Title: On the Floor Author: sugareey aka Krissy Rating: R Pairing: Krissy/Bill, H/D Word Count: 491 Summary: Please look above. Disclaimer: not mine. however, it is my duty to manipulate the characters. Warning: Suggests sexual usage with objects, smut, bondage. AU, of course. A/N: My first post to slythindor100. I couldn't resist posting after I saw this challenge! A thanks to enchanted_jae for introducing this community to me!
“What’s up with Weasley?” Draco muttered as he cut up Mandrake roots for today’s Potions assignment.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” replied Harry agitatedly, stirring the cool blue liquid in their cauldron in a clockwise manner.
“I guess you’re not the only one with the broom up your arse.”
“Oh, shut your mouth.”
“Ranting again, is he? It would do him good to get over the fact that we—”
“It’s not that,” sighed Harry, glancing back over his shoulder. “Ron’s upset because…Bill—”
“Bill?” asked Draco, adding the roots into the cauldron.
“Ron’s brother? Well, he came to visit yesterday, did you know that?”
“Obviously not, Potter. Enlighten me.”
“Erm…”
“C’mon, spit it out,” persisted Draco, raising an eyebrow. “It can’t be that bad.”
“He was caught…in the dungeons,” answered Harry hesitantly, frowning when he looked up at Draco.
“And…”
“HewasshaggingthatgirlKrissy!”
“Sorry, I couldn’t quite catch that.”
“Bill Weasley…was shagging that girl Krissy. You know, the Gryffindor that’s working with Seamus over there?”
Draco cast a look across the room at the pair before smirking. He leaned forward to hear more details. “Really? I’m surprised this rumor hasn’t gone around already.”
“That’s because Ron was the only one who saw them last night!”
“Why would Weasley be at the dungeons at such an hour?” questioned Draco sharply.
“Detention with Snape,” explained Harry, stealing glance at Ron ranting to Hermione. “Thanks to you, Malfoy.”
“My pleasure. The git deserved it after throwing a cauldron at my pretty face. So they didn’t get caught then?”
“What do you think?” inquired Harry, dropping a little bit of leech juice in their concoction. “I don’t know how those two managed not to, but can you imagine? Spanking, handcuffs, Nutella, Bill’s belt…I mean, they were doing it on the floor! They didn’t even cast a silencing—Draco! What are you staring at?”
“If I were straight, I’d do her too,” was the reply as Draco gazed at the girl who was talking animatedly to one blushing Seamus.
“Don’t even think about it,” started Harry warningly. Following Draco’s gaze, he tilted his head. “Err…on second thought, I would too.”
“Glad we could agree on something. Oh, is that pink I’m seeing? My, my, I’m surprised you haven’t screwed up our potion yet!”
At that moment, a huge explosion could be heard. Harry and Draco looked up quickly. Seamus and Krissy were scowling at each other, as they were covered in brown muck. Sniggering could be heard as well. It was tracked back to one laughing Ron, who was being glared at by Hermione.
“I reckon that serves her right for fooling around. Weasley here seems to be ecstatic.”