Rewriting History
Title: Rewriting History [1/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: R
Prompt: Book
Team: DEs
Word Count: 100 x 11
Summary: If only Draco had followed through with his plan of becoming a one-time arsonist at the local library…
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual themes, language, HBP and DH major spoilers (SORRY I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS EARLIER!)
Notes: I never usually do disclaimers but because of this plot I will: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and in no way is this twisted plot meant to cause harm!
Draco groaned and grabbed two fistfuls of Harry’s hair, using it as leverage to fuck his mouth harder. Harry wasn’t normally this reluctant to take it so rough but tonight for some reason he was willing and Draco was far from having any problems with it. He began to get into his stride, pumping relentlessly and hearing Harry gag only made him thrust harder until he felt his balls begin to tighten and he slowed his pace, drawing his cock out so only the head remained in the warmth of his boyfriends hot mouth. He wanted to make this last.
*
Pulling completely out of his mouth, Draco pushed down on Harry’s shoulder in a silent indication to rest back on his heels and then started to slowly wank his cock at which point Harry dutifully tended to his balls. Draco liked not having to say anything and Harry still knowing exactly what he wanted. Not only did he think it a good sign of a healthy relationship, but it meant he didn’t have to bother with embarrassing dirty talk (something Harry had begged him to try before and he only managed three sentences before Harry actually started crying with laughter)
*
Oh fuck he was close to coming and he forced his cock into Harry’s mouth again, letting him get used to it for a second before he began to fuck his mouth with new found animalistic ferocity. Linking his hands behind Harry’s head, Draco roared through gritted teeth and pulled Harry towards him and held him there as he shot rapid fire bursts down his throat before thrusting more slowly and enjoying the flicking of Harry’s tongue against the sensitising head that lapped up his warm juices. Draco drew in sharp breaths and shivered, looked down at Harry and grinned.
*
“Enjoy that?”
“Very much so.” Draco pulled Harry to his feet and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly. “What’s the occasion?”
“No occasion,” Harry replied.
“Then what have you done what you’re not telling me?”
Harry either had the good grace or the naïve stupidity of a child to look guilty. “Nothingjustwentlibrarybooksoutdidntmeantojustfellinmyhandsreadingthem and I am so, so sorry, Draco, honestly I am!”
Draco gave him a murderous stare and Harry swallowed. Draco still had his arms around his waist keeping him prisoner and Harry suddenly felt very much like a little mouse waiting for the huge cobra to strike.
*
“When you say ‘books’, are you referring to the books that I think you are?” Draco asked in a dangerously low voice. He still didn’t release the hold on Harry.
Harry looked down and nodded. “Sorry,” he whispered.
“Well by all means, don’t be SORRY!” Draco barked angrily, causing Harry to flinch. “How much have you read?”
“Two.”
Draco looked somewhat satisfied. “Well if it’s only two chapters then I -”
“Books.”
“What?”
“Two books.”
Draco looked like he was about to burst with rage and he pushed Harry away. “Then I won’t keep you, oh saviour of our universe!”
*
“Draco, come on!”
“No I won’t ‘come on!’”
“You know most of it’s highly exaggerated.”
“And yet you can’t stop reading about yourself! And I ask you this, Harry, who the fuck has seven biographies written about them?”
“They’re not biographies!”
“I DON’T CARE!” Draco shouted back childishly. “Now where are they?” Harry didn’t answer. “Harry James Potter, if you don’t answer me in three seconds I will rip your bollocks off, paint a design on each and use them to hang on the tree at Christmas as decorations! Where are they?”
“Bedroom,” Harry mumbled.
“Lead the way,” Draco snapped.
“Really Harry,” Lily Potter scolded, “Why are you reading those for?”
Harry bit his tongue. Why he thought it a good idea to visit his parents with an I’m-still-not-over-last-night Draco in tow he’d never know and now his mother was taking his boyfriends side as usual (though Harry secretly liked the fact they got on so well.)
“I was just curious,” Harry replied meekly.
“How am I represented, son?” asked James.
“Oh you’re not in it Mr. Potter,” Draco piped up before Harry could answer. “And neither are you, Mrs. Potter! You’re both dead after the first couple of pages.”
*
“Oh!” replied Lily with a little chuckle although she looked quite upset.
“Yeah and I’m only halfway through but it doesn’t look like you’re coming back any time soon either.”
“Oh,” replied Lily again. “Well… artistic license, eh!”
“Artistic license indeed!” Draco cried angrily. “I’m painted out to be some sort of spoilt brat!”
“No! Really?” asked James in mock disbelief. Harry grinned.
“I mean, take this for example,” Draco continued, producing a piece of paper from his breast pocket. “This is an excerpt from the day Harry and I first met, the day when we got our robes fitted.”
*
“Draco, nobody wants to read -”
“Yes we do!” His parents interrupted loudly, clambering around the paper Draco was smoothing out on the table.
“Look!” Draco cried, pointing near the top of the page. “My father was out getting me that broom as we spoke, I didn’t have to bully him into anything!”
“Well where’s the part when I told you how adorable you looked, Harry?” asked Lily in a crushed voice as she scanned down the page with her finger.
“For gods sake you’re dead, remember?” Harry snapped stroppily. “Draco mentioned it about fifty times in the last minute!”
*
“Watch your tone!” James replied sharply. “Don’t think that just because Draco is here you won’t get a clip round the ear.” Draco looked positively gleeful at this threat.
“Sorry,” Harry mumbled, his cheeks glowing in embarrassment. He threw Draco a dirty look.
“And Draco dear, of course you didn’t call Hagrid a savage,” Lily assured him.
“Yes he did!” Harry cried. “That part is true! I can remember it like it was yesterday. He hated Hagrid!”
“Hate is a strong word, Harry,” Draco replied softly. “Perhaps the books are just distorting your memory.”
Harry crossed his arms and huffed.
“I can not believe you lied.”
“You’re in the middle of reading an extremely exaggerated and may I add, extremely favourable version of your life and you’re calling me out for telling one tiny little lie?”
“Draco, I’m serious!”
“Well your mother really likes me!” Draco replied as if this were a perfectly good excuse. “I couldn’t shatter her opinion of me by something spiteful and nasty I said when I was a kid.”
“But… you say things like that all the time,” said Harry.
“Yes… but not in front of her.”
Harry supposed he had a point. Sort of.
Title: Rewriting History [2/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: R
Prompt: Book
Word Count: 100 x 11
Summary: If only Draco had followed through with his plan of becoming a one-time arsonist at the local library…
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual themes, language
Notes: I never usually do disclaimers but because of this plot I will: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and in no way is this twisted plot meant to cause harm!
“Draco?”
“I’m in your study.”
My study? Harry thought. The only difference between the two rooms was that Harry’s had the PC set up in his, but Draco had never showed any interest in that before. Puzzled, he went upstairs and entered the first room on the right. Sitting there, jabbing the keys on the keyboard with a slow but violent ferocity was Draco.
“What are you doing?” asked Harry.
“Shipping,” came the short reply.
“What?”
Draco sighed and turned away from the computer monitor to face Harry. “Some morons on this Internet thing are shipping you and Ginny Weasley.”
*
“What’s shipping? I don’t understand -”
“Shipping, Harry!” Draco exploded. “Shipping! Dating, kissing, licking, fucking, having lots of unprotected messy wet sex SHIPPING!”
Harry blinked stupidly for a couple of seconds as he registered Draco’s short outburst before approaching him carefully. “Well what can you do, eh?” he said gently.
Draco broke into almost deranged laughter. “Oh plenty Harry, plenty!”
Harry hesitated and Draco pounced on the familiar look that had passed across his boyfriends face. “What?” he demanded.
“What you’re saying about me and Ginny…” Harry began awkwardly. “Well… it’s just that… well, I’m on the fifth book -”
*
“Are you trying to tell me about that little fling you have with Cho Chang?” Draco interjected airily. “No, all that drama has disappeared by the next book.”
Harry looked astonished. “You’ve read it?”
“Just picked up a few titbits from the Internet,” Draco replied rather smugly. “And in the end it turns out you do end up with Ginny. You have beautiful kids - oh and get this: I have a receding hairline! Harry desperately swallowed the ball of laughter that was threatening to burst out from his lungs. Laughing at Draco at this particular moment would be suicide.
*
“Oh and you also defeat Lord Volder…thingy by the way,” Draco continued.
Harry scowled angrily. “Well thanks a fucking lot for ruining it! It’s not like I’ve spent the last month reading for a reason or anything!”
Draco smiled sweetly. “My pleasure.” The computer suddenly beeped and Draco’s hand clamped down hard onto the mouse if it were about to scurry away. He clicked a couple of times and Harry silently marvelled at how quickly Draco had picked up on the Muggle device.
“You fucking bitch!” Draco spat at the screen.
“What is it?” Harry asked, peering over Draco’s shoulder.
*
OK UR JUST DILUSSIONAL U DON’T EVEN KNO WOT UR TALKIN ABOUT!!1 HARRY N GINNY R LOVE AND HARRY N DRACO IS JUST GAY HARRY IS STRAIGHT AND LOVES GINNY JKR CLEARLY SAID SO SO ALL U DRARRY SHIPPERS CAN JUST MAKE LIKE THE TITANIC AND SINK!!1! AND THAT GOES FOR HARRY/HERMIONE SHIPPERS TOO BECAUSE U ALL SUCK AND HERMIONE IS A FRIZZY BITCH AND I HATE HER!11 ANYWAY BACK TO DRACO HE IS EVIL AND HORRIBLE AND HARRY SHOULDN’T HAVE SAVED HIM IN THE FIRE HE SHOULD HAV LEFT HIM THERE TO DIE. GINNY N HARRY IS LOVE 4EVA!!!
*
“Just let it go.”
“I can’t!” Draco cried. “These books have made me out to be some kind of evil bastard.”
“You are an evil bastard… joking!” Harry hastily added when Draco didn’t even hint at a smile. “Look, it doesn’t matter what the books say -”
“You’re reading book five, aren’t you? Got to the part about Umbridge yet?”
“Yeah,” Harry said with a grin. “It got her down right, didn’t it? The twisted old hag.”
“Yes, but guess who ended up siding with that twisted old hag? Yep, yours truly, Mr. Villain of the year himself, Draco fucking Malfoy!”
*
“You’re joking!”
“I’m not! I was on some sort of prefect scheme of hers apparently. Dobbed you in it big time too. No mention of me being the main instigator of seeing to her sacking, however! No, there doesn’t seem to be much room for the truth in a mountain of lies!”
“Well at least we know the truth,” Harry replied.
“Fantastic,” said Draco dully. He began clicking several buttons that operated his email before he started jabbing the keys again in his slow but vicious manner, muttering obscenities under his breath as he did so.
“Draco…” Harry began weakly.
*
Dear Shit for Brains,
Chances are you won’t understand much of this, mainly because ITZ NOT WRITTEN LYKE DIS LOLZ but in case you do, I’m sending it anyway. I know from first hand experience that Ginny Weasley is not some sort of fiery heroine but rather the sort of woman that chain smokes and cries a lot after a few too many wines. I also know from first hand experience that if Harry Potter were to see Ginny naked, his dick would shrink smaller than if he were showering naked in the middle of Winter in Antarctica.
Unfaithfully, D.M.
*
“How childish, Draco!”
“On the contrary I think it’s rather mature, bearing in mind what sort of idiot I’m dealing with here, of course.”
“Her profile says she’s only fourteen!”
“No excuse for that horrific assault on the English language,” Draco countered. “How would Snape have reacted if I turned in an essay written like that at fourteen?”
“He’d give you hundreds of house points, if the books are anything to go by,” Harry joked. Draco remained stony-faced.
“Yet another lie,” he spat. “You were his little pet!”
“I wasn’t!”
“Well you were certainly treated more favourable than me!”
*
Harry shrugged passively and it was a submissive enough gesture for Draco to turn his attention back to the computer.
“I’m also posting some propaganda, look!”
“Propaganda?” asked Harry confusedly.
“Well… not so much propaganda as little tales. It’s only my first attempt but I think it’s ready for the Internet to see!”
Harry and Draco were walking to Hogsmeade when Harry turned to Draco
“I love you more than anything in the entire world,” he said
“Thanks,” said Draco
Harry and Draco kissed.
“I love you,” said Draco
“I love you too,” said Harry
Draco and Harry kissed again
*
Shall we go upstairs so we can have sex?” said Draco
Harry and Draco went upstairs and got in bed
They had sex. It was really hot. Afterwards Harry turned to Draco and said “I am really in love with you Draco. Will you do me the honour of being my lawfully wedded
“Where’s the rest?” said Harry.
“That’s it,” replied Draco. “You’re only allowed to write one hundred words.”
“Oh… well yeah, it’s good. I like it.”
Draco grinned. “Thanks!” and with a couple of more clicks with the mouse button, submitted his story to the dracoharry100 community.
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: R
Prompt: Book
Team: DEs
Word Count: 100 x 11
Summary: If only Draco had followed through with his plan of becoming a one-time arsonist at the local library…
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual themes, language, HBP and DH major spoilers (SORRY I FORGOT TO MENTION THIS EARLIER!)
Notes: I never usually do disclaimers but because of this plot I will: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and in no way is this twisted plot meant to cause harm!
Draco groaned and grabbed two fistfuls of Harry’s hair, using it as leverage to fuck his mouth harder. Harry wasn’t normally this reluctant to take it so rough but tonight for some reason he was willing and Draco was far from having any problems with it. He began to get into his stride, pumping relentlessly and hearing Harry gag only made him thrust harder until he felt his balls begin to tighten and he slowed his pace, drawing his cock out so only the head remained in the warmth of his boyfriends hot mouth. He wanted to make this last.
*
Pulling completely out of his mouth, Draco pushed down on Harry’s shoulder in a silent indication to rest back on his heels and then started to slowly wank his cock at which point Harry dutifully tended to his balls. Draco liked not having to say anything and Harry still knowing exactly what he wanted. Not only did he think it a good sign of a healthy relationship, but it meant he didn’t have to bother with embarrassing dirty talk (something Harry had begged him to try before and he only managed three sentences before Harry actually started crying with laughter)
*
Oh fuck he was close to coming and he forced his cock into Harry’s mouth again, letting him get used to it for a second before he began to fuck his mouth with new found animalistic ferocity. Linking his hands behind Harry’s head, Draco roared through gritted teeth and pulled Harry towards him and held him there as he shot rapid fire bursts down his throat before thrusting more slowly and enjoying the flicking of Harry’s tongue against the sensitising head that lapped up his warm juices. Draco drew in sharp breaths and shivered, looked down at Harry and grinned.
*
“Enjoy that?”
“Very much so.” Draco pulled Harry to his feet and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly. “What’s the occasion?”
“No occasion,” Harry replied.
“Then what have you done what you’re not telling me?”
Harry either had the good grace or the naïve stupidity of a child to look guilty. “Nothingjustwentlibrarybooksoutdidntmeantojustfellinmyhandsreadingthem and I am so, so sorry, Draco, honestly I am!”
Draco gave him a murderous stare and Harry swallowed. Draco still had his arms around his waist keeping him prisoner and Harry suddenly felt very much like a little mouse waiting for the huge cobra to strike.
*
“When you say ‘books’, are you referring to the books that I think you are?” Draco asked in a dangerously low voice. He still didn’t release the hold on Harry.
Harry looked down and nodded. “Sorry,” he whispered.
“Well by all means, don’t be SORRY!” Draco barked angrily, causing Harry to flinch. “How much have you read?”
“Two.”
Draco looked somewhat satisfied. “Well if it’s only two chapters then I -”
“Books.”
“What?”
“Two books.”
Draco looked like he was about to burst with rage and he pushed Harry away. “Then I won’t keep you, oh saviour of our universe!”
*
“Draco, come on!”
“No I won’t ‘come on!’”
“You know most of it’s highly exaggerated.”
“And yet you can’t stop reading about yourself! And I ask you this, Harry, who the fuck has seven biographies written about them?”
“They’re not biographies!”
“I DON’T CARE!” Draco shouted back childishly. “Now where are they?” Harry didn’t answer. “Harry James Potter, if you don’t answer me in three seconds I will rip your bollocks off, paint a design on each and use them to hang on the tree at Christmas as decorations! Where are they?”
“Bedroom,” Harry mumbled.
“Lead the way,” Draco snapped.
“Really Harry,” Lily Potter scolded, “Why are you reading those for?”
Harry bit his tongue. Why he thought it a good idea to visit his parents with an I’m-still-not-over-last-night Draco in tow he’d never know and now his mother was taking his boyfriends side as usual (though Harry secretly liked the fact they got on so well.)
“I was just curious,” Harry replied meekly.
“How am I represented, son?” asked James.
“Oh you’re not in it Mr. Potter,” Draco piped up before Harry could answer. “And neither are you, Mrs. Potter! You’re both dead after the first couple of pages.”
*
“Oh!” replied Lily with a little chuckle although she looked quite upset.
“Yeah and I’m only halfway through but it doesn’t look like you’re coming back any time soon either.”
“Oh,” replied Lily again. “Well… artistic license, eh!”
“Artistic license indeed!” Draco cried angrily. “I’m painted out to be some sort of spoilt brat!”
“No! Really?” asked James in mock disbelief. Harry grinned.
“I mean, take this for example,” Draco continued, producing a piece of paper from his breast pocket. “This is an excerpt from the day Harry and I first met, the day when we got our robes fitted.”
*
“Draco, nobody wants to read -”
“Yes we do!” His parents interrupted loudly, clambering around the paper Draco was smoothing out on the table.
“Look!” Draco cried, pointing near the top of the page. “My father was out getting me that broom as we spoke, I didn’t have to bully him into anything!”
“Well where’s the part when I told you how adorable you looked, Harry?” asked Lily in a crushed voice as she scanned down the page with her finger.
“For gods sake you’re dead, remember?” Harry snapped stroppily. “Draco mentioned it about fifty times in the last minute!”
*
“Watch your tone!” James replied sharply. “Don’t think that just because Draco is here you won’t get a clip round the ear.” Draco looked positively gleeful at this threat.
“Sorry,” Harry mumbled, his cheeks glowing in embarrassment. He threw Draco a dirty look.
“And Draco dear, of course you didn’t call Hagrid a savage,” Lily assured him.
“Yes he did!” Harry cried. “That part is true! I can remember it like it was yesterday. He hated Hagrid!”
“Hate is a strong word, Harry,” Draco replied softly. “Perhaps the books are just distorting your memory.”
Harry crossed his arms and huffed.
“I can not believe you lied.”
“You’re in the middle of reading an extremely exaggerated and may I add, extremely favourable version of your life and you’re calling me out for telling one tiny little lie?”
“Draco, I’m serious!”
“Well your mother really likes me!” Draco replied as if this were a perfectly good excuse. “I couldn’t shatter her opinion of me by something spiteful and nasty I said when I was a kid.”
“But… you say things like that all the time,” said Harry.
“Yes… but not in front of her.”
Harry supposed he had a point. Sort of.
Title: Rewriting History [2/2]
Author: idontgiveafaux
Rating: R
Prompt: Book
Word Count: 100 x 11
Summary: If only Draco had followed through with his plan of becoming a one-time arsonist at the local library…
Warnings: (at your discretion) Sexual themes, language
Notes: I never usually do disclaimers but because of this plot I will: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and in no way is this twisted plot meant to cause harm!
“Draco?”
“I’m in your study.”
My study? Harry thought. The only difference between the two rooms was that Harry’s had the PC set up in his, but Draco had never showed any interest in that before. Puzzled, he went upstairs and entered the first room on the right. Sitting there, jabbing the keys on the keyboard with a slow but violent ferocity was Draco.
“What are you doing?” asked Harry.
“Shipping,” came the short reply.
“What?”
Draco sighed and turned away from the computer monitor to face Harry. “Some morons on this Internet thing are shipping you and Ginny Weasley.”
*
“What’s shipping? I don’t understand -”
“Shipping, Harry!” Draco exploded. “Shipping! Dating, kissing, licking, fucking, having lots of unprotected messy wet sex SHIPPING!”
Harry blinked stupidly for a couple of seconds as he registered Draco’s short outburst before approaching him carefully. “Well what can you do, eh?” he said gently.
Draco broke into almost deranged laughter. “Oh plenty Harry, plenty!”
Harry hesitated and Draco pounced on the familiar look that had passed across his boyfriends face. “What?” he demanded.
“What you’re saying about me and Ginny…” Harry began awkwardly. “Well… it’s just that… well, I’m on the fifth book -”
*
“Are you trying to tell me about that little fling you have with Cho Chang?” Draco interjected airily. “No, all that drama has disappeared by the next book.”
Harry looked astonished. “You’ve read it?”
“Just picked up a few titbits from the Internet,” Draco replied rather smugly. “And in the end it turns out you do end up with Ginny. You have beautiful kids - oh and get this: I have a receding hairline! Harry desperately swallowed the ball of laughter that was threatening to burst out from his lungs. Laughing at Draco at this particular moment would be suicide.
*
“Oh and you also defeat Lord Volder…thingy by the way,” Draco continued.
Harry scowled angrily. “Well thanks a fucking lot for ruining it! It’s not like I’ve spent the last month reading for a reason or anything!”
Draco smiled sweetly. “My pleasure.” The computer suddenly beeped and Draco’s hand clamped down hard onto the mouse if it were about to scurry away. He clicked a couple of times and Harry silently marvelled at how quickly Draco had picked up on the Muggle device.
“You fucking bitch!” Draco spat at the screen.
“What is it?” Harry asked, peering over Draco’s shoulder.
*
OK UR JUST DILUSSIONAL U DON’T EVEN KNO WOT UR TALKIN ABOUT!!1 HARRY N GINNY R LOVE AND HARRY N DRACO IS JUST GAY HARRY IS STRAIGHT AND LOVES GINNY JKR CLEARLY SAID SO SO ALL U DRARRY SHIPPERS CAN JUST MAKE LIKE THE TITANIC AND SINK!!1! AND THAT GOES FOR HARRY/HERMIONE SHIPPERS TOO BECAUSE U ALL SUCK AND HERMIONE IS A FRIZZY BITCH AND I HATE HER!11 ANYWAY BACK TO DRACO HE IS EVIL AND HORRIBLE AND HARRY SHOULDN’T HAVE SAVED HIM IN THE FIRE HE SHOULD HAV LEFT HIM THERE TO DIE. GINNY N HARRY IS LOVE 4EVA!!!
*
“Just let it go.”
“I can’t!” Draco cried. “These books have made me out to be some kind of evil bastard.”
“You are an evil bastard… joking!” Harry hastily added when Draco didn’t even hint at a smile. “Look, it doesn’t matter what the books say -”
“You’re reading book five, aren’t you? Got to the part about Umbridge yet?”
“Yeah,” Harry said with a grin. “It got her down right, didn’t it? The twisted old hag.”
“Yes, but guess who ended up siding with that twisted old hag? Yep, yours truly, Mr. Villain of the year himself, Draco fucking Malfoy!”
*
“You’re joking!”
“I’m not! I was on some sort of prefect scheme of hers apparently. Dobbed you in it big time too. No mention of me being the main instigator of seeing to her sacking, however! No, there doesn’t seem to be much room for the truth in a mountain of lies!”
“Well at least we know the truth,” Harry replied.
“Fantastic,” said Draco dully. He began clicking several buttons that operated his email before he started jabbing the keys again in his slow but vicious manner, muttering obscenities under his breath as he did so.
“Draco…” Harry began weakly.
*
Dear Shit for Brains,
Chances are you won’t understand much of this, mainly because ITZ NOT WRITTEN LYKE DIS LOLZ but in case you do, I’m sending it anyway. I know from first hand experience that Ginny Weasley is not some sort of fiery heroine but rather the sort of woman that chain smokes and cries a lot after a few too many wines. I also know from first hand experience that if Harry Potter were to see Ginny naked, his dick would shrink smaller than if he were showering naked in the middle of Winter in Antarctica.
Unfaithfully, D.M.
*
“How childish, Draco!”
“On the contrary I think it’s rather mature, bearing in mind what sort of idiot I’m dealing with here, of course.”
“Her profile says she’s only fourteen!”
“No excuse for that horrific assault on the English language,” Draco countered. “How would Snape have reacted if I turned in an essay written like that at fourteen?”
“He’d give you hundreds of house points, if the books are anything to go by,” Harry joked. Draco remained stony-faced.
“Yet another lie,” he spat. “You were his little pet!”
“I wasn’t!”
“Well you were certainly treated more favourable than me!”
*
Harry shrugged passively and it was a submissive enough gesture for Draco to turn his attention back to the computer.
“I’m also posting some propaganda, look!”
“Propaganda?” asked Harry confusedly.
“Well… not so much propaganda as little tales. It’s only my first attempt but I think it’s ready for the Internet to see!”
Harry and Draco were walking to Hogsmeade when Harry turned to Draco
“I love you more than anything in the entire world,” he said
“Thanks,” said Draco
Harry and Draco kissed.
“I love you,” said Draco
“I love you too,” said Harry
Draco and Harry kissed again
*
Shall we go upstairs so we can have sex?” said Draco
Harry and Draco went upstairs and got in bed
They had sex. It was really hot. Afterwards Harry turned to Draco and said “I am really in love with you Draco. Will you do me the honour of being my lawfully wedded
“Where’s the rest?” said Harry.
“That’s it,” replied Draco. “You’re only allowed to write one hundred words.”
“Oh… well yeah, it’s good. I like it.”
Draco grinned. “Thanks!” and with a couple of more clicks with the mouse button, submitted his story to the dracoharry100 community.