Say It Ain't So!
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,416
Reviews:
28
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 06
Title: Say It Ain’t So!
Author: Reyn
Rating: M cuz I said so.
Disclaimer: Jest cause I play with them doesn’t mean I own them.
Warnings: attack on Christmas with the Malfoys and the extreme OOCness of the world
Author’s Note: What I should be saying here is already stated in the first line. YaY!
Chapter 6
“MERRY CHRISTMAS!”
“Holy fucking hell!!
Harry lowered his arms in confusion and looked down at his boyfriend, who had scrambled back on to his bed, covers in hand as if ready to dive under them.
“What, aren’t you glad to see me?” the Gryffindor asked.
“Potter! What the HELL are you doing in my bedroom?!?” Draco demanded to know, unable to look very threatening in his cashmere wool candy cane pajamas.
“I’m your Christmas present!” Harry happily announced, brushing a stray bit of ribbon off his shoulder from when he had jumped out of the wrapped box. “See, I even come with instructions.”
Crawling forward to snatch the parchment from his lover’s outstretched hand, Draco proceeded to read:
“Congratulations! You are now the proud owner of the infamous Harry Potter, the one of a kind man who has captured the hearts of many. Hold him, kiss him, ravish him, dominate him, do whatever you please, but never, never, leave him alone if you choose to take a holiday-” Draco crumpled the paper into a ball. “You need to leave.”
“What? Why? I can’t leave! Do you have any idea how much trouble I went through in the first place to get here!”
“If my father finds out you’re here-”
“I shipped myself in this box!”
“Hell, if my mother finds out you’re here-!”
“It took six albatrosses to get me here!”
“You’ll be dead! In more ways than one!!”
“SIX! That wasn’t exactly cheap, you know!”
A knock sounded at the door. “Draco, darling? Are you awake?”
“Shit! Er…yes, Mother!” Draco said, scrambling up and grabbing Harry by the wrist, dragging him over the balcony window and pulling it open. “I’ll be down in just a moment!”
With that, the infamous, one of a kind Harry Potter found himself being unceremoniously tossed out of a third story window, only to land in a mass of gardenia bushes down below.
Apparently, mixing Operation F.U.C.K.M.E.F.A.I.T.H. with Christmas wasn’t such a good idea. Maybe he should have taken the blonde’s hint and stuck with getting him those grovaire stones instead…
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Author: Reyn
Rating: M cuz I said so.
Disclaimer: Jest cause I play with them doesn’t mean I own them.
Warnings: attack on Christmas with the Malfoys and the extreme OOCness of the world
Author’s Note: What I should be saying here is already stated in the first line. YaY!
Chapter 6
“MERRY CHRISTMAS!”
“Holy fucking hell!!
Harry lowered his arms in confusion and looked down at his boyfriend, who had scrambled back on to his bed, covers in hand as if ready to dive under them.
“What, aren’t you glad to see me?” the Gryffindor asked.
“Potter! What the HELL are you doing in my bedroom?!?” Draco demanded to know, unable to look very threatening in his cashmere wool candy cane pajamas.
“I’m your Christmas present!” Harry happily announced, brushing a stray bit of ribbon off his shoulder from when he had jumped out of the wrapped box. “See, I even come with instructions.”
Crawling forward to snatch the parchment from his lover’s outstretched hand, Draco proceeded to read:
“Congratulations! You are now the proud owner of the infamous Harry Potter, the one of a kind man who has captured the hearts of many. Hold him, kiss him, ravish him, dominate him, do whatever you please, but never, never, leave him alone if you choose to take a holiday-” Draco crumpled the paper into a ball. “You need to leave.”
“What? Why? I can’t leave! Do you have any idea how much trouble I went through in the first place to get here!”
“If my father finds out you’re here-”
“I shipped myself in this box!”
“Hell, if my mother finds out you’re here-!”
“It took six albatrosses to get me here!”
“You’ll be dead! In more ways than one!!”
“SIX! That wasn’t exactly cheap, you know!”
A knock sounded at the door. “Draco, darling? Are you awake?”
“Shit! Er…yes, Mother!” Draco said, scrambling up and grabbing Harry by the wrist, dragging him over the balcony window and pulling it open. “I’ll be down in just a moment!”
With that, the infamous, one of a kind Harry Potter found himself being unceremoniously tossed out of a third story window, only to land in a mass of gardenia bushes down below.
Apparently, mixing Operation F.U.C.K.M.E.F.A.I.T.H. with Christmas wasn’t such a good idea. Maybe he should have taken the blonde’s hint and stuck with getting him those grovaire stones instead…
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