|snarryswapmod (snarryswapmod) wrote in snarry_swap,|
@ 2008-01-07 12:00:00
|Entry tags:||creation: fic, draconic_girl, rated: nc-17|
Happy Daft Day, thebrandytook!
Title: Figurine of Doom
Word Count: ~ 3650
Highlight for Warnings: * Mild bondage*
Prompt/Summary: "I'd like to see something that's either set in winter and/or features an interesting exchange of gifts. Either established (but not too comfortable) relationship or first time. Snarky, dominant Snape and a Harry that challenges him."
Things (kinks) you would like included in your gift: Plot, in-character and intelligent Snape, bratty Harry, top Snape, tension between the characters, mild bondage
Beta-reader: And a huge thank you to my beta-reader: gin_tonic
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Author's Note: I think I managed to include almost everything from your scenario/kink-list. I hope you like it...
New Year’s Eve – Malfoy Manor
“Happy New Year!” The shouts echoed in the snow covered garden as the fireworks lit up the sky. Malfoy Manor looked alight and lively in the shine of the fireworks. Lucius and Narcissa stood close together on the balcony, and watched how their son and his friends fooled around in the garden, dancing and occasionally throwing some snow at each other. Who would have thought that only five years after the final battle the Malfoys would be celebrating New Year with the Chosen One himself? Or that Gryffindors and Slytherins would be capable of being in the same room without hexing each other? Well, occasional hexes occurred, but there were usually no malicious intents involved.
Lucius kissed Narcissa lightly on the lips.
“Happy New Year, Cissa,” he said and he really meant it. It was a new year of freedom and he was thankful his family had survived the war.
“Happy New Year, Lucius,” Narcissa replied, her eyes shining with happiness. She’d come to value the time spent together as a family more than ever. “Let’s go inside and let the youngsters continue their party.”
Down in the garden Draco and Harry were talking. Neville looked on worriedly he smelt trouble brewing. Surely this wasn’t how Draco planned on handling their bet? But Neville was distracted by Blaise, who was eagerly sneaking his hands inside Neville’s pants. Neville couldn’t contain a moan when he felt Blaise touch his cock. He wrapped his arms around Blaise and Apparated them away, thinking that this year was definitely looking up for him. The last bit he caught of his friends discussion both intrigued and worried him. The glare Draco sent in his direction would have worried him even more, had he seen it.
“Seriously, Harry. If you want him you should do something about it.”
“Well something to declare your intentions to him, I mean it’s not like you have told him how you feel about him, have you?”
Harry had been silent, but then he’d replied with the familiar Gryffindor stubbornness. “As my New Year’s resolution I swear to...”