Tea For Two?
Title: Tea For Two?
Author: sarahyyy
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Notes: For the "I Want the Fairy Tale" Valentine's Day Challenge 2009. Prompt from "Notting Hill": "No! I don't want any goddamn tea!" and "You are lovelier this morning than you have ever been." And many thanks to the awesome beta, strawberrimelon!
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If Weasley wasn't going to wipe that sadistic smile off his face in the next three seconds, Draco was very well going to do it himself. His fingers were practically twitching with restraint from taking his wand out.
One…
He could practically hear that smile taunting him to punch Weasley.
Two…
How many punches would it take for Weasley to fall? Or was it easier to just stupefy him? Or better yet, Draco was in the mood for an Avada. Oh yes…
Three…
"Would you like some tea, Malfoy?" If Weasley were anymore cheerful, his face would be covered with colourful icing.
"No! I don't want any goddamn tea! Now let me in my bloody room!"
"Hermione doesn't want to see you." Again with his stupid smile.
"So she sent you to guard my room from me?"
A nod. A cheerful "come-what-may" smile. "She said that I can let you in when you've learnt how to treat her friends, that is Harry and I, with courtesy." That stupid smile even wider now.
Draco gaped.
"I do believe, Draco, that you're lovelier this morning than you have ever been," the annoying Weasel said. Draco said nothing. "Now is your cue to thank me politely, Malfoy."
"Why, thank you very much, Ronald, though I still think that you look and smell like a skunk on drugs."
Undaunted, Weasley pulled out a list from his pocket.
"Insulting me takes off 20 points, Malfoy. Once you've had 100 points deducted, I can hex you once. Hermione said so."
What the…"So what, exactly, do I have to do to get back into my room?"
"Call me by my first name, which you have already done; compliment me sincerely; tell me that you're really grateful that Hermione has a friend like me; apologize for acting like a good-for-nothing Slytherin; smile, not smirk; and oh, tell Harry that he's a fantastic seeker." Cue Weasley's stupid smile. Again.
Draco really had no patience for his stupid antics. "Stupefy!"
Weasley fell onto the ground, stiff as a board.
Draco smirked in triumph. "Now, Weasley, would you like some tea?"
Author: sarahyyy
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Notes: For the "I Want the Fairy Tale" Valentine's Day Challenge 2009. Prompt from "Notting Hill": "No! I don't want any goddamn tea!" and "You are lovelier this morning than you have ever been." And many thanks to the awesome beta, strawberrimelon!
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If Weasley wasn't going to wipe that sadistic smile off his face in the next three seconds, Draco was very well going to do it himself. His fingers were practically twitching with restraint from taking his wand out.
One…
He could practically hear that smile taunting him to punch Weasley.
Two…
How many punches would it take for Weasley to fall? Or was it easier to just stupefy him? Or better yet, Draco was in the mood for an Avada. Oh yes…
Three…
"Would you like some tea, Malfoy?" If Weasley were anymore cheerful, his face would be covered with colourful icing.
"No! I don't want any goddamn tea! Now let me in my bloody room!"
"Hermione doesn't want to see you." Again with his stupid smile.
"So she sent you to guard my room from me?"
A nod. A cheerful "come-what-may" smile. "She said that I can let you in when you've learnt how to treat her friends, that is Harry and I, with courtesy." That stupid smile even wider now.
Draco gaped.
"I do believe, Draco, that you're lovelier this morning than you have ever been," the annoying Weasel said. Draco said nothing. "Now is your cue to thank me politely, Malfoy."
"Why, thank you very much, Ronald, though I still think that you look and smell like a skunk on drugs."
Undaunted, Weasley pulled out a list from his pocket.
"Insulting me takes off 20 points, Malfoy. Once you've had 100 points deducted, I can hex you once. Hermione said so."
What the…"So what, exactly, do I have to do to get back into my room?"
"Call me by my first name, which you have already done; compliment me sincerely; tell me that you're really grateful that Hermione has a friend like me; apologize for acting like a good-for-nothing Slytherin; smile, not smirk; and oh, tell Harry that he's a fantastic seeker." Cue Weasley's stupid smile. Again.
Draco really had no patience for his stupid antics. "Stupefy!"
Weasley fell onto the ground, stiff as a board.
Draco smirked in triumph. "Now, Weasley, would you like some tea?"