Fic: Prison Blues (Draco/Hermione, Blaise)
Title: Prison Blues
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: R (for a lot of swearing)
Prompt Set: 100.1 (Draco/Hermione)
Prompt: 68. Letters
Word Count: 301
Summary: Blaise writes a letter to Draco.
Warnings: Post-DH, EWE, swearing
A/N: Written as a Valentine's Day gift via luvlikerocketz for pokeystar, who wanted a chatty letter in Blaise Zabini's POV.
Thanks go to myownmuggle for beta reading the drabble.
Malfoy,
You are probably wondering why I'm writing you a letter. Azkaban is incredibly dull, but at least I'm allowed to send one owl a day. It's just about the only entertainment I've got. You're so lucky they didn't convict you for being a Death Eater when we were teenagers. You'd have hated it here. I guess I should be thankful though that they never re-installed the Dementors after the war.
I still can't believe they gave me eight months for one small blasting curse! How was I supposed to know that stupid Muggle family would get in the way? If you ask me, these old stiffs at the Wizengamot are all a bunch of cockeyed bastards who have their heads stuck up their arses.
Pansy visited yesterday. She told me you've been shagging that Granger girl. Congratulations. I know a lot of us have wanted to get into her knickers. I sincerely hope you managed to dislodge the stick she's got up her arse though. Who knows, maybe all she needed was a good romp in the sheets. I highly doubt the Weasel is capable of giving her a proper ride on the broom.
However, it is still a shame that you only swing one way. Personally, I think that any bloke who colour-coordinates his ties with his socks is a potential cock jockey. Think about it, mate. You're one step away from bloody camping it up.
I have to end the letter now. They're about to serve the piss-poor shite they pass for food around here. I trust that in the regrettable case that I should die of food poisoning in this shithole you will sue the fucking Ministry in my name.
Blaise
PS: If you ever change your mind about being straight, you know where to find me.
Author: kalina_blue
Rating: R (for a lot of swearing)
Prompt Set: 100.1 (Draco/Hermione)
Prompt: 68. Letters
Word Count: 301
Summary: Blaise writes a letter to Draco.
Warnings: Post-DH, EWE, swearing
A/N: Written as a Valentine's Day gift via luvlikerocketz for pokeystar, who wanted a chatty letter in Blaise Zabini's POV.
Thanks go to myownmuggle for beta reading the drabble.
Malfoy,
You are probably wondering why I'm writing you a letter. Azkaban is incredibly dull, but at least I'm allowed to send one owl a day. It's just about the only entertainment I've got. You're so lucky they didn't convict you for being a Death Eater when we were teenagers. You'd have hated it here. I guess I should be thankful though that they never re-installed the Dementors after the war.
I still can't believe they gave me eight months for one small blasting curse! How was I supposed to know that stupid Muggle family would get in the way? If you ask me, these old stiffs at the Wizengamot are all a bunch of cockeyed bastards who have their heads stuck up their arses.
Pansy visited yesterday. She told me you've been shagging that Granger girl. Congratulations. I know a lot of us have wanted to get into her knickers. I sincerely hope you managed to dislodge the stick she's got up her arse though. Who knows, maybe all she needed was a good romp in the sheets. I highly doubt the Weasel is capable of giving her a proper ride on the broom.
However, it is still a shame that you only swing one way. Personally, I think that any bloke who colour-coordinates his ties with his socks is a potential cock jockey. Think about it, mate. You're one step away from bloody camping it up.
I have to end the letter now. They're about to serve the piss-poor shite they pass for food around here. I trust that in the regrettable case that I should die of food poisoning in this shithole you will sue the fucking Ministry in my name.
Blaise
PS: If you ever change your mind about being straight, you know where to find me.