Drabble Day Prompt 12
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Rules are here, though an additional one - you don't need to stick to the drabble of the hour. Remember, there are no rules! If you want to fill prompt one minutes after I post prompt 24, then that's great!
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Date: 2011-09-17 12:24 pm (UTC)"It’s a cat," Harry answered, frowning. "I found her at the doorstep early this morning. Poor thing was starving."
Draco grimaced. The cat finally looked at him and he swore that the thing glared at him with its sharp blue eyes. "Harry, that thing isn’t staying here."
His boyfriend snorted. "Yes, she is. You can’t expect me to just throw her out, Draco."
His fists clenched and he took steps forward. "It looks like a rat." It wasn’t that he hated cats, he just didn’t trust them. Not to mention that cat that Granger had scared the willies out of him. It was bad enough seeing that ginger one when Harry dragged him over to the Weasleys, he didn’t need one in his house as well. "And it might belong to someone."
"She’s not an it, Draco," Harry huffed and wrapped his arms around the cat, bringing it against his chest. He pressed a kiss to its head, making Draco cringe. If Potter thought they were going to have a snog after he kissed that cat, he had another thing coming. "Actually, I think she might be a familiar."
"I don’t care if it ends up being a bloody witch, Potter. Its not staying here!" What he said seemed to fall on deaf ears.
Harry stood, the cat still held firmly in his arms. It hissed at Draco, making him take a step back. "Shhh, Angel."
Draco snorted. Angel? Is that the best his boyfriend could come up with? "Potter –"
"I’m going to bed," Harry interrupted, "And Angel is coming with me."
Draco sighed. He knew when he had lost. "Fine, but the thing is not sleeping next to me."
"Oh, she won’t be." The look Harry gave him made him frown. He very rarely smirked and when he did, Draco knew he had reason to be wary. Harry turned and started to walk towards the stairs. "You’re sleeping on the couch tonight."
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Date: 2011-09-17 12:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-17 08:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-18 01:18 am (UTC)Summary Rose thinks Score did something wrong. Ends up, Score did something right.
Pairing Rose/Scorpius
Word Count 200
“Familiar place, don’t you think?” Albus whispered.
Rose looked over to see if he was joking, but only saw confusion in his eyes.
“Albus, are you drunk or something? We’re at Score’s favorite hiding spot.” Rose said, talking slowly, as she would talking to a child.
At that, Albus turned to his cousin, struggling to remember.
“Are you trying to tell me he Obliviated you? I’m going to kill him this time.” Rose said, before leaving her cousin standing alone, while she all but ran to find her boyfriend.
*
“What did you do to Albus?” she hissed at him when she found him in the library.
“Rose, calm down. He saw us last night! He was looking for me, so he naturally came looking for me in my favorite hiding spot in school. Do you really want your cousin walking around with that image in his head?” Scorpius explained, trying to reason with his girlfriend.
He was right; she didn’t want that.
“Alright, okay, sorry I doubted you. Let me go fix things.”
That was all Rose said, before she ran back to Albus.
“Well, I was wrong. Of course it isn’t his spot.”
Some secrets were best kept hidden.
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Date: 2011-09-19 03:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-19 08:36 am (UTC)Thanks for commenting.
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Date: 2011-09-18 03:31 pm (UTC)None of it was familiar.
Now they stopped parading people and places and things. The doctors had accepted he would never be that person called Harry Potter again.
Until he walked in. A memory tickled like a cough at the back of his throat.
"S'ok, Harry. I'm here."
Sun-warmed skin and work-roughened hands. The smell of earth filling his nostrils as he was pressed onto a flowerbed. He didn't know a name. He wasn't sure of their relationship.
But this? This was familiar.