Silver Dripping in Sweat
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,562
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Silver Dripping in Sweat
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Chapter 1 - How Sexy is Quidditch?
"HARRY! WAKE UP YOU DOLT!"
"Wha..." you muttered.
"You do know we are playing Quidditch? Stop day dreaming and find that blasted snitch!"
You realize that the captain, Oliver, is beginning to get pissed. You shake the want to sleep off and soar to the top of the stadium. There, Malfoy, is intently looking for the snitch as well.
"Potter, do you really think YOU can find it! Ha, with my new broom your face is going to be eating my broom."
"Shut it Lizard-Face, or I'll set your broom on fire."
"Potter, Potter, and they say you never break any rules" taunted Draco.
Just then as Draco was throwing his head around like a little prat, the sun came out, catching the droplets of sweat dripping from Draco's hair. You realize your day dreaming again when the snitch zips by you. To your left Draco come in fast. He makes no attempt to stop himself as the front end of his broom hits you right in the ribs. You feel a dull crack as you begin to fall...
"IMPEDIMENTA" shrieks Madame Hooch, however she acted a little slow as you have already crumpled to the ground. You lose your head and begin to retch air. The scene around begins to fade.
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"Tsk,tsk... I thought they taught seekers to stay awake during a game!" chuckled Pompfrey.
"Mmmm... uh, what?" You begin to regain your thoughts.
"You where hit by another broom, thats what you get for not paying attention. From the looks of hit you broke three ribs and fractured your left femur. But thats why we have magic! We will have fixed in another hour or so, but I am tempted to delay your treatment to punish you for your blatant stupidity."
"HEY, so what! I was tired, its not like its my fault." You grow red in the face.
"Well from the sounds of it, someone caught your fancy in that game and you just had to drool all over them in the middle of Quidditch."
"Who said that!"
"HARRY POTTER! You would do well to understand that you are not the only wizard on the planet with eyeballs. Now go to sleep if your soooooo tired!"
With that the nurse stepped out slamming the door.
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I need comments in order to continue. All I need is one comment that states that this is a good story for this first chapter!
Sorry that it is short but its a complete thought.
EDIT: Someone asked when Oliver graduated. Well, when did Harry become captain? Was that not like in his fourth or fifth year? Well if need be I will change the caption from Oliver but for the moment it works.
Chapter 1 - How Sexy is Quidditch?
"HARRY! WAKE UP YOU DOLT!"
"Wha..." you muttered.
"You do know we are playing Quidditch? Stop day dreaming and find that blasted snitch!"
You realize that the captain, Oliver, is beginning to get pissed. You shake the want to sleep off and soar to the top of the stadium. There, Malfoy, is intently looking for the snitch as well.
"Potter, do you really think YOU can find it! Ha, with my new broom your face is going to be eating my broom."
"Shut it Lizard-Face, or I'll set your broom on fire."
"Potter, Potter, and they say you never break any rules" taunted Draco.
Just then as Draco was throwing his head around like a little prat, the sun came out, catching the droplets of sweat dripping from Draco's hair. You realize your day dreaming again when the snitch zips by you. To your left Draco come in fast. He makes no attempt to stop himself as the front end of his broom hits you right in the ribs. You feel a dull crack as you begin to fall...
"IMPEDIMENTA" shrieks Madame Hooch, however she acted a little slow as you have already crumpled to the ground. You lose your head and begin to retch air. The scene around begins to fade.
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"Tsk,tsk... I thought they taught seekers to stay awake during a game!" chuckled Pompfrey.
"Mmmm... uh, what?" You begin to regain your thoughts.
"You where hit by another broom, thats what you get for not paying attention. From the looks of hit you broke three ribs and fractured your left femur. But thats why we have magic! We will have fixed in another hour or so, but I am tempted to delay your treatment to punish you for your blatant stupidity."
"HEY, so what! I was tired, its not like its my fault." You grow red in the face.
"Well from the sounds of it, someone caught your fancy in that game and you just had to drool all over them in the middle of Quidditch."
"Who said that!"
"HARRY POTTER! You would do well to understand that you are not the only wizard on the planet with eyeballs. Now go to sleep if your soooooo tired!"
With that the nurse stepped out slamming the door.
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I need comments in order to continue. All I need is one comment that states that this is a good story for this first chapter!
Sorry that it is short but its a complete thought.
EDIT: Someone asked when Oliver graduated. Well, when did Harry become captain? Was that not like in his fourth or fifth year? Well if need be I will change the caption from Oliver but for the moment it works.