So far, June hasn't been too horrible, weather-wise. Of course, it's still early in the month. Here's hoping we all have decent weather in June!
This month's JMDC prompt is settle down, which can be used in a myriad of ways. Use it as is, or just convey the meaning of the phrase. You may write/draw any fandom, pairing, threesome, gen fic, original fic, etc. Combine it with other prompts, if you like.
Please post your entry in your own journal (unlocked!) or a community of your choice, and leave me a link in the comments below. You have until June 30 at 10:00pm CST to submit an entry. At that time, I'll post links to the entries and draw a name from among the participants to receive a drabble from me.
Below is my entry for this month:
Title: Blank Space 11
Author:
enchanted_jaeCharacters: Draco/Harry, Narcissa
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Mpreg
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
♦ JMDC No. 148 - settle down
♦ Gift for JMDC No. 147 winner
alisanne, whose prompt was wedding
♦
hogwarts365 Prompt No. 246 - "It must be so tough for him, with all the girls and the glory." (BBC Merlin)
Summary: Suddenly, there's a wedding to plan.
Narcissa Malfoy arched a brow. "Oh? Oh. Oh!" She stumbled back, raising a hand to her throat. "Draco, no. Tell me it isn't so."
Potter snickered again. "You're rhyming, Mrs Malfoy."
Draco rolled his eyes and blurted out the truth. "Potter is carrying my baby, and I'm carrying his."
His mother plopped gracelessly onto the closest chair.
"Mum? Are you alright?" asked Draco. The last thing he needed was for both his mother and Potter to faint.
"What are we going to do?" whispered Narcissa. "What will Mr Potter do? It must be so tough for him, with all the girls and the glory he's accustomed to."
"It should be obvious I'm not attracted to girls, Mrs Malfoy," said Potter, answering for himself. "And, I'm tired of glory. Maybe I'm ready to settle down and raise a family."
Narcissa straightened from her despondent slump. "That is a splendid idea, Mr Potter. We'll have the wedding in three weeks. That should give us time to prepare everything."
"Three weeks?!" cried Draco. "Are you mad?!"
"Watch your tone, young man," snapped his mother.
Meanwhile, Potter was nodding. "That sounds reasonable."
"But...but what if we aren't ready to get married?" Draco whined. This was all happening too fast.
"Don't you want to get married?" asked Potter. He appeared almost hurt.
Draco's mind whirled. He really hadn't thought so far ahead. While it was true he enjoyed Potter's company, and the brilliant sex, he wasn't certain he wanted to marry him. On the other hand, they had two babies on the way. Their children deserved a stable home life.
"Malfoy?" Potter prodded.
"Shush, I'm thinking."
Potter stood up, approached Draco, and dropped to one knee.
Draco's heart skipped a beat.
"Draco Abraxas Malfoy, will you marry me?" Potter's voice was solemn, but his eyes were dancing with laughter.
Draco smacked the side of his head, knocking his specs askew.
"Ow!"
"Yes, I'll marry you, Harry whatever your middle name is Potter."
"James."
"Sorry?"
"Focus, Malfoy," said Potter, rising to his feet once more. "My middle name is James." He leaned in and sealed their troth with a kiss.
"Enough of that," said Narcissa. "We have a wedding to plan."
Blank Space 12