Drabble: The Whole Story
Oct. 16th, 2008 12:53 pmTitle: The Whole Story
Author:
alisanne
Word Count: 100
Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
hd100's prompt: Night, and for
enchanted_jae's Monthly Drabble Challenge: It was a dark and stormy night...
Author's Notes: Sometimes it's best not to know the whole story.
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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The Whole Story
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“So it was a dark and stormy night--”
Everyone groaned.
“Seriously,” Hermione said. “How did you two get together?”
Draco smirked. “Well it was dark, that’s true.”
“And I remember it being stormy,” Harry chuckled.
“Between the sheets, maybe,” Draco countered.
“Enough,” Ron cried, his face red. “Just tell us how this...” he waved his arms between Harry and Draco, “...you, happened.”
Harry smiled at Draco. “We got tired of fighting,” he said. “I guess all that passion was misdirected.”
“I like where it’s directed now,” Draco murmured, patting Harry’s thigh.
“I liked you better misdirected,” Ron grumbled. “Less snogging.”
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Author:
Word Count: 100
Characters: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for
Author's Notes: Sometimes it's best not to know the whole story.
Beta:
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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The Whole Story
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“So it was a dark and stormy night--”
Everyone groaned.
“Seriously,” Hermione said. “How did you two get together?”
Draco smirked. “Well it was dark, that’s true.”
“And I remember it being stormy,” Harry chuckled.
“Between the sheets, maybe,” Draco countered.
“Enough,” Ron cried, his face red. “Just tell us how this...” he waved his arms between Harry and Draco, “...you, happened.”
Harry smiled at Draco. “We got tired of fighting,” he said. “I guess all that passion was misdirected.”
“I like where it’s directed now,” Draco murmured, patting Harry’s thigh.
“I liked you better misdirected,” Ron grumbled. “Less snogging.”
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