fic: draco's wand
Title: Draco's wand
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word count: 100 (extended version: 198)
Rating: PG for innuendo
Prompt: 'That's my wand you're holding, Potter' for enchanted-jae's August Monthly Drabble Challenge #18.
Summary: Draco embarrasses himself in front of muggles.
"You're joking, right?"
"Of course I'm not. The muggle way."
"I think not. Give it back."
"Hmm. No."
Draco Malfoy pursed his mouth up and puffed, blowing his hair out of his eyes, and planted his rather handsome hands on his rather distinguished hips. Rather than looking particularly awed, Harry snorted at him, and turned his back, running down the length of the park.
"That's my wand you're holding, Potter!" hollered Draco rather loudly. Several aghast mothers looked up from their babies at this comment, and Harry broke down into a cross between a chuckle, a snort, and a smirk.
The long version:
"You're joking, right?"
"Of course I'm not. The muggle way."
"I think not. Give it back."
"Hmm. No."
Draco Malfoy pursed his mouth up and puffed, blowing his hair out of his eyes, and planted his rather handsome hands on his rather distinguished hips. Rather than looking particularly awed, Harry snorted at him, and turned his back, running down the length of the park.
"That's my wand you're holding, Potter!" hollered Draco rather loudly. Several aghast mothers looked up from their babies at this comment, clapping their hands over older offspring's ears, and Harry broke down into a cross between a chuckle, a snort, and a smirk.
Draco was not amused, and chased after Harry. However, Harry was laughing far too much to do anything more than stagger a few steps, and tumbled over and Draco tackled him. "Oof!"
With the weight of Harry crumpling onto Draco's leg, the blond went down too. "Ow!" Taking advantage of this momentary lapse of a angry-Draco into a pouty-Draco, Harry pulled his limbs to himself again, and ran off.
Leaving Draco's wand in Draco's hand, he yelled in full view of the concerned mothers, "Don't want your wand any more, Malfoy!"
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Word count: 100 (extended version: 198)
Rating: PG for innuendo
Prompt: 'That's my wand you're holding, Potter' for enchanted-jae's August Monthly Drabble Challenge #18.
Summary: Draco embarrasses himself in front of muggles.
"You're joking, right?"
"Of course I'm not. The muggle way."
"I think not. Give it back."
"Hmm. No."
Draco Malfoy pursed his mouth up and puffed, blowing his hair out of his eyes, and planted his rather handsome hands on his rather distinguished hips. Rather than looking particularly awed, Harry snorted at him, and turned his back, running down the length of the park.
"That's my wand you're holding, Potter!" hollered Draco rather loudly. Several aghast mothers looked up from their babies at this comment, and Harry broke down into a cross between a chuckle, a snort, and a smirk.
The long version:
"You're joking, right?"
"Of course I'm not. The muggle way."
"I think not. Give it back."
"Hmm. No."
Draco Malfoy pursed his mouth up and puffed, blowing his hair out of his eyes, and planted his rather handsome hands on his rather distinguished hips. Rather than looking particularly awed, Harry snorted at him, and turned his back, running down the length of the park.
"That's my wand you're holding, Potter!" hollered Draco rather loudly. Several aghast mothers looked up from their babies at this comment, clapping their hands over older offspring's ears, and Harry broke down into a cross between a chuckle, a snort, and a smirk.
Draco was not amused, and chased after Harry. However, Harry was laughing far too much to do anything more than stagger a few steps, and tumbled over and Draco tackled him. "Oof!"
With the weight of Harry crumpling onto Draco's leg, the blond went down too. "Ow!" Taking advantage of this momentary lapse of a angry-Draco into a pouty-Draco, Harry pulled his limbs to himself again, and ran off.
Leaving Draco's wand in Draco's hand, he yelled in full view of the concerned mothers, "Don't want your wand any more, Malfoy!"