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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
2,318
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Pants
08 Pants
Pairing: H/D
Rated: R
Words: 163
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters.
Harry hopped around on one foot, the other stuck in the leg of his trousers. If they didn’t hurry, Harry’s roommates would find him and Draco in the dormitory, half dressed.
“Crap, where’s my pants?” said Draco, looking under the bed.
“How should I know?” said Harry. He finally got his trousers on and was buttoning them. “You’re the one that told me to just toss them anywhere.”
“I didn’t know that you’d take that literally,” Draco glowered.
Harry laughed as he watched Draco look under things. “I don’t think they scuttled under the furniture.”
“How’d you throw them, then?” Draco asked, agitated.
“Like this,” said Harry, and then he demonstrated how he flung Draco’s underpants over his shoulder.
“So, they should be over here,” said Draco, looking around the foot of the bed.
“They’re not there,” said Harry. “I looked.”
“Then where the hell…”
Suddenly, Harry laughed and pointed up.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Draco groaned.
They were stuck on the chandelier.
Pairing: H/D
Rated: R
Words: 163
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters.
Harry hopped around on one foot, the other stuck in the leg of his trousers. If they didn’t hurry, Harry’s roommates would find him and Draco in the dormitory, half dressed.
“Crap, where’s my pants?” said Draco, looking under the bed.
“How should I know?” said Harry. He finally got his trousers on and was buttoning them. “You’re the one that told me to just toss them anywhere.”
“I didn’t know that you’d take that literally,” Draco glowered.
Harry laughed as he watched Draco look under things. “I don’t think they scuttled under the furniture.”
“How’d you throw them, then?” Draco asked, agitated.
“Like this,” said Harry, and then he demonstrated how he flung Draco’s underpants over his shoulder.
“So, they should be over here,” said Draco, looking around the foot of the bed.
“They’re not there,” said Harry. “I looked.”
“Then where the hell…”
Suddenly, Harry laughed and pointed up.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Draco groaned.
They were stuck on the chandelier.