Drabble Day: Prompt 20 - BONUS ROUND

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Hinkypunk

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fill: Pants Parkinson and the Hinkypuck, pg, 1/4

[curiouslyfic]

She pops by the joke shop when she’s meant to be on lunch, pops by even though she hasn’t needed a prank for days. Draco’s already apologized for his complete and tragic idiocy and she’s assured Blaise will, as well, when he can stop scratching long enough to write, and really, there is no good reason she’s going back.

Only, well, there is.

He’s waiting on an indecisive schoolboy when she gets in, explaining the ins and outs of something he’s called the Billywig Bristle, promising it’s frowned on at Hogwarts but not illegal, and she supposes she could pop back out, go get her lunch as intended.

Instead, she waits. Fights the flutter of excitement in her belly when he looks her way, reins herself in enough to nod back at his acknowledgement. She refuses to let herself get all wound up at his little smile, the shy hint of one that crosses his lips whenever he knows she’s around. It means nothing, it is just a look

Re: fill: Pants Parkinson and the Hinkypuck, pg, 2/4

[curiouslyfic]

She has to wait again when the schoolboy decides he’ll take two Bristles and a Wand, then again when someone stops in with a delivery, but it’s not terribly long. Gives her time to firm her resolve but not enough to make her flee. She might have done but he’d looked up at her while he’d been filling out parchmentwork and she’d been transfixed again by his smile

Re: fill: Pants Parkinson and the Hinkypuck, pg, 3/4

[curiouslyfic]

He’s found her wonderful things. Parchment that turns Howler all on its own, robes that disappear when the wearer is embarrassed - Blaise would find a way to turn that into getting laid - and a scarf that sings Quidditch fight songs when it’s worn inside. There’s a desk blotter that translates anything set down on it into Mermish and a quill and ink set that turns anything at all into Celestina Warbeck lyrics, which Pansy thinks would make Draco spare in a minute, and a dozen more things that make her smile

Re: fill: Pants Parkinson and the Hinkypuck, pg, 4/4

[curiouslyfic]

“Hovers?” She’s grown used to explosions of colours and sounds, of drastic things that take effect immediately and spark a laugh. Hovering seems rather sedate for him