Day 2 may madness
Title: A Funny Thing Happened Between the Gryffindors and the Sytherins Part 2
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco, Hermione/Millicent mentioned
Word Count: 514
Rating: R
Warnings: Unbeta'd, Sex between men
Challenge: mentions of narratophilia
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
Harry watched as Pansy launched into a completely animated conversation with Draco. Ron’s arm draped protectively over her shoulder. Someone, probably Seamus, ordered another round of drinks and another toast was proposed to the happy couple. He gazed around the table. Quite a sight, all these Gryffindors and Sytherins together.
After the war, the Ravenclaws did what they always did kept to the path with their books and learning and the Hufflepuffs did what one of Sirius’ old records said they ‘keep on keepin’ on’ the Hufflepuff thing. It was the Gryffindors and Slytherins who struggled to find their feet, in some ways they were far too much alike which was probably the reason for their intense rivalry. Hermione was the first to crack the Gryffindor/Slytherin relationship code, naturally.
Harry had invited his friends to an open house after he finished removing the doom, gloom and other true hazards from Grimmauld Place. Hermione had requested that he invite Millicent Bulstrode, she and Ron had called it quits awhile back so he did. She accepted the invitation and show up with Pansy Parkinson in tow. A smile cracked his lips even now. It had ended up being quite a night.
It turned out that gay men weren’t the only ones who snogged and put their hands into each other’s respective pants whilst in a closet. Harry had discovered Hermione and Millicent mid-grope in his front hall closet while he was looking for the extra bags of crisps. He told them it was a new millennium and they didn’t have to remain in the closet, and closed the door with a huge smile. The two women appeared later, rumpled and flushed with ridiculous grins on their faces. They’d been together ever since. Ron and Pansy had spent the entire evening spitting at each other like angry cats between shots as they played a Muggle drinking game.
Harry glanced around the table. Hermione and Millicent were sitting next to each other, each having a different conversation, their arms pressed tightly together and their fingers intertwined.
“Potter! What are you playing at?” Draco’s voice hissed in his ear.
“What do you mean?” Harry asked just loud enough to be heard.
Draco jerked his head toward his left shoulder. “The loo.”
“Oh, Hermione said we had unresolved sexual tension.”
“What?!”
“Unresolved sexual tension, it’s a thing apparently.” Harry noted.
Draco huffed. “I do not have that!”
“Obviously!” Harry grinned and winked. “I remember taking it all down my throat.”
“But you...well you didn’t…” Malfoy stuttered.
“Don’t I know it! But we’re not causing a scene yet so it kind of worked.”
“I most certainly did not work!”
“Oh, do you need another go?” Harry asked and moved to stand.
“That’s completely beside the point!” Malfoy snarled.
“Is it?” Harry smirked.
Malfoy threw up his hands. “Does anyone else need a drink?”
Harry shook his head. Twice was definitely not going to be enough, it was going to be a long night of wanking and he might just have to crack open that new erotic audio book he bought yesterday.
Characters or Pairing: Harry/Draco, Hermione/Millicent mentioned
Word Count: 514
Rating: R
Warnings: Unbeta'd, Sex between men
Challenge: mentions of narratophilia
Author's Notes: This one might have legs…
Harry watched as Pansy launched into a completely animated conversation with Draco. Ron’s arm draped protectively over her shoulder. Someone, probably Seamus, ordered another round of drinks and another toast was proposed to the happy couple. He gazed around the table. Quite a sight, all these Gryffindors and Sytherins together.
After the war, the Ravenclaws did what they always did kept to the path with their books and learning and the Hufflepuffs did what one of Sirius’ old records said they ‘keep on keepin’ on’ the Hufflepuff thing. It was the Gryffindors and Slytherins who struggled to find their feet, in some ways they were far too much alike which was probably the reason for their intense rivalry. Hermione was the first to crack the Gryffindor/Slytherin relationship code, naturally.
Harry had invited his friends to an open house after he finished removing the doom, gloom and other true hazards from Grimmauld Place. Hermione had requested that he invite Millicent Bulstrode, she and Ron had called it quits awhile back so he did. She accepted the invitation and show up with Pansy Parkinson in tow. A smile cracked his lips even now. It had ended up being quite a night.
It turned out that gay men weren’t the only ones who snogged and put their hands into each other’s respective pants whilst in a closet. Harry had discovered Hermione and Millicent mid-grope in his front hall closet while he was looking for the extra bags of crisps. He told them it was a new millennium and they didn’t have to remain in the closet, and closed the door with a huge smile. The two women appeared later, rumpled and flushed with ridiculous grins on their faces. They’d been together ever since. Ron and Pansy had spent the entire evening spitting at each other like angry cats between shots as they played a Muggle drinking game.
Harry glanced around the table. Hermione and Millicent were sitting next to each other, each having a different conversation, their arms pressed tightly together and their fingers intertwined.
“Potter! What are you playing at?” Draco’s voice hissed in his ear.
“What do you mean?” Harry asked just loud enough to be heard.
Draco jerked his head toward his left shoulder. “The loo.”
“Oh, Hermione said we had unresolved sexual tension.”
“What?!”
“Unresolved sexual tension, it’s a thing apparently.” Harry noted.
Draco huffed. “I do not have that!”
“Obviously!” Harry grinned and winked. “I remember taking it all down my throat.”
“But you...well you didn’t…” Malfoy stuttered.
“Don’t I know it! But we’re not causing a scene yet so it kind of worked.”
“I most certainly did not work!”
“Oh, do you need another go?” Harry asked and moved to stand.
“That’s completely beside the point!” Malfoy snarled.
“Is it?” Harry smirked.
Malfoy threw up his hands. “Does anyone else need a drink?”
Harry shook his head. Twice was definitely not going to be enough, it was going to be a long night of wanking and he might just have to crack open that new erotic audio book he bought yesterday.