Draco stared at the Valentine that had just landed in front of him. It was odd. Not just because he’d already gotten a card from every girl in Slytherin house (as well as Crabbe), but because it looked.... homemade.
Natty lace - he was reminded of Weasley’s Yuletide Ball disaster momentarily, but shoved the dreaded mental images aside - was glued around the edge of the big pink paper heart. There were imperfect glitter charms sluggishly sending waves of sparkles across the paper. A sad little charm spurted out a few strains of music before dying.
He looked around the Great Hall suspiciously, but no one was even looking his way. He gingerly picked up the card between two fingers, and shook it open.
There was no signature, just a poem:
I really like your merits Even when you smell like ferrets. You have a cruelly fun wit, and your hair looks good sunlit. Be mine, Valentine!“This has to be a joke,” Draco said. He prodded it again with his wand, and was rewarded with
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I should think he'd be able to come up with somthing to give her for Valentines, I mean after all, she did put forth all that effort to make him something from the heart. *grins*
From the Heart
Draco stared at the Valentine that had just landed in front of him. It was odd. Not just because he’d already gotten a card from every girl in Slytherin house (as well as Crabbe), but because it looked.... homemade.
Natty lace - he was reminded of Weasley’s Yuletide Ball disaster momentarily, but shoved the dreaded mental images aside - was glued around the edge of the big pink paper heart. There were imperfect glitter charms sluggishly sending waves of sparkles across the paper. A sad little charm spurted out a few strains of music before dying.
He looked around the Great Hall suspiciously, but no one was even looking his way. He gingerly picked up the card between two fingers, and shook it open.
There was no signature, just a poem:
I really like your merits
Even when you smell like ferrets.
You have a cruelly fun wit,
and your hair looks good sunlit.
Be mine,
Valentine!“This has to be a joke,” Draco said. He prodded it again with his wand, and was rewarded with ( ... )
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Brilliant job! Thank you *hugs* It was just the giggle I needed to start the day *g*
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This was just priceless!
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