that you Hufflepuffs talk way too much.” Moving out of his reach, Terry grabbed a hand towel to dry his dark hands, his dred-locks moving against his cheek.
“Can’t help it. Instead of study groups, we have gossip hour. Instead of Quidditch practice, we have enunciation class.” He smirked and looked over at the Revenclaw through the mirror.
“Quidditch,” Terry paused for a moment before turning on his boot heel and looking the shorter teen in the eye, “I really hate it when people make Quidditch playing so easy.”
“Well,” it was now a staring contest between brown and blue, Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff, middleclass and wealthy, “I really don’t like people that make getting OWLs without studying look easy.”
Terry’s jaw was set as he leaned in with his mouth close to the other’s ear, “Too much talk.” He darted his tongue out and slid it up and around the shell of Zach’s ear, “Maybe instead of gossip hour, you should study?” A trail of kisses made their way across the Hufflepuffs jaw and eventually made it to his lips, Terry’s larger ones lingering over them, pressing ever so softly.
Zach stood there with his hands at his side, his face flushing with heat, he hadn’t thought that what himself and Terry had participated in over the holidays would turn into something in a place so open, Madam Puddifoot’s lou for that matter! He leaned onto the lips and said, “It could happen someday.”
“Make it happen.” Terry smiled before he felt Zach’s hand creep up his back to hold onto his dreds, the other now pressing hard against his hip bone.Their lips crashed together and tongues played between mouths as Zach’s jaw was held in place by Terry’s hands.
When they parted a moment later, Zacharias Smith stated, “So, I did get snogged for my first and only time at Madam Puddifoot’s.”
“Shut up and make that stupid Slytherin jealous, I saw him sitting across the room with Morag, the slag.” Terry stated before slipping out of the lou and back to the table where Hannah Abbott was sitting.
or:
Title #2- What you don’t know that happens in Madam Puddifoot’s lou
Author- asorbic_acid
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Rating- PG 13?
Pairing- Terry Boot/Zacharias Smith
Author Note- I love random pairings.. and this was written for the drabble challenge “Confessions”
“I can’t believe you are here with her.” Terry said quietly as he ran his hands underneath the warm stream of water pouring out of a golden tap at Madam Puddifoot’s tea shoppe.
Zacharias Smith rolled his blue eyes before stating, “She’s just getting back at Theodore Nott for giving her the boot.”
The Ravenclaw looked up surprised, “Seriously?”
“Not a joke at all, I was surprised myself. And, why are you here with a bird?” It was this time for the Quidditch Chaser to lift his own brow in question.
“She looked really bent out of shape yesterday, I asked her if she wanted to spend the day in Hogsmead with me.” Terry straightened up and looked into the mirror, giving a sideways glance at Zach with his chocolate eyes, “I have a heart, unlike some that were in the D.A.”
“Whoa ho-ho! My dear man,” Smith clapped a hand upon his shoulder and laughed, “No heart? That wounds me, really deep down.” The blonde held onto the shoulder and laughed heartily.
“I realized today, sitting at that table, Zach, that you Hufflepuffs talk way too much.” Moving out of his reach, Terry grabbed a hand towel to dry his dark hands, his dred-locks moving against his cheek.
“Can’t help it. Instead of study groups, we have gossip hour. Instead of Quidditch practice, we have enunciation class.” He smirked and looked over at the Revenclaw through the mirror.
“Quidditch,” Terry paused for a moment before turning on his boot heel and looking the shorter teen in the eye, “I really hate it when people make Quidditch playing so easy.”
“Well,” it was now a staring contest between brown and blue, Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff, middleclass and wealthy, “I really don’t like people that make getting OWLs without studying look easy.”
Terry’s jaw was set as he leaned in with his mouth close to the other’s ear, “Too much talk.” He darted his tongue out and slid it up and around the shell of Zach’s ear, “Maybe instead of gossip hour, you should study?” A trail of kisses made their way across the Hufflepuffs jaw and eventually made it to his lips, Terry’s larger ones lingering over them, pressing ever so softly.
Zach stood there with his hands at his side, his face flushing with heat, he hadn’t thought that what himself and Terry had participated in over the holidays would turn into something in a place so open, Madam Puddifoot’s lou for that matter! He leaned onto the lips and said, “It could happen someday.”
“Make it happen.” Terry smiled before he felt Zach’s hand creep up his back to hold onto his dreds, the other now pressing hard against his hip bone.Their lips crashed together and tongues played between mouths as Zach’s jaw was held in place by Terry’s hands.
When they parted a moment later, Zacharias Smith stated, “So, I did get snogged for my first and only time at Madam Puddifoot’s.”
“Shut up and make that stupid Slytherin jealous, I saw him sitting across the room with Morag, the slag.” Terry stated before slipping out of the lou and back to the table where Hannah Abbott was sitting.