Aaand... breathe! aka Drabble Day Wraps Up

[kinky-kneazle.livejournal.com]

That's 24 hours of drabbling coming to a close. Thank you to everyone who has written something and who has kept me company for my birthday over in chatzy.

As usual, the wrap-up will not be done for at least another 24 hours, so keep drabbling, and your work will be included in the wrap-up post! There are still heaps of people diligently writing in srs!Chatzy, and we'd love to have your company.


Prompt 1 - Billywig (BOB Bonus Prompt)
Prompt 2 - Cake
Prompt 3 – Opposite
Prompt 4 - Cooking
Prompt 5 – Fountain Pen
Prompt 6 – Question
Prompt 7 – Horoscope
Prompt 8 – Obsessed
Prompt 9 – Snidget (BOB Bonus Prompt)
Prompt 10 – Icon Round
Prompt 11 – courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow."
Prompt 12 – And you, Sir, You're very attractive therefore, I will stare at you.
Prompt 13 – Rain
Prompt 14 – Amnesia
Prompt 15 – Restraint
Prompt 16 - Eye contact
Prompt 17 – Morning After
Prompt 18 – When we first met, I had no idea how important you would be to me
Prompt 19 – Honeymoon
Prompt 20 – Hinkypunk(BOB Bonus Prompt)
Prompt 21 – Tropical Treehouse
Prompt 22 – Court
Prompt 23 – Cute Boys Kissing
Prompt 24 - Acromantula (BOB Bonus Prompt)


A Note About BOB BOB Bonus prompts can be filled anytime up until I do the wrap-up, which will be in approximately thirty hours time. Again, please do not count the bonus points for filling these prompts in any other check-in. However, do remember to include words written and finishing bonuses in your Bonus Day and regular check-ins.

Thank you again for a wonderful day! You are all the best people in the world ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Comments

[kitty_fic]

Love you bb! I enjoyed spending the day with you! <3

[imera.livejournal.com]

It would really suck for me if I was not able to write the rest because I live where I live, when I went to bed last night there were only 18 prompts posted :P

[icicle33]

You're so sweet. I'm glad I got to chat with you and everyone else in the chatzy room. = D

[sesheta-66.livejournal.com]

Here are the first seven four (it wouldn't let me post seven) for me - I want to post them all at once on my LJ, as it's one story broken down into sections by prompt (and no worries, they aren't NC-17):

Drabble Day Prompts:

1. Billywig

Draco stopped short as Potter entered his apothecary. The hairs on the back of his neck prickled to life.

"Auror Potter, I assure you I have not broken any laws, so if you'll just be on your way --"

"I'm here for some Billywig stinger powder."

Draco stared. What could Potter possibly want with that? "Why?"

Potter blinked. "For a potion. Obviously."

Draco snorted. "The only potions that use Billywig powder are ridiculously difficult to make. And ... well, as you may recall, we were in the same Potions class in school."

Potter pouted but said nothing. Draco resisted the urge to laugh.

"If you'll just tell me what potion it is you need, perhaps I can provide you with the finished product."

Potter ran his hand through his hair, a motion that transported Draco back to their school days. "I ... I have nightmares."

Draco nodded. "Don't we all?"

"Never mind." Potter turned to leave.

"Wait," Draco said, surprised at the anger in Potter's voice. "I didn't mean anything. Just ... well ... I can relate. I have nightmares too. I'd be surprised if someone survived the war without."

Potter considered Draco for a moment before nodding. "Can you help me?"

"I have a tonic in the back."

As Draco watched Potter leave his shop, he wondered what had caused the man to choose his shop.


2. Cake

"Happy Birthday!" Hermione ushered in the cake with an out of tune but enthusiastic song. Harry smiled despite himself

He blew out the candles, his only wish that he might finally be able to move on without decade old nightmares haunting him for the rest of his life.

3. Opposite

Thoughts of Potter haunted Draco for days. The man who'd walked into his shop had surprised him, and had struck him as nearly the opposite of the public Auror.

Potter had done well for himself after Hogwarts. He'd been recruited directly into the Auror training program, and he'd had numerous high-profile successes under his belt since joining. He'd received promotions and accolades and was rumoured to be the next Head Auror.

But he hadn't pretended with Draco. He'd admitted he needed help, and he'd accepted it from Draco of all people.

The man remained a mystery.

4. Cooking

Harry breathed in the aroma of onions and butter as they sizzled in the pan. He smiled. Nothing relaxed him quite like cooking. Strange, that, since his first experiences with the culinary arts had been at his Aunt Petunia's hand - hardly a pleasurable experience.

But at some point over the years, he'd managed to draw pleasure from the experience. It might have had something to do with the genuine appreciation he received from those he cooked for.

Unbidden, the image of Malfoy at his table, partaking in a meal Harry had made, came to mind.

Harry frowned, wondering where on earth that thought had come from.

[sesheta-66.livejournal.com]

Next three ...

5. Picture of pen & journal

Draco put down his pen - a gift from Pansy last Christmas and a considerably less cumbersome instrument than his usual quill. He stared at the blank page of his journal in frustration.

His mind refused to cooperate, thoughts of Potter invading his consciousness and interfering with his concentration like they hadn't done since school.

6. Question

"Are you okay, Harry?"

He considered Hermione's question for a while before responding. "I suppose."

"You seem to be better lately; at least you seem more well-rested."

"Yeah, I've been getting more sleep."

"But you seem preoccupied."

Harry nodded. He was nearly out of the tonic Malfoy had given him, and had delayed long enough. He was avoiding returning, but had to go back. Sure, he could have gone elsewhere, but for some reason he trusted Malfoy. He had no reason to, but there it was. The last thing he needed was anyone to get word that he needed a potion to get him through his days.

7. Horoscope

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose. "You aren't actually taking her seriously."

"She said that I would find success if I went to France."

"Pansy, you do realise that divination is not reliable, right? I mean it's little better than Muggles relying on horoscopes."

She waved his words away. "Well, obviously. But still, it's Paris. You know I've always adored the city."

He rolled his eyes. "But your life is here."

She smiled. "I'll miss you too, darling." She touched a hand to his cheek. "But I'll only be a Floo call away."

"How will I ever get through Mother's Sunday brunches without you?"

"You'll just have to find yourself the perfect man to accompany you. One who has the strength to stand up to Narcissa's scrutiny. Perhaps a strong Auror type?"

His eyes widened briefly. "Oh shut it, you."

She laughed. "I'll write you with my Floo coordinates soon."

[sesheta-66.livejournal.com]

8. Obsessed

Harry finally relented and returned to Malfoy's shop.

"Cutting it a little close, aren't you?" Malfoy said by greeting.

Harry blinked in confusion. "What?"

"The tonic. I gave you two weeks' worth, which would mean you'll have used the last dose yesterday."

Harry smirked. "Do you keep track of all your customers' purchases so diligently?"

Malfoy lifted his head and looked down his nose pompously, something that reminded Harry of their school days. "Do you want the potion or not?"

"Please."

Malfoy's eyes widened. "That must have hurt."

Harry snorted. "Not as much as I would have thought."

A week later, Harry found himself unable to get the snarky former Slytherin out of his mind. He knew Ron would tell him he was becoming obsessed with Malfoy all over again, just like in sixth year. Only this time, Harry had no reason for it.

Well, none that he'd share with Ron anyway.