Drabble: HIs Way
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alisanneTitle: His Way
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alisanne
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harryron100's prompt: Pillow
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Humor/ No warnings
A/N: Harry persuades Ron to do things his way.
Beta:sevfan
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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His Way
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Harry was laughing so hard that he didn’t see the pillow rise up behind him. It hovered for a moment before finally thwacking him in the head. He grabbed it immediately, clutching it to his chest.
“Oi!” he exclaimed, rubbing his head ruefully with his free hand. “That’s cheating.”
“No, that’s how you have a wizarding pillow fight,” Ron insisted.
“I prefer the more hands-on, Muggle technique,” Harry said, leering.
Ron considered this. “You may have a point,” he conceded finally, eyeing Harry up and down.
“Shall we’ll play my way, then?”
Ron smiled wickedly before he lunged, pillow forgotten.
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Author:
alisanneSummary: Written for
harryron100's prompt: PillowRating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Humor/ No warnings
A/N: Harry persuades Ron to do things his way.
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: 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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His Way
~
Harry was laughing so hard that he didn’t see the pillow rise up behind him. It hovered for a moment before finally thwacking him in the head. He grabbed it immediately, clutching it to his chest.
“Oi!” he exclaimed, rubbing his head ruefully with his free hand. “That’s cheating.”
“No, that’s how you have a wizarding pillow fight,” Ron insisted.
“I prefer the more hands-on, Muggle technique,” Harry said, leering.
Ron considered this. “You may have a point,” he conceded finally, eyeing Harry up and down.
“Shall we’ll play my way, then?”
Ron smiled wickedly before he lunged, pillow forgotten.
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