Drabbles and a plea for help
My queerditch_pub's drabbles, afternoon round.
How could he do it? Right when Bill was sucking his cock like his life depended on it? How could Remus do such a thing?
It was forgivable the first time, albeit grudgingly. Maybe it was a slip of a tongue, pun intended.
The second time was a hit directly in his pride. Was he not good enough for Remus to forget that someone? The third time, well. Simply put, if Remus had uttered the name a little more loudly and if the person wasn't already a dead man, Bill would be kissing a Dementor right now rather than kissing Remus.
Not that he wanted to, mind. He was certainly much more agreeable to rearranging it. With his wand or fist. He wasn't real picky about the method, just the end results. But Remus only had to stare and he couldn't fight with that.
He was such a pussy. Whipped one too.
So with all that that had happened, it was a shock to them both when they uttered the same name at the same time when they came.
Their relationship was all about understanding and forgiveness. It had been that way since they were young. She understood he had not meant to push her and break her arm but forgave him with hugs when he apologized so solemnly. They both understood the other was different in some ways and forgave each other for wishing otherwise, to be able to fit in.
He understood that she was only kidding when teasing him about the various things everyone teased him about and forgave her anyway even when she did not know it had hurt him so nor had she apologized.
He too understood she needed him to protect her in her first year and she forgave him when he failed her. He never could forgive himself though.
Later, she understood what the feelings she had meant, what the itching in her blood meant and that she needed him in an more than brotherly unconventional manner and tried to tell him, to get reciprocration from him.
She too understood that she would never mean to him what he meant to her and he forgave her for hating him. Yet, she couldn't forgive him for rejecting her the way he did and hated him for that.
He understood and forgave.
But neither could forget.
Remus did not mean to tell James anything. He had not even intended to spill the secret he had been harbouring for so long. Even though they had been friends for so long, Remus had never been comfortable enough to open up to James. It wasn't James' fault, of course. He just had an issue about people. Telling them things meant you had to put your trust in them, to not exploit your weakness or to ruin your plans. But people were fallible.
But James was different. He knew Remus' dark secret and didn't even disapprove nor shun him. He didn't like the fact that James trusted others with his secret without informing him but at least it worked out fine.
James with the green eyes, always happy and trustworthy. Never failing him once. God, he loved him!
So tonight, he would tell James and hoped he feels the same.
Sitting there, gathering his courage. Just James and him alone. He could do it.
"James, I have something I have to tell you. I'm in love with - Sirius! What are you doing here?
James beamed. "Really? Because I know a certain someone who feels the same way too!" He nudged Sirius who almost blushed.
Remus smiled calmly but inside....
Now that's a secret he'd never tell.
"Move up, Weasley!"
"I'm already up here, git. Where else am I to go?"
"Goddamnit, I meant you, Potter!"
"Sheesh. Don't get your frilly knickers in a twist, Draco. And maybe if you call the right name..."
"Just shut up and suck."
Pause.
"Why are none of you doing anything? Do I have to do everything around here, including sucking my own cock?"
"Well, Malfoy, it would be so nice of you if you could mention who is it you want sucking that great, big cock of yours." Harry's drawl a spot-on imitation of Draco's with breathy emphasis on "great" and "big".
"And while you're at that, maybe if you could specify what you want sucked." Ron added snidely, crossing his arms for effect.
"Or maybe remember the right name."
Draco looked like he was going to burst a blood vessel, what with his veins bulging like that.
"That's it! Dumb and dumber, get out now! No sex with me til both of you shuts up."
"He used a Muggle reference!" Harry crowed then continued, "My boy. All grown up!" Sniffs.
A door slammed after two bodies hit the wall facing it.
"I blame you for this, you realize?" Ron said as he dusted himself off.
"What? It's definitely not my fault, Malfoy."
Ron stared. "NO NOOKIE FOR YOU TIL YOU GET THE RIGHT NAME!"
The two drabbles in the post below this was a little Queerditch After Hours specials by a few of us who still wanted to write more. The prompts were happily offered and thought of by alittlewhisper. Go read the prompts, they are just lovely!
Anyway, sorry if I have been MIA lately (btw, link me to any important thing you want me to see. This is so I don't need to skip 1500. *g*) My computer's hard drive just crashed on me two weeks ago thereabouts. I just got it back last Thursday and it took me this long to get it up and running properly. So I need all of YOUR help greatly. It would take me too long to download all my fave songs and the silence when I use the comp is killing me. Send me any songs that you think are my favourite or your favourite, that I might enjoy or something you've been dying to recommend to someone. Anything, people! *begs* Thanks waaaay in advance.
So what have you all been up to?
How could he do it? Right when Bill was sucking his cock like his life depended on it? How could Remus do such a thing?
It was forgivable the first time, albeit grudgingly. Maybe it was a slip of a tongue, pun intended.
The second time was a hit directly in his pride. Was he not good enough for Remus to forget that someone? The third time, well. Simply put, if Remus had uttered the name a little more loudly and if the person wasn't already a dead man, Bill would be kissing a Dementor right now rather than kissing Remus.
Not that he wanted to, mind. He was certainly much more agreeable to rearranging it. With his wand or fist. He wasn't real picky about the method, just the end results. But Remus only had to stare and he couldn't fight with that.
He was such a pussy. Whipped one too.
So with all that that had happened, it was a shock to them both when they uttered the same name at the same time when they came.
Their relationship was all about understanding and forgiveness. It had been that way since they were young. She understood he had not meant to push her and break her arm but forgave him with hugs when he apologized so solemnly. They both understood the other was different in some ways and forgave each other for wishing otherwise, to be able to fit in.
He understood that she was only kidding when teasing him about the various things everyone teased him about and forgave her anyway even when she did not know it had hurt him so nor had she apologized.
He too understood she needed him to protect her in her first year and she forgave him when he failed her. He never could forgive himself though.
Later, she understood what the feelings she had meant, what the itching in her blood meant and that she needed him in an more than brotherly unconventional manner and tried to tell him, to get reciprocration from him.
She too understood that she would never mean to him what he meant to her and he forgave her for hating him. Yet, she couldn't forgive him for rejecting her the way he did and hated him for that.
He understood and forgave.
But neither could forget.
Remus did not mean to tell James anything. He had not even intended to spill the secret he had been harbouring for so long. Even though they had been friends for so long, Remus had never been comfortable enough to open up to James. It wasn't James' fault, of course. He just had an issue about people. Telling them things meant you had to put your trust in them, to not exploit your weakness or to ruin your plans. But people were fallible.
But James was different. He knew Remus' dark secret and didn't even disapprove nor shun him. He didn't like the fact that James trusted others with his secret without informing him but at least it worked out fine.
James with the green eyes, always happy and trustworthy. Never failing him once. God, he loved him!
So tonight, he would tell James and hoped he feels the same.
Sitting there, gathering his courage. Just James and him alone. He could do it.
"James, I have something I have to tell you. I'm in love with - Sirius! What are you doing here?
James beamed. "Really? Because I know a certain someone who feels the same way too!" He nudged Sirius who almost blushed.
Remus smiled calmly but inside....
Now that's a secret he'd never tell.
"Move up, Weasley!"
"I'm already up here, git. Where else am I to go?"
"Goddamnit, I meant you, Potter!"
"Sheesh. Don't get your frilly knickers in a twist, Draco. And maybe if you call the right name..."
"Just shut up and suck."
Pause.
"Why are none of you doing anything? Do I have to do everything around here, including sucking my own cock?"
"Well, Malfoy, it would be so nice of you if you could mention who is it you want sucking that great, big cock of yours." Harry's drawl a spot-on imitation of Draco's with breathy emphasis on "great" and "big".
"And while you're at that, maybe if you could specify what you want sucked." Ron added snidely, crossing his arms for effect.
"Or maybe remember the right name."
Draco looked like he was going to burst a blood vessel, what with his veins bulging like that.
"That's it! Dumb and dumber, get out now! No sex with me til both of you shuts up."
"He used a Muggle reference!" Harry crowed then continued, "My boy. All grown up!" Sniffs.
A door slammed after two bodies hit the wall facing it.
"I blame you for this, you realize?" Ron said as he dusted himself off.
"What? It's definitely not my fault, Malfoy."
Ron stared. "NO NOOKIE FOR YOU TIL YOU GET THE RIGHT NAME!"
The two drabbles in the post below this was a little Queerditch After Hours specials by a few of us who still wanted to write more. The prompts were happily offered and thought of by alittlewhisper. Go read the prompts, they are just lovely!
Anyway, sorry if I have been MIA lately (btw, link me to any important thing you want me to see. This is so I don't need to skip 1500. *g*) My computer's hard drive just crashed on me two weeks ago thereabouts. I just got it back last Thursday and it took me this long to get it up and running properly. So I need all of YOUR help greatly. It would take me too long to download all my fave songs and the silence when I use the comp is killing me. Send me any songs that you think are my favourite or your favourite, that I might enjoy or something you've been dying to recommend to someone. Anything, people! *begs* Thanks waaaay in advance.
So what have you all been up to?