The Little Pet
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
8,779
Reviews:
63
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.
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to J.K Rowling.
Thank you svirelka for beta'ing
The Little Pet
Chapter IV
If I ever get out of here alive, get back to my original form, get my wand back, then I am so going to hex Potter.
How can he do this to me? I’ve never been this embarrassed in my whole life, and I am never embarrassed! Never!
Why, why couldn’t he just figure out that when somebody is hiding under a bed that person does not wish to come out!
But no! Slow-Potter’s brain doesn’t work that way, Slow-Potter think that it’s funny to play with the kitten (His words, not mine!)
I mean how low is it to tempt me with a shoelace (a fucking shoelace!) and I was tempted too! God I’ll never forget that weird feeling. He was dragging it along the floor in fast motions, and… and I just couldn’t tear my eyes from it! But I tried! I did!
But I still have some dignity left. Yes sir, because the idiot actually tried to grab me at first. Ha! I am a Malfoy and a Malfoy does not get grabbed by some dirty little half-blood muggle lover. No sir, never ever and so on.
And whatever you may call it; I am not being grabbed right now. No I am just…um… A little tired now and decided to regain my strength for a moment. Yes, that is it.
It is not my fault that the most comfortable place to rest on is Potter’s stomach. Nope, it is certainly not my fault. The bed is very uncomfortable thank you, and I refuse to rest on the floor like some inferior being. I leave that for mudbloods.
And well, Potter’s breathing is rather calming. Not that I am affected by it, no I hate his breathing and I would gladly put a stop to his breathing. Just… not right now.
And his hand… well normally he does not have my permission to touch me, but since he is scratching me behind my ears I’ll let it pass this time.
I think Potter is talking, but who cares about him, I have more important matters to deal with.
Like me.
How am I going to get out of here? The door is out of question if someone does not open it for me and the window- oh right there! No not there you’re stupid nitwit! Higher!
Shit! His whole bloody chest is shaking! Stop chuckling damn it!
“You really like to be scratched behind your ears huh?”
No, of course I don’t! Why the hell would I do that? I’m not some disgusting animal for Merlin’s sake! I’m just in the shape of a cat for the moment but that does not change my perfectly controlled image.
He should be so grateful for being able to touch me without being cursed into next year! It is a privilege to touch a great Malfoy heir.
“You know, it is really relaxing to hear you purr”.
…what?!
~TBC~
Author:
Well as you see I chose to continue this fic after all. I’m not that content with this chapter though, but I will put some more effort in the next one.
Thank you for reading. ^_^ Please review.
Thank you svirelka for beta'ing
Chapter IV
If I ever get out of here alive, get back to my original form, get my wand back, then I am so going to hex Potter.
How can he do this to me? I’ve never been this embarrassed in my whole life, and I am never embarrassed! Never!
Why, why couldn’t he just figure out that when somebody is hiding under a bed that person does not wish to come out!
But no! Slow-Potter’s brain doesn’t work that way, Slow-Potter think that it’s funny to play with the kitten (His words, not mine!)
I mean how low is it to tempt me with a shoelace (a fucking shoelace!) and I was tempted too! God I’ll never forget that weird feeling. He was dragging it along the floor in fast motions, and… and I just couldn’t tear my eyes from it! But I tried! I did!
But I still have some dignity left. Yes sir, because the idiot actually tried to grab me at first. Ha! I am a Malfoy and a Malfoy does not get grabbed by some dirty little half-blood muggle lover. No sir, never ever and so on.
And whatever you may call it; I am not being grabbed right now. No I am just…um… A little tired now and decided to regain my strength for a moment. Yes, that is it.
It is not my fault that the most comfortable place to rest on is Potter’s stomach. Nope, it is certainly not my fault. The bed is very uncomfortable thank you, and I refuse to rest on the floor like some inferior being. I leave that for mudbloods.
And well, Potter’s breathing is rather calming. Not that I am affected by it, no I hate his breathing and I would gladly put a stop to his breathing. Just… not right now.
And his hand… well normally he does not have my permission to touch me, but since he is scratching me behind my ears I’ll let it pass this time.
I think Potter is talking, but who cares about him, I have more important matters to deal with.
Like me.
How am I going to get out of here? The door is out of question if someone does not open it for me and the window- oh right there! No not there you’re stupid nitwit! Higher!
Shit! His whole bloody chest is shaking! Stop chuckling damn it!
“You really like to be scratched behind your ears huh?”
No, of course I don’t! Why the hell would I do that? I’m not some disgusting animal for Merlin’s sake! I’m just in the shape of a cat for the moment but that does not change my perfectly controlled image.
He should be so grateful for being able to touch me without being cursed into next year! It is a privilege to touch a great Malfoy heir.
“You know, it is really relaxing to hear you purr”.
…what?!
Author:
Well as you see I chose to continue this fic after all. I’m not that content with this chapter though, but I will put some more effort in the next one.
Thank you for reading. ^_^ Please review.