Fair and Square 9
Title: Fair and Square 9
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Draco, omc
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual suggestion, violence
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: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 350 - Seeker
Summary: Seekers duel in their hotel room.
"I've decided to start Malfoy in tomorrow's match."
"Are you barking mad?!" Harry demanded in a raised voice. He couldn't believe Coach Wenstrom was seriously considering benching him in favor of Draco fucking Malfoy.
Wenstrom's eyes narrowed. "You're out of line, Potter," he growled.
If the coach was angling for an apology, he wasn't going to get one. Harry wasn't backing down. "I'm the better Seeker, and you know it!"
"No one is questioning your ability," snapped Wenstrom. "However, Malfoy is a cracking Seeker in his own right, and he deserves a chance to play."
Harry opened his mouth to refute the assertion, but Wenstrom refused to allow it.
"I've heard enough from you for one day, Potter," he said. "I'm the coach, and I make the decisions. If you continue to undermine my authority, you'll be facing disciplinary action. We're a team, and I expect you to support your teammates. All of them. Is that clear?"
Harry felt like the top of his head was about to explode, but he bit back an angry retort and settled for muttering, "Yes, sir." He didn't exactly slam the door on his way out, but it was a near thing.
He was still muttering to himself when he reached his hotel room. Harry opened the door with an angry burst of magic, causing it to hit the wall with some force.
Malfoy jumped up from where he'd been relaxing on his bed, hand going for his wand. When he saw it was Harry, he relaxed and smirked.
"Problems, Potter?" he drawled.
All of Harry's anger and frustration zeroed in on Malfoy. He was going to wring the arsehole's neck. Harry bared his teeth and launched himself at his rival. He barely had time to register Malfoy's eyes widening in shock before Harry took him down with a flying tackle.
Malfoy may have been caught by surprise, but he wasn't going down without a fight. He swung at Harry's head, and it was on. They rolled across the floor, yelling, swearing, and punching one another.
It felt good to finally give Malfoy what he so richly deserved. That was the excuse Harry gave himself for getting a stiffy.
Fair and Square 10
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry, Draco, omc
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual suggestion, violence
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: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 350 - Seeker
Summary: Seekers duel in their hotel room.
"I've decided to start Malfoy in tomorrow's match."
"Are you barking mad?!" Harry demanded in a raised voice. He couldn't believe Coach Wenstrom was seriously considering benching him in favor of Draco fucking Malfoy.
Wenstrom's eyes narrowed. "You're out of line, Potter," he growled.
If the coach was angling for an apology, he wasn't going to get one. Harry wasn't backing down. "I'm the better Seeker, and you know it!"
"No one is questioning your ability," snapped Wenstrom. "However, Malfoy is a cracking Seeker in his own right, and he deserves a chance to play."
Harry opened his mouth to refute the assertion, but Wenstrom refused to allow it.
"I've heard enough from you for one day, Potter," he said. "I'm the coach, and I make the decisions. If you continue to undermine my authority, you'll be facing disciplinary action. We're a team, and I expect you to support your teammates. All of them. Is that clear?"
Harry felt like the top of his head was about to explode, but he bit back an angry retort and settled for muttering, "Yes, sir." He didn't exactly slam the door on his way out, but it was a near thing.
He was still muttering to himself when he reached his hotel room. Harry opened the door with an angry burst of magic, causing it to hit the wall with some force.
Malfoy jumped up from where he'd been relaxing on his bed, hand going for his wand. When he saw it was Harry, he relaxed and smirked.
"Problems, Potter?" he drawled.
All of Harry's anger and frustration zeroed in on Malfoy. He was going to wring the arsehole's neck. Harry bared his teeth and launched himself at his rival. He barely had time to register Malfoy's eyes widening in shock before Harry took him down with a flying tackle.
Malfoy may have been caught by surprise, but he wasn't going down without a fight. He swung at Harry's head, and it was on. They rolled across the floor, yelling, swearing, and punching one another.
It felt good to finally give Malfoy what he so richly deserved. That was the excuse Harry gave himself for getting a stiffy.
Fair and Square 10