Fic: Enter Drama
Title: Enter Drama
Author:
alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson.
Word Count: 520
Warnings: Things get serious.
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/
slythindor100's prompt # 16: Red sequin heart ornament, and for
dracoharry100/
dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Secret Santa. Part 16 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): None, poke me if you see anything wonky.
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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Enter Drama
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The candy cane martini was actually quite tasty. Harry polished off his, and when Malfoy accepted Parkinson’s offer of a second drink, Harry didn’t object.
“This is so much fun,” declared Parkinson. “Wait right here, I’ll be back in a tick.”
Once they were alone, Malfoy turned to Harry. “Sorry, but if we leave too soon she’ll get suspicious.”
Harry shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m actually not having a bad time. She’s…funny.”
Malfoy smirked. “Careful, Potter, or people may discover you’re not as anti-Slytherin as purported.”
“I’m not anti-Slytherin.” Harry rolled his eyes. “If I were, would I be shagging you?”
“You don’t have to like me to shag me. In fact, there’s something to be said for hate sex.” Malfoy hummed. “Ah, but I forgot. You claim to love me.”
“I said I think I love you. Keep this up and I may change my mind.”
Malfoy snorted. “Harry Potter? Change his mind? Please. I know you.” He poked a finger into Harry’s chest. “Once you’ve decided something, that’s the way it is. It’s one of your more…Gryffindor qualities.”
“What are you on about? We change our minds all the time.”
“Not in my experience. I find Gryffindors to be…less than flexible.”
Harry shook his head. “Are you trying to upset me?”
Malfoy smirked. “Is it working?”
“No.” Rolling his eyes, Harry stood up. “And if you’re going to be obnoxious, I’m going to go look at Parkinson’s tree.”
“What’s to look at? It’s white with blue and white ornaments.” Malfoy stood, trailing after Harry. “She only does this to piss off her parents, who are very traditional. Whenever they visit and see her minimalist decorations and modern tree, they storm off.”
“That’s one way to discourage them from visiting I suppose,” said Harry, leaning in to inspect the ornaments. “Wait, I think I see something that doesn’t belong.”
“What?” Malfoy squinted. “I don’t see anything.”
Reaching into the tree, Harry pulled out a red sequin heart-shaped ornament. “This was hanging up behind an Illusion Charm.”
“Huh.” Malfoy pursed his lips. “That doesn’t fit the decor.”
“I know, but I couldn’t resist.” Parkinson sauntered into the room, drinks floating behind her. “I got it at work, a secret Santa gift. I wasn’t going to put it up, but—” She shrugged.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “A red heart ornament, hm? Someone has a crush.” He grinned. “Maybe you’ll get a boyfriend for Christmas, t— Um, get a boyfriend for Christmas.”
Parkinson’s cheeks went red and she looked away. “Unlikely.”
“Why not?” Malfoy’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not dating anyone right now, are you?”
“No.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
Parkinson huffed. “My parents have expectations! I can’t just…date some man from the Ministry. They’ve pledged me to someone.”
“I’m not saying marry him.” Malfoy groaned. “Honestly, Pans. You have the oddest hangups.”
“Draco—” Shaking her head, Parkinson burst into tears, and the martini glasses floating behind her crashed to the ground.
Malfoy closed his eyes. “Potter, I’m sorry, but it looks like we’re going to be here a while.”
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Continued in Offering Assistance (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson.
Word Count: 520
Warnings: Things get serious.
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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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Enter Drama
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The candy cane martini was actually quite tasty. Harry polished off his, and when Malfoy accepted Parkinson’s offer of a second drink, Harry didn’t object.
“This is so much fun,” declared Parkinson. “Wait right here, I’ll be back in a tick.”
Once they were alone, Malfoy turned to Harry. “Sorry, but if we leave too soon she’ll get suspicious.”
Harry shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m actually not having a bad time. She’s…funny.”
Malfoy smirked. “Careful, Potter, or people may discover you’re not as anti-Slytherin as purported.”
“I’m not anti-Slytherin.” Harry rolled his eyes. “If I were, would I be shagging you?”
“You don’t have to like me to shag me. In fact, there’s something to be said for hate sex.” Malfoy hummed. “Ah, but I forgot. You claim to love me.”
“I said I think I love you. Keep this up and I may change my mind.”
Malfoy snorted. “Harry Potter? Change his mind? Please. I know you.” He poked a finger into Harry’s chest. “Once you’ve decided something, that’s the way it is. It’s one of your more…Gryffindor qualities.”
“What are you on about? We change our minds all the time.”
“Not in my experience. I find Gryffindors to be…less than flexible.”
Harry shook his head. “Are you trying to upset me?”
Malfoy smirked. “Is it working?”
“No.” Rolling his eyes, Harry stood up. “And if you’re going to be obnoxious, I’m going to go look at Parkinson’s tree.”
“What’s to look at? It’s white with blue and white ornaments.” Malfoy stood, trailing after Harry. “She only does this to piss off her parents, who are very traditional. Whenever they visit and see her minimalist decorations and modern tree, they storm off.”
“That’s one way to discourage them from visiting I suppose,” said Harry, leaning in to inspect the ornaments. “Wait, I think I see something that doesn’t belong.”
“What?” Malfoy squinted. “I don’t see anything.”
Reaching into the tree, Harry pulled out a red sequin heart-shaped ornament. “This was hanging up behind an Illusion Charm.”
“Huh.” Malfoy pursed his lips. “That doesn’t fit the decor.”
“I know, but I couldn’t resist.” Parkinson sauntered into the room, drinks floating behind her. “I got it at work, a secret Santa gift. I wasn’t going to put it up, but—” She shrugged.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “A red heart ornament, hm? Someone has a crush.” He grinned. “Maybe you’ll get a boyfriend for Christmas, t— Um, get a boyfriend for Christmas.”
Parkinson’s cheeks went red and she looked away. “Unlikely.”
“Why not?” Malfoy’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not dating anyone right now, are you?”
“No.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
Parkinson huffed. “My parents have expectations! I can’t just…date some man from the Ministry. They’ve pledged me to someone.”
“I’m not saying marry him.” Malfoy groaned. “Honestly, Pans. You have the oddest hangups.”
“Draco—” Shaking her head, Parkinson burst into tears, and the martini glasses floating behind her crashed to the ground.
Malfoy closed his eyes. “Potter, I’m sorry, but it looks like we’re going to be here a while.”
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Continued in Offering Assistance (LJ/IJ/DW).
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But for her parents - in her place I would tell them where to shove it ;) being associated with the Dark Wanker has revoked all rights they had to "pledge" her to someone (and I am sceptical anyone can order that girl about anyways)
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And of course it's all about Pansy. Isn't it always? ;)
<3