"Spilled Ink" (Harry/Draco)
Title: Spilled Ink
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG-13
Written for: Hogwarts365 Prompt: Draco, I really hate it when you're drunk.
Words: 365
Summary: Harry is late for Ron's party.
Notes: Cute Draco is cute.
Harry was an hour late to Ron’s surprise birthday party. Ron had already arrived and everyone had already screamed “Surprise,” and Harry missed it all. Even Malfoy had made it before him.
“Where have you been?” Ginny asked, cornering Harry ready to give him a yelling. Harry only got more nervous when Hermione joined them.
“You know you are supposed to be his best friend, Harry. I can’t believe you’re so late!” Hermione appropriately was more livid than Ginny. “You know the first thing he asked was ‘Where’s Harry?’ Do you know how sad I was to tell him that you were late, again!”
“And Malfoy!” Ginny added and Harry turned to look at her. “He’s been drinking since the moment he got here. He was curled up on the sofa nearly knocked out before Ron even arrived. I gave him a Sobering Up Potion and he started drinking again-rambling about how you weren’t here and it was his fault!”
“I know, I’m sorry. I just-I was busy at work. I had to do this report and it took longer than-”
“A report?” Hermione roared. “Harry I’m all for doing paperwork on time but tonight of all nights?” Harry didn’t think Hermione could look more disappointed.
“Why is it Malfoy’s fault?” Ginny asked.
Harry looked at Malfoy who was holding half a bottle of Firewhisky drinking alone. He sighed. “It’s not his fault, I-something happened at work and I couldn’t tell the Minister, and he’d written up his part-but I had to change it-”
“I hope it’s nothing illegal, Harry.” Hermione’s tone was disapproving.
“It wasn’t-nothing like that, I swear! We just sort of had a fight and spilled ink all over it and I had to rewrite it and I let him go because…”
“Potter!” Draco came marching into the conversation and slammed into Harry.
“Malfoy,” Harry said.
“Did you fix up the report?”
“Yes.”
“Did you tell them it was my fault?”
“No.”
“Did you tell them you spilled ink on it because you wouldn’t clear the table before shagging me on it?”
Ginny and Hermione gasped.
“Merlin, Draco! I really hate it when you’re drunk!”
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Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG-13
Written for: Hogwarts365 Prompt: Draco, I really hate it when you're drunk.
Words: 365
Summary: Harry is late for Ron's party.
Notes: Cute Draco is cute.
Harry was an hour late to Ron’s surprise birthday party. Ron had already arrived and everyone had already screamed “Surprise,” and Harry missed it all. Even Malfoy had made it before him.
“Where have you been?” Ginny asked, cornering Harry ready to give him a yelling. Harry only got more nervous when Hermione joined them.
“You know you are supposed to be his best friend, Harry. I can’t believe you’re so late!” Hermione appropriately was more livid than Ginny. “You know the first thing he asked was ‘Where’s Harry?’ Do you know how sad I was to tell him that you were late, again!”
“And Malfoy!” Ginny added and Harry turned to look at her. “He’s been drinking since the moment he got here. He was curled up on the sofa nearly knocked out before Ron even arrived. I gave him a Sobering Up Potion and he started drinking again-rambling about how you weren’t here and it was his fault!”
“I know, I’m sorry. I just-I was busy at work. I had to do this report and it took longer than-”
“A report?” Hermione roared. “Harry I’m all for doing paperwork on time but tonight of all nights?” Harry didn’t think Hermione could look more disappointed.
“Why is it Malfoy’s fault?” Ginny asked.
Harry looked at Malfoy who was holding half a bottle of Firewhisky drinking alone. He sighed. “It’s not his fault, I-something happened at work and I couldn’t tell the Minister, and he’d written up his part-but I had to change it-”
“I hope it’s nothing illegal, Harry.” Hermione’s tone was disapproving.
“It wasn’t-nothing like that, I swear! We just sort of had a fight and spilled ink all over it and I had to rewrite it and I let him go because…”
“Potter!” Draco came marching into the conversation and slammed into Harry.
“Malfoy,” Harry said.
“Did you fix up the report?”
“Yes.”
“Did you tell them it was my fault?”
“No.”
“Did you tell them you spilled ink on it because you wouldn’t clear the table before shagging me on it?”
Ginny and Hermione gasped.
“Merlin, Draco! I really hate it when you’re drunk!”
READ PART TWO: ENDEARING