sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2006-08-07 03:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | monday-fun ll |
Monday Fun!
Original poster: enchanted_jae
Title: Sedative
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Hermione, Harry, Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Implied slash
Word count: 450
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 the Monday Fun challenge at slythindor100. I was tagged by cinnamon_sins and given the prompt of They say tomorrow never comes.
Summary: Harry's big day is tomorrow, but it will never come if he doesn't get to sleep.
"Harry, much like a watched pot never boils, they say tomorrow never comes when you are anticipating it too much," advised Hermione.
Harry had been pacing the floors ever since she arrived at his flat to help him prepare for the big day. "I can't help it 'Mione," replied Harry. "It's just the most important day of my life. How can I help but be looking forward to it?"
"Well, stop pacing and get over here," ordered Hermione. "I want to trim your hair a bit."
Harry sighed and slunk over to the chair his friend indicated. However, he was too nervous and fidgety for Hermione to get anywhere near his head with a scissors, and she finally gave up in exasperation. "Harry, it's late; maybe you should just get to bed," Hermione suggested.
"Bed?!" cried Harry. "I'm too nervous and excited to sleep tonight!"
"You have to sleep," insisted Hermione. "Otherwise, you'll be all stressed and crabby tomorrow, and then what will Draco say?"
"Did I just hear my name?" came a silky voice from the newly opened doorway.
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed, jumping up happily.
"Draco!" Hermione screeched. "You two aren't supposed to see one another until tomorrow!" She was trying to block their view of one another, but considering her smaller size, she wasn't having any success. Her task was made doubly difficult, as the other two only had eyes for one another.
"Er, Harry is supposed to be going to bed..." Hermione began, wincing at what she'd just said.
Draco's eyes lit up immediately. "Is that so?" he husked. "Shall I tuck you in, Harry?"
"Please do," purred Harry, taking Draco's hand and leading him to the bedroom.
"But, but...he's supposed to be sleeping!" Hermione called after them weakly.
~*~
Not fifteen minutes later, Draco emerged from the bedroom, looking as smooth and cool as ever. Hermione, who had just finished the last floral arrangement and had been preparing to leave, was startled to see the blond so soon.
"Where's Harry?" she asked in mild surprise.
"Sleeping," replied Draco, stealing one of the mints from a container full of them.
"Those are for tomorrow," scolded Hermione, snatching the rest out of his reach. "How did you get Harry to fall asleep?" she wondered, genuinely curious. "He was too tense and excited not half an hour ago."
Draco shrugged. "I gave him a sedative."
"You gave him a potion tonight?!" sputtered Hermione. "What if it hasn't worn off by morning?!"
"Not that kind of sedative," drawled Draco.
"What kind then?" demanded Hermione.
"Anal suppository," grinned Draco. "It puts him to sleep every time!"
And now, I tag...bslehofer as punishment for missing her prompt a couple weeks ago. In fact, your prompt will be late for an important date. Are you game?