sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2007-04-13 15:27:00 |
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Bad Day
Original poster: pepper202
Title: Bad Day
Author: Pepper202
Rating: R
Word Count: 446
Disclaimer: JKR owns all. I own nothing. Do not sue.
Author’s Notes: This is written for the
“Is somebody having a bad day?” Professor Mcgonnogal asked Professor Malfoy as he emerged from his potions lab covered in slime, courtesy of Lila Parkinson-Longbottom, who had inherited her father’s talent with potions (and who he suspected was helped in exploding her cauldron by Fred’s daughter Molly).
“Is somebody having a bad day?” Hagrid asked Professor Malfoy as he rammed his fist into Hagrid’s hut after being told by the half giant that he was currently out of Unicorn Hair(which Draco needed for an especially tricky potion) but planned to have some soon. Since the potion was already made, it meant that Draco would have to make a quick impromptu trip to Hogsmeade over the lunch hour.
“Is somebody having a bad day?” asked Madame Rosmerta, looking at Draco’s glum face as he bent over his firewiskey. “Why the long face, Professor?” He had finished his shopping and wanted a quiet drink before returning to deal with students for his afternoon classes.
“You’d have a long face too if you had to deal with half wits and imbecilic students that routinely explode cauldrons all day long” he snapped at her as he drained his drink and stalked out of her pub.
“Yes, and Professor Potter has been in
“Is somebody having a bad day?” asked Madame Pomfrey, as Draco burst into the infirmary, covered in red boils. He had returned to working on his potion, but had gotten careless, and the cauldron had exploded. His cauldron’s never exploded. He never ruined potions, especially potions he had worked on for over a month. He just pounded the bed in frustration as Madame Pomfrey ministered to him, and then when she finished burst out “That’s it. I am done for the day. All my classes are finished, anyway. I am going to go and hide in my rooms.”
When Draco got to his rooms, he had an unexpected surprise. The fire was built up. A bottle of wine was uncorked. Two delicious looking take away dinners from the Leaky Cauldron were sitting on the table (for some reason Draco loved their pea soup). Best of all, on the rug in front of the fire, naked as the day he was born, was Harry. Draco threw himself on his much missed boyfriend and kissed him thoroughly.
“You weren’t supposed to be back until next week” Draco said, pulling off his own clothing” What happened?”
“I finished early” Harry smiled up at him” besides, I hear you’ve been having a bad day”
“Not anymore” answered Draco.