Drabble: Overlooked
Jun. 22nd, 2007 08:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alisanneTitle: Overlooked
Character(s): Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe
Pairing(s): N/A
Rating: G
Warning(s): None
Summary: Written for this week's![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
slytherins100 challenge: 008: Nice
Word count: 100
Author's notes: Thanks to![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
sevfan for the use of her beta-reading skills. :*
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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Overlooked
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“My assignment,” Draco whispered, “is to recruit smart, ambitious purebloods.”
Pansy blinked. “Who’ve you got so far?” she asked.
Draco nodded towards Blaise. “I was explaining what an honour it is...”
“Honour my arse,” Blaise hissed, interrupting. “Don’t you see? All we would be is cannon fodder.”
“But... we’re purebloods,” Draco said. “We’d be sure to beat the Mudbloods and half-bloods...”
“Or not,” Blaise said acerbically. “I’m staying out of it.”
Draco gazed about, his eyes automatically skipping over Goyle and Crabbe. “Shit, I’m sunk,” he said.
Crabbe and Goyle shared secret looks. Sometimes it was nice being considered stupid.
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Character(s): Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe
Pairing(s): N/A
Rating: G
Warning(s): None
Summary: Written for this week's
slytherins100 challenge: 008: NiceWord count: 100
Author's notes: Thanks to
sevfan for the use of her beta-reading skills. :*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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Overlooked
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“My assignment,” Draco whispered, “is to recruit smart, ambitious purebloods.”
Pansy blinked. “Who’ve you got so far?” she asked.
Draco nodded towards Blaise. “I was explaining what an honour it is...”
“Honour my arse,” Blaise hissed, interrupting. “Don’t you see? All we would be is cannon fodder.”
“But... we’re purebloods,” Draco said. “We’d be sure to beat the Mudbloods and half-bloods...”
“Or not,” Blaise said acerbically. “I’m staying out of it.”
Draco gazed about, his eyes automatically skipping over Goyle and Crabbe. “Shit, I’m sunk,” he said.
Crabbe and Goyle shared secret looks. Sometimes it was nice being considered stupid.
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