sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2006-03-05 04:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge #20 |
Challenge #20 (Remix)
Original poster: enchanted_jae
Title: Buggery (Remix of an untitled drabble)
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/D
Rating: R
Warning(s): Fluff
Word count: 210
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for Challenge #20 for slythindor100, in which we were to "remix" someone else's previous drabble. yodels wrote an untitled one that left the ending wide open for speculation. Please read hers first, and be warned that mine is a bit fluffier than the original.
Summary: Draco wakes up from a night well-spent, but he doesn't recall whom he spent it with...
"Potter!" Draco exclaimed, aghast. "What are you doing in my bed?" he demanded.
Potter had the unmitigated gall to smirk at him. "I hate to burst your bubble, Malfoy, but you are in my bed!"
Frowning, Draco sat up, wincing as he did so, and peered through a slit in the bed curtains. He didn't recognize his surroundings, and the fact that sunlight flooded the unfamiliar room lent credence to the fact that he was, indeed, in Gryffindor tower. How much had he drank the night before?
Horrified and baffled, he snapped the curtains shut, lest he be seen. "I'll be buggered," he muttered, sinking back to the pillows and covering his burning face with his hands.
"Yes, you were," taunted Potter. "And quite thoroughly, too, if I say so myself!"
"Sod off, Potter!"
"I have a better idea," stated Potter, the shift of his weight on the bed causing Draco to look at him once more.
"And that would be?" Draco asked, trying for indifference.
"More buggering!" cried Potter, flinging himself full length on top of Draco, who squealed in alarm.
Potter's mouth muffled further protests, and his talented hands soon had Draco in a very agreeable mood. Much buggery ensued, to the mutual enjoyment of both participants.