Ficlet: Nine Crimes (Draco/Rose, 7/13)
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Title: Nine Crimes
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Rose Weasley
Prompt: the decline of all things
Rating: R
Word Count: 242
Summary: Draco and Rose are trapped in someone else's plan for revenge.
Link to Prompt Table: Here
Warnings: Abuse of power, dub-con, infidelity, invasion of privacy, language, some sexual content and (highlight for spoiler)minor character death in later chapters.
Notes: Thanks to
queenb23more for the beta! Also, I spell it Asteria because that's how JKR spelled it on the Weasley Family Tree.
last time you scratched at my door
Draco picked up the silver flask, turning it in his hands and listening to the liquid move around inside. He had enough for one more visit. Sighing, he set it down on the counter. What he should do was just lock himself up in the shop for the weekend and work on the various projects that needed doing. It would be the prudent thing to do.
With a glance at the time, he decided to lock up and call it a day. It was a few minutes early but there hadn't been customers in nearly an hour. He had just turned the lock and did the charms when there was a knock at the door.
He didn't have to look to know who it was.
And she didn't bother with an excuse. “May I come in?”
What he should do was call her a dirty-blooded little whore and warn her that if she didn't want her husband to know, she would never come back here before slamming the door in her face.
Draco moved aside to let her enter.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Rose Weasley
Prompt: the decline of all things
Rating: R
Word Count: 242
Summary: Draco and Rose are trapped in someone else's plan for revenge.
Link to Prompt Table: Here
Warnings: Abuse of power, dub-con, infidelity, invasion of privacy, language, some sexual content and (highlight for spoiler)minor character death in later chapters.
Notes: Thanks to
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Draco picked up the silver flask, turning it in his hands and listening to the liquid move around inside. He had enough for one more visit. Sighing, he set it down on the counter. What he should do was just lock himself up in the shop for the weekend and work on the various projects that needed doing. It would be the prudent thing to do.
With a glance at the time, he decided to lock up and call it a day. It was a few minutes early but there hadn't been customers in nearly an hour. He had just turned the lock and did the charms when there was a knock at the door.
He didn't have to look to know who it was.
And she didn't bother with an excuse. “May I come in?”
What he should do was call her a dirty-blooded little whore and warn her that if she didn't want her husband to know, she would never come back here before slamming the door in her face.
Draco moved aside to let her enter.