Drabble: Enjoying Variety
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alisanneTitle: Enjoying Variety
Author:alisanne
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Dean Thomas/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 100 x 4
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Betas:sevfan and emynn
Challenge: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
neville100's prompt #273: Where.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Variety is the spice of life.
~
Enjoying Variety
~
“Where are we meeting tonight?” asked Draco.
“A Muggle pub.” Neville ginned. “Ginny wanted some variety.”
Draco hummed. “And who’s going to be there?”
“The usual. Ginny, Dean, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Snape. Sadly, Luna’s out of town, and George and Angelina had to beg off.”
“Which means our conversation should feature fewer Nargles, at least,” said Draco as they walked into the pub.
Neville laughed. “Probably so,” he agreed, waving at their friends.
“There you are,” greeted Ginny as they approached. “We’re discussing sex.”
Neville sighed. “I might have preferred a Nargle discussion,” he whispered to Draco as they sat.
~
“Where?” Ron gaped, appearing torn between admiration and horror.
Ginny grinned. “Dean’s mum’s living room.”
“Actually,” said Harry, exchanging a speaking look with Snape. “I bet plenty of people do it in living rooms while no one else’s home.”
Dean grinned. “Except Mum was in the next room at the time.”
“Ballsy,” murmured Draco, his lips brushing Neville’s neck. Neville shivered.
“Next topic,” said Hermione primly. “Does anyone have weekend plans?”
“I imagine about half of us are planning sex in our in-laws’ living rooms,” deadpanned Draco.
As everyone laughed, Neville shook his head. Something told him Draco wasn’t joking.
~
“So where’s Rose?” Neville asked Ron once conversation settled.
“With Mum.” Ron grinned. “We’ve a night off!”
“Speaking of,” said Hermione. “We should head home.”
Once they stood, everyone else did, too. “See you next month,” said Harry as he and Snape left.
“Why do I suspect everyone’s plotting sex in their in-laws’ living rooms?” murmured Draco as everyone said goodbye.
Neville chuckled. “Ready to go?” he said, finishing his ale.
“Must we?” Draco rested his hand suggestively on Neville’s thigh.
Neville swallowed hard. “We’re in public!”
Draco hummed. “Just think of the stories we’ll have to tell next month.”
~
“You’ll get us evicted,” protested Neville as Draco straddled him. “Then where will we be?”
“Fortunately, I’m brilliant at Disillusionment Charms,” purred Draco.
“The Muggles can’t see?” asked Neville.
“Not unless they’re wizards in hiding.” Draco murmured something and their clothes vanished. “Now, shall we talk or fuck?”
Neville moaned. “Well, when you put it like that--”
Draco was stretched and ready, and as he sank onto Neville’s cock and they settled into a steady rhythm, they ended up coming within moments of each other. “Wow,” whispered Neville against Draco’s skin.
Draco hummed. “Better than in-laws’ living rooms any day.”
~
Author:
alisannePairing: Neville Longbottom/Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Dean Thomas/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Word Count: 100 x 4
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Betas:
sevfan and emynnChallenge: Written for
neville100's prompt #273: Where.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Variety is the spice of life.
~
Enjoying Variety
~
“Where are we meeting tonight?” asked Draco.
“A Muggle pub.” Neville ginned. “Ginny wanted some variety.”
Draco hummed. “And who’s going to be there?”
“The usual. Ginny, Dean, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Snape. Sadly, Luna’s out of town, and George and Angelina had to beg off.”
“Which means our conversation should feature fewer Nargles, at least,” said Draco as they walked into the pub.
Neville laughed. “Probably so,” he agreed, waving at their friends.
“There you are,” greeted Ginny as they approached. “We’re discussing sex.”
Neville sighed. “I might have preferred a Nargle discussion,” he whispered to Draco as they sat.
~
“Where?” Ron gaped, appearing torn between admiration and horror.
Ginny grinned. “Dean’s mum’s living room.”
“Actually,” said Harry, exchanging a speaking look with Snape. “I bet plenty of people do it in living rooms while no one else’s home.”
Dean grinned. “Except Mum was in the next room at the time.”
“Ballsy,” murmured Draco, his lips brushing Neville’s neck. Neville shivered.
“Next topic,” said Hermione primly. “Does anyone have weekend plans?”
“I imagine about half of us are planning sex in our in-laws’ living rooms,” deadpanned Draco.
As everyone laughed, Neville shook his head. Something told him Draco wasn’t joking.
~
“So where’s Rose?” Neville asked Ron once conversation settled.
“With Mum.” Ron grinned. “We’ve a night off!”
“Speaking of,” said Hermione. “We should head home.”
Once they stood, everyone else did, too. “See you next month,” said Harry as he and Snape left.
“Why do I suspect everyone’s plotting sex in their in-laws’ living rooms?” murmured Draco as everyone said goodbye.
Neville chuckled. “Ready to go?” he said, finishing his ale.
“Must we?” Draco rested his hand suggestively on Neville’s thigh.
Neville swallowed hard. “We’re in public!”
Draco hummed. “Just think of the stories we’ll have to tell next month.”
~
“You’ll get us evicted,” protested Neville as Draco straddled him. “Then where will we be?”
“Fortunately, I’m brilliant at Disillusionment Charms,” purred Draco.
“The Muggles can’t see?” asked Neville.
“Not unless they’re wizards in hiding.” Draco murmured something and their clothes vanished. “Now, shall we talk or fuck?”
Neville moaned. “Well, when you put it like that--”
Draco was stretched and ready, and as he sank onto Neville’s cock and they settled into a steady rhythm, they ended up coming within moments of each other. “Wow,” whispered Neville against Draco’s skin.
Draco hummed. “Better than in-laws’ living rooms any day.”
~
