True Love According To Ravenclaws
Title: True Love According To Ravenclaws
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Morag MacDougal/Ian Urquhart
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Drinking
Summary: What is true love?
Morag MacDougal was drunk. This was without a doubt as she had been consuming a copious amount of whiskey, even with her tolerance for alcohol. She was currently cuddling up with her boyfriend, who was slightly less drunk, head on his chest, legs tangled up with his, schoolwork pushed off the bed for more room hours ago, save for a lone quill which had survived the attack by getting stuck in the comforter.
"I ne'er pictured ye as a cuddly drunk." Ian chuckled in amusement.
"No' drunk." Morag said in annoyance. "Weel, mebbe a wee bit." She did not consider herself cuddly though. "I'm not cuddly."
"Aye, ye are." Ian replied. "And I'm nae sayin' I'm nae any less blottered."
Morag made a face and was about to correct his use of a double negative, but then sighed. "I luve ye more than whisky and proper grammar."
Ian laughed out loud at that. "If there's true luve for a Ravenclaw, it's gotta be tha, mo làireach."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Morag MacDougal/Ian Urquhart
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Drinking
Summary: What is true love?
Morag MacDougal was drunk. This was without a doubt as she had been consuming a copious amount of whiskey, even with her tolerance for alcohol. She was currently cuddling up with her boyfriend, who was slightly less drunk, head on his chest, legs tangled up with his, schoolwork pushed off the bed for more room hours ago, save for a lone quill which had survived the attack by getting stuck in the comforter.
"I ne'er pictured ye as a cuddly drunk." Ian chuckled in amusement.
"No' drunk." Morag said in annoyance. "Weel, mebbe a wee bit." She did not consider herself cuddly though. "I'm not cuddly."
"Aye, ye are." Ian replied. "And I'm nae sayin' I'm nae any less blottered."
Morag made a face and was about to correct his use of a double negative, but then sighed. "I luve ye more than whisky and proper grammar."
Ian laughed out loud at that. "If there's true luve for a Ravenclaw, it's gotta be tha, mo làireach."