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So, I wrote two drabbles in response to a meme I was throwing together, and this is what came out. Both crossovers, both cheesy and underdone. What can I say. They're drabbles, and I'm reeeeeeally rusty. Sue me. (And don't try to tell me I'm the only one who sees the parrallels between Harry Potter's Trio and Team Seven. Sakura = Hermione, Ron = Naruto and Harry = Sasuke. amiright? no?)
1. Baby, It's Cold Outside
A pale figure shivers against the driving rain, its back almost plastered to a nearby streetlamp. His gaunt body is swathed in ragged royal blue robes, the young man’s once lean frame now emaciated. He’s so tired of running - from Dementors, from Death Eaters, from Harry Potter and his bloody do-gooding friends.
Draco Malfoy stiffens when he sees another figuring approaching down the dark cobblestone street. He has to find his wand, he cant remember which pocket or sleeve or fold in his robe he’s placed it and he’s scrabbling for it and he cant find it -
“You cold?” The stranger asks, his teeth gleaming strangely as he grins in an entirely too friendly a manner. His blond hair is wild and ragged and Draco thinks it looks something like sunshine used to look, if he could remember something so whimsical.
“N-no you bloody I-I-idiot.” Draco stutters, his teeth chattering painfully. He frowns at the newcomer, who has the oddest whisker-like slashes across his cheeks. Draco is uncertain where he is, but he knows it somewhere in the Wizarding world, and he’s almost positive this boy is a mud blood.
The boy’s nostrils flare comically, and he glares rather fiercely. Draco almost shrinks back, until he realizes he’s still a Malfoy, and Malfoys never have fear.
“What crawled up your butt and died? You know what, I don’t wanna know - you remind me of Sasuke-teme -” and here the boy’s bright blue eyes dim slightly, and Draco can’t help feel melancholy - “and you look like a drowned rat. So-” The boy breaks off, moving closer suddenly, and Draco freezes again, only the stranger’s simply sharing his umbrella.
“Uzumaki Naruto, nice to meet ya! I’m gonna be Hokage, believe it!” The boy introduces himself, and Draco decides he must be a St. Mungo’s escapee. He finds that when he’s suddenly much warmer, he doesn’t quite give a flying fuck.
2. Now All We Need is Some Shiny Red Shoes
With a puff of smoke, Hermione and Crookshanks materialize in the middle of the Hokage’s office, looking quite imperious with her little school robes, her frizzy mane of hair, and his puffed-up fur. Shizune and the Anbu have immediately readied their weapons, but Tsunade gestures to them to hold fire. Out of information’s sake, of course.
Hermione, meanwhile, straightens her clothes, smoothes back her hair, and looks about her in wonderment, muttering that she’d only read of places like these, never actually seen them… Crookshanks finally calms down, with a mrrrow of discontent.
Hermione looks down at her cat, eyes wide, and says:
“Crookshanks, I don’t think we’re in Hogwarts anymore…”
1. Baby, It's Cold Outside
A pale figure shivers against the driving rain, its back almost plastered to a nearby streetlamp. His gaunt body is swathed in ragged royal blue robes, the young man’s once lean frame now emaciated. He’s so tired of running - from Dementors, from Death Eaters, from Harry Potter and his bloody do-gooding friends.
Draco Malfoy stiffens when he sees another figuring approaching down the dark cobblestone street. He has to find his wand, he cant remember which pocket or sleeve or fold in his robe he’s placed it and he’s scrabbling for it and he cant find it -
“You cold?” The stranger asks, his teeth gleaming strangely as he grins in an entirely too friendly a manner. His blond hair is wild and ragged and Draco thinks it looks something like sunshine used to look, if he could remember something so whimsical.
“N-no you bloody I-I-idiot.” Draco stutters, his teeth chattering painfully. He frowns at the newcomer, who has the oddest whisker-like slashes across his cheeks. Draco is uncertain where he is, but he knows it somewhere in the Wizarding world, and he’s almost positive this boy is a mud blood.
The boy’s nostrils flare comically, and he glares rather fiercely. Draco almost shrinks back, until he realizes he’s still a Malfoy, and Malfoys never have fear.
“What crawled up your butt and died? You know what, I don’t wanna know - you remind me of Sasuke-teme -” and here the boy’s bright blue eyes dim slightly, and Draco can’t help feel melancholy - “and you look like a drowned rat. So-” The boy breaks off, moving closer suddenly, and Draco freezes again, only the stranger’s simply sharing his umbrella.
“Uzumaki Naruto, nice to meet ya! I’m gonna be Hokage, believe it!” The boy introduces himself, and Draco decides he must be a St. Mungo’s escapee. He finds that when he’s suddenly much warmer, he doesn’t quite give a flying fuck.
2. Now All We Need is Some Shiny Red Shoes
With a puff of smoke, Hermione and Crookshanks materialize in the middle of the Hokage’s office, looking quite imperious with her little school robes, her frizzy mane of hair, and his puffed-up fur. Shizune and the Anbu have immediately readied their weapons, but Tsunade gestures to them to hold fire. Out of information’s sake, of course.
Hermione, meanwhile, straightens her clothes, smoothes back her hair, and looks about her in wonderment, muttering that she’d only read of places like these, never actually seen them… Crookshanks finally calms down, with a mrrrow of discontent.
Hermione looks down at her cat, eyes wide, and says:
“Crookshanks, I don’t think we’re in Hogwarts anymore…”