FICLET: War Orphans - 12 (Dean/Draco)
Title: War orphans - 12
Character pairing: Dean Thomas / Draco Malfoy
Prompt: and now for something completely different
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 520
AN: Part twelve of thirteen. Warning for "something completely different", but it's still all about the boys :D
Link to prompt table and prologue: here!
War Orphans - 12
“Hey Parvati?”
Parvati looked up, obviously lost in her thoughts again.
“Hmm?”
“I wanted to ask you something.”
“I’m listening.”
“You’re not dating anyone, are you?”
She eyed him suspiciously. “No…” she said. “Why do you ask?”
“Wanna have sex?”
She blinked. And frowned. “What? Wh-”
“With two hot guys?” Dean added with a smirk he couldn’t quite suppress anymore.
He had convinced his own personal Slytherin the previous day, while they were in class and he was happily watching everyone around; the blond had looked at him as if he had grown an extra head, but then he had thought about it and eventually said “why not.”
Her eyes narrowed as she leaned forward with her fork in her hand. “What?”
Said fork looked a little threatening, but Dean leant towards her anyway.
“My boyfriend and me…”
“Who’s your boyfriend?” she said curtly, her eyes not leaving his.
“Is this a yes?”
“Maybe. No. Shut up. I don’t know. Why would you ask me something like that?”
“To cheer you up,” he glared back, mimicking her stern expression.
Her eyes widened and she drew back a little. And then she chuckled. And then she laughed, a bright smile finally back on her face.
She wiped the corner of her eyes with the tips of her fingers, her shoulders still shaking; it was totally worth it.
“So?” Dean grinned.
“Shut up, Dean. I can’t believe I’m even considering this… Who’s your boyfriend?” She asked again, narrowing her eyes again, standing her ground.
Dean frowned. Wasn’t it obvious? Good. It seemed pretty obvious to him. Not that he didn’t want to turn Hogwarts into a musical and shout it out loud to the world… Parvati sighed.
“Okay. I think I know… He really is your boyfriend, is he?”
Dean paused. “Huh. Yeah, I guess so. I just said it, didn’t I?”
She smiled fondly.
“OK,” she said. “Let me… process the information.”
He kind of needed a moment, too. It seemed strange to think of Malfoy as his boyfriend-or did it? It hadn’t felt strange to say it. He kind of preferred hot lover, though.
Whatever.
Parvati cast a quick glance over her shoulder and Dean knew for sure that she knew, though they had never discussed it before. He realized that he had been afraid to broach the subject, fearing that it would ruin something, somehow, or make things more complicated; it was sort of a relief now to have his new relationship with Draco acknowledged in a way; he hadn’t suspected that he wanted to talk to Parvati about it so badly.
It took him a second to remember what the conversation was about in the first place. Parvati picked up her pumpkin juice and took a sip, frowning thoughtfully.
“You two are committed, aren’t you?” she asked.
“I guess…”
“You guess?”
“I mean, yes. We are.”
“I’m assuming it was your idea.”
Need he answer that…
“And he's OK with it,” she went on.
“Yeah.”
“You talked this through?”
“Yes…”
She paused again.
“Oh, what the hell. We’re graduating soon, aren’t we?”
Dean grinned. It was on.
Back to part 11 --- Part 13
Character pairing: Dean Thomas / Draco Malfoy
Prompt: and now for something completely different
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 520
AN: Part twelve of thirteen. Warning for "something completely different", but it's still all about the boys :D
Link to prompt table and prologue: here!
War Orphans - 12
“Hey Parvati?”
Parvati looked up, obviously lost in her thoughts again.
“Hmm?”
“I wanted to ask you something.”
“I’m listening.”
“You’re not dating anyone, are you?”
She eyed him suspiciously. “No…” she said. “Why do you ask?”
“Wanna have sex?”
She blinked. And frowned. “What? Wh-”
“With two hot guys?” Dean added with a smirk he couldn’t quite suppress anymore.
He had convinced his own personal Slytherin the previous day, while they were in class and he was happily watching everyone around; the blond had looked at him as if he had grown an extra head, but then he had thought about it and eventually said “why not.”
Her eyes narrowed as she leaned forward with her fork in her hand. “What?”
Said fork looked a little threatening, but Dean leant towards her anyway.
“My boyfriend and me…”
“Who’s your boyfriend?” she said curtly, her eyes not leaving his.
“Is this a yes?”
“Maybe. No. Shut up. I don’t know. Why would you ask me something like that?”
“To cheer you up,” he glared back, mimicking her stern expression.
Her eyes widened and she drew back a little. And then she chuckled. And then she laughed, a bright smile finally back on her face.
She wiped the corner of her eyes with the tips of her fingers, her shoulders still shaking; it was totally worth it.
“So?” Dean grinned.
“Shut up, Dean. I can’t believe I’m even considering this… Who’s your boyfriend?” She asked again, narrowing her eyes again, standing her ground.
Dean frowned. Wasn’t it obvious? Good. It seemed pretty obvious to him. Not that he didn’t want to turn Hogwarts into a musical and shout it out loud to the world… Parvati sighed.
“Okay. I think I know… He really is your boyfriend, is he?”
Dean paused. “Huh. Yeah, I guess so. I just said it, didn’t I?”
She smiled fondly.
“OK,” she said. “Let me… process the information.”
He kind of needed a moment, too. It seemed strange to think of Malfoy as his boyfriend-or did it? It hadn’t felt strange to say it. He kind of preferred hot lover, though.
Whatever.
Parvati cast a quick glance over her shoulder and Dean knew for sure that she knew, though they had never discussed it before. He realized that he had been afraid to broach the subject, fearing that it would ruin something, somehow, or make things more complicated; it was sort of a relief now to have his new relationship with Draco acknowledged in a way; he hadn’t suspected that he wanted to talk to Parvati about it so badly.
It took him a second to remember what the conversation was about in the first place. Parvati picked up her pumpkin juice and took a sip, frowning thoughtfully.
“You two are committed, aren’t you?” she asked.
“I guess…”
“You guess?”
“I mean, yes. We are.”
“I’m assuming it was your idea.”
Need he answer that…
“And he's OK with it,” she went on.
“Yeah.”
“You talked this through?”
“Yes…”
She paused again.
“Oh, what the hell. We’re graduating soon, aren’t we?”
Dean grinned. It was on.
Back to part 11 --- Part 13