Drabble: First Date
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alisanneTitle: First Date
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alisanne
Rating: G
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Prompt: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
harry100's challenge #19: Madam Puddifoot’s, and for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
hd_fluff's challenge #47: Madam Puddifoot’s.
Word Count: 100 x 3
Genre: Humor
Warnings: see pairings. ;)
A/N: Harry and Draco agree on one thing, Madam Puddifoot's sucks.
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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First Date
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Harry cringed as another cherub floated past him. Madam Puddifoot’s was horrid enough normally, but the week before Valentine’s Day the decor got distinctly worse, pink and red hearts clashing with blue carpet and yellow cushions.
“Potter,” someone drawled.
Harry sighed. “Malfoy,” he acknowledged.
“Where’s the she-Weasel?”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Where’s Parkinson?”
Malfoy pointed. “She spotted kittens and had to take a closer look.”
Harry nodded. “Ginny, too.”
Both boys watched as their girlfriends cooed.
“How about an ale?” Malfoy suggested, sending a speculative look Harry’s way.
Surprised, Harry nevertheless agreed.
As both boys left, Parkinson grinned at Ginny.
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“She insists on that place,” Malfoy grumbled after his third ale.
Harry nodded vigorously. “Ginny does, too. It’s awful.”
“Maybe Madam Puddifoot puts Addiction Potion in the tea,” Malfoy deadpanned.
Harry chuckled. Malfoy was proving to be funnier than he’d anticipated. “Maybe. I never drink any of the tea.”
Malfoy grinned. “Me either. Have you seen the flavours? Raspberry banana?”
Harry grimaced. “Almond pear, too.”
“Ugh!” Malfoy muttered.
Harry bit his lip. “Um, this ale isn’t bad, though.”
Malfoy nodded. “True.” He eyed Harry for a moment. “Maybe you’re the one I should be drinking with, Potter.”
Harry smiled. “Perhaps.”
~
“Your first date was in Madam Puddifoot’s?” Ron chortled.
Harry blushed; Draco sneered. “Hardly.”
“Ginny claims that’s where you met that first time,” Hermione said.
“I can’t believe they planned that,” Harry marvelled.
“I should’ve known,” Draco muttered. “Pansy adores matchmaking.”
“Have you heard anything since they eloped?” Hermione asked.
Both Harry and Draco shrugged.
“I wouldn’t be caught dead in Madam Puddifoot’s!” Ron declared.
“You’ll be dead if you don’t go with me Saturday,” Hermione snapped.
Harry chuckled as Ron cast a pleading look his way. “Sorry, mate. You’re on your own. Draco and I both hate that place.”
~
Author:
alisanneRating: G
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger.
Prompt: Written for
harry100's challenge #19: Madam Puddifoot’s, and for hd_fluff's challenge #47: Madam Puddifoot’s. Word Count: 100 x 3
Genre: Humor
Warnings: see pairings. ;)
A/N: Harry and Draco agree on one thing, Madam Puddifoot's sucks.
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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First Date
~
Harry cringed as another cherub floated past him. Madam Puddifoot’s was horrid enough normally, but the week before Valentine’s Day the decor got distinctly worse, pink and red hearts clashing with blue carpet and yellow cushions.
“Potter,” someone drawled.
Harry sighed. “Malfoy,” he acknowledged.
“Where’s the she-Weasel?”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Where’s Parkinson?”
Malfoy pointed. “She spotted kittens and had to take a closer look.”
Harry nodded. “Ginny, too.”
Both boys watched as their girlfriends cooed.
“How about an ale?” Malfoy suggested, sending a speculative look Harry’s way.
Surprised, Harry nevertheless agreed.
As both boys left, Parkinson grinned at Ginny.
~
“She insists on that place,” Malfoy grumbled after his third ale.
Harry nodded vigorously. “Ginny does, too. It’s awful.”
“Maybe Madam Puddifoot puts Addiction Potion in the tea,” Malfoy deadpanned.
Harry chuckled. Malfoy was proving to be funnier than he’d anticipated. “Maybe. I never drink any of the tea.”
Malfoy grinned. “Me either. Have you seen the flavours? Raspberry banana?”
Harry grimaced. “Almond pear, too.”
“Ugh!” Malfoy muttered.
Harry bit his lip. “Um, this ale isn’t bad, though.”
Malfoy nodded. “True.” He eyed Harry for a moment. “Maybe you’re the one I should be drinking with, Potter.”
Harry smiled. “Perhaps.”
~
“Your first date was in Madam Puddifoot’s?” Ron chortled.
Harry blushed; Draco sneered. “Hardly.”
“Ginny claims that’s where you met that first time,” Hermione said.
“I can’t believe they planned that,” Harry marvelled.
“I should’ve known,” Draco muttered. “Pansy adores matchmaking.”
“Have you heard anything since they eloped?” Hermione asked.
Both Harry and Draco shrugged.
“I wouldn’t be caught dead in Madam Puddifoot’s!” Ron declared.
“You’ll be dead if you don’t go with me Saturday,” Hermione snapped.
Harry chuckled as Ron cast a pleading look his way. “Sorry, mate. You’re on your own. Draco and I both hate that place.”
~
