Fic: Socialising
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alisanneTitle: Socialising
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini.
Word Count: 535
Warnings: Flirting.
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slythindor100's prompt # 4: fit guy wrapped in lights, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Fairy Lights. Part 4 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Socialising
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“Godric!” Harry choked out as he followed Hermione, Blaise, and Ginny into the club they had somehow inveigled him into visiting with them. “Earthy isn’t the half of it!”
Looking around, Hermione’s eyes went wide. “Oh my,” she said weakly. “What kind of place is this?”
Ginny flashed an impish smile at them. “You two should see your faces!”
Hermione raised an eyebrow. “I bet you were just as shocked as we are when you first came here.”
Ginny chuckled. “You got me in one. Now I’m used to it, though.” She winked. “Good thing Ron’s busy tonight, hm?”
“I’ll say.” Hermione cleared her throat. “I’m pretty sure he’d be as red as his hair.”
“Hell, I’m as red as his hair,” said Harry, staring up at the stage where a fit bloke wearing nothing but fairy lights wrapped around strategic body parts was dancing. He smirked when he saw Harry watching, undulating his hips in a tantalising little shimmy.
“Hm, see something you like, Potter?” Blaise was openly grinning.
Tearing his eyes from the dancer, Harry huffed. “Why are we here, anyway?”
“Oh, we’re meeting someone.” Blaise waved them along. “Over here.”
As they followed, Harry whispered to Hermione, “I’m not sure this is a good idea. Maybe we should just leave—”
“Blaise! Weasleyette. Lovely to see you.” Draco, wearing a black shirt almost entirely unbuttoned, and tight black trousers, was lounging on a sofa. As they approached, a martini glass appeared on the table in front of him. “When I got your invitation to meet you here I was surprised to say the least—” His eyes landed on Harry and he sat up straight. “Potter?”
“Malfoy.” Unable to resist, Harry looked him over, and when his eyes returned to Malfoy’s face, Malfoy had an eyebrow raised. “Er, hello.”
“Harry and Hermione stopped by our house today, and we all decided to come out and see a show,” said Blaise, sounding for all the world as if they were all the best of friends. “You were the first person I thought would like to join us since we know how much you adore this place.”
“I don’t adore it,” Malfoy muttered, glaring at Blaise. “It’s…moderately amusing.”
“So you always say.” Blaise gestured for Ginny and Hermione to sit, then strategically slid in after them, leaving the spot next to Malfoy for Harry. “So, shall we order drinks?”
“Great idea,” said Ginny. “I’ll have white wine.” Once she, Hermione, and Blaise placed drink orders, she pointedly turned away from Malfoy and Harry. “By the way, Hermione, Blaise and I’ve been meaning to ask you something—”
As they chatted, Harry cleared his throat and said to Malfoy, “What you’re having looks good. What is it?”
“It’s just a martini.” Malfoy hesitated, then extended his glass. “Would you like to try it? I haven’t drunk from it yet.”
Accepting the glass, Harry sipped, blinking. “Wow. Strong.”
Malfoy smirked. “It’s all alcohol, so yes.” Taking the glass back, he held Harry’s gaze, deliberately placing his lips over the same spot before drinking. “Are you going to join me?” he murmured.
Licking his lips, Harry smiled into Malfoy’s eyes. “Yes, I believe I will.”
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Continued in A Snowball's Chance (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini.
Word Count: 535
Warnings: Flirting.
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100's prompt # 4: fit guy wrapped in lights, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Fairy Lights. Part 4 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Socialising
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“Godric!” Harry choked out as he followed Hermione, Blaise, and Ginny into the club they had somehow inveigled him into visiting with them. “Earthy isn’t the half of it!”
Looking around, Hermione’s eyes went wide. “Oh my,” she said weakly. “What kind of place is this?”
Ginny flashed an impish smile at them. “You two should see your faces!”
Hermione raised an eyebrow. “I bet you were just as shocked as we are when you first came here.”
Ginny chuckled. “You got me in one. Now I’m used to it, though.” She winked. “Good thing Ron’s busy tonight, hm?”
“I’ll say.” Hermione cleared her throat. “I’m pretty sure he’d be as red as his hair.”
“Hell, I’m as red as his hair,” said Harry, staring up at the stage where a fit bloke wearing nothing but fairy lights wrapped around strategic body parts was dancing. He smirked when he saw Harry watching, undulating his hips in a tantalising little shimmy.
“Hm, see something you like, Potter?” Blaise was openly grinning.
Tearing his eyes from the dancer, Harry huffed. “Why are we here, anyway?”
“Oh, we’re meeting someone.” Blaise waved them along. “Over here.”
As they followed, Harry whispered to Hermione, “I’m not sure this is a good idea. Maybe we should just leave—”
“Blaise! Weasleyette. Lovely to see you.” Draco, wearing a black shirt almost entirely unbuttoned, and tight black trousers, was lounging on a sofa. As they approached, a martini glass appeared on the table in front of him. “When I got your invitation to meet you here I was surprised to say the least—” His eyes landed on Harry and he sat up straight. “Potter?”
“Malfoy.” Unable to resist, Harry looked him over, and when his eyes returned to Malfoy’s face, Malfoy had an eyebrow raised. “Er, hello.”
“Harry and Hermione stopped by our house today, and we all decided to come out and see a show,” said Blaise, sounding for all the world as if they were all the best of friends. “You were the first person I thought would like to join us since we know how much you adore this place.”
“I don’t adore it,” Malfoy muttered, glaring at Blaise. “It’s…moderately amusing.”
“So you always say.” Blaise gestured for Ginny and Hermione to sit, then strategically slid in after them, leaving the spot next to Malfoy for Harry. “So, shall we order drinks?”
“Great idea,” said Ginny. “I’ll have white wine.” Once she, Hermione, and Blaise placed drink orders, she pointedly turned away from Malfoy and Harry. “By the way, Hermione, Blaise and I’ve been meaning to ask you something—”
As they chatted, Harry cleared his throat and said to Malfoy, “What you’re having looks good. What is it?”
“It’s just a martini.” Malfoy hesitated, then extended his glass. “Would you like to try it? I haven’t drunk from it yet.”
Accepting the glass, Harry sipped, blinking. “Wow. Strong.”
Malfoy smirked. “It’s all alcohol, so yes.” Taking the glass back, he held Harry’s gaze, deliberately placing his lips over the same spot before drinking. “Are you going to join me?” he murmured.
Licking his lips, Harry smiled into Malfoy’s eyes. “Yes, I believe I will.”
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Continued in A Snowball's Chance (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2018-12-05 09:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-07 03:00 am (UTC)Yay! Although we'll see how you feel about him next chapter. He gets a bit forceful. ;)
Thanks, hon!