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rarepair_shortsTitle: Halloween Chills, or a Treatise on Interhouse Relations During the Autumn Holiday Season
Character Pairing: Draco/Terry
Prompt: did you hear that?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 512
Summary: Part the Thirteenth, in which everything gets all wrapped up in a neat little Halloween bow.
Author's Notes: LAST ONE, WOO! And with only ten days to spare before Christmas, lol.
Link to Prompt Table: http://bluemermaid.livejournal.com/157934.html
And so the Halloween season came to a close, and the Hogwarts All Hallow's Eve Party ended with Draco and Terry falling asleep together in a broom cupboard, while Pansy Parkinson brooded, Michael Corner snogged Ginny Weasley, Anthony Goldstein tried to pull Padma Patil (and got a drink dumped over his head for his trouble), and everyone else in the school lived their own dramas, not caring in the slightest about the boys in the closet.
And so it went.
The next morning, classes were in session, and Draco Malfoy sat through them with his head spinning. He'd spent the night with Terry Boot, and now what was he supposed to do? He actually liked the boy, a Ravenclaw and a male and an annoying swot. Still, he wasn't nearly as bad as Potter, sitting across the room with his pathetic best friends and shooting angry looks in Draco's direction. Draco didn't even know what he'd done this time, but it didn't matter, because it was Potter and they would forever just be perpetually angry at one another. Draco scowled back at him.
Terry didn't hate Harry Potter, and Terry didn't hate Mudbloods, and Terry didn't like Severus Snape, and a million other things that should have stood between Draco and his happiness. But he didn't care. Draco Malfoy didn't care, and that was huge.
Draco stood in the middle of the Great Hall during dinner and loudly asked Terry Boot if he would accompany Draco down to the lake for an hour after eating, so that they might converse about the day's events and figure out where they stood after their date the previous evening. Terry, with his usual handsome smile, agreed.
"Did you hear that?" Pansy demanded over at the Slytherin table. "He's done it again! Draco's asked Terry out again!"
"For Merlin's sake, Pansy, shut up," said Blaise Zabini, who looked furious. "Nobody at this table cares about your shrieking hatred for anyone who dares attract Draco Malfoy's attention." The rest of the Slytherins had to agree, though some of them did so very reluctantly, afraid of Pansy's wrath as they were.
"Fine, then," Pansy said with a huff, standing up and slamming her fork down onto the table. "I won't bother you anymore about it, then. But it's just so unnatural! Draco is supposed to love me, not some Ravenclaw boy! It isn't right!"
The Slytherins ignored her. Yes, it seemed that Hogwarts as a whole didn't care about the interhouse relations of Slytherins and Ravenclaws, after all. Even, as it turned out, Michael and Anthony.
"Is Terry really going out with Draco then?" Michael asked, with a mouthful of potatoes muffling his words.
"Of course he is, where the hell have you been for the last month?" Anthony asked. "You have got to get your head out of your books, mate."
"Oh," said Michael, and went back to eating.
Later, outside, Draco shuffled his feet while Terry watched him with amusement, until they both decided to stop being prats and just start snogging.
And so it went.
Character Pairing: Draco/Terry
Prompt: did you hear that?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 512
Summary: Part the Thirteenth, in which everything gets all wrapped up in a neat little Halloween bow.
Author's Notes: LAST ONE, WOO! And with only ten days to spare before Christmas, lol.
Link to Prompt Table: http://bluemermaid.livejournal.com/157934.html
And so the Halloween season came to a close, and the Hogwarts All Hallow's Eve Party ended with Draco and Terry falling asleep together in a broom cupboard, while Pansy Parkinson brooded, Michael Corner snogged Ginny Weasley, Anthony Goldstein tried to pull Padma Patil (and got a drink dumped over his head for his trouble), and everyone else in the school lived their own dramas, not caring in the slightest about the boys in the closet.
And so it went.
The next morning, classes were in session, and Draco Malfoy sat through them with his head spinning. He'd spent the night with Terry Boot, and now what was he supposed to do? He actually liked the boy, a Ravenclaw and a male and an annoying swot. Still, he wasn't nearly as bad as Potter, sitting across the room with his pathetic best friends and shooting angry looks in Draco's direction. Draco didn't even know what he'd done this time, but it didn't matter, because it was Potter and they would forever just be perpetually angry at one another. Draco scowled back at him.
Terry didn't hate Harry Potter, and Terry didn't hate Mudbloods, and Terry didn't like Severus Snape, and a million other things that should have stood between Draco and his happiness. But he didn't care. Draco Malfoy didn't care, and that was huge.
Draco stood in the middle of the Great Hall during dinner and loudly asked Terry Boot if he would accompany Draco down to the lake for an hour after eating, so that they might converse about the day's events and figure out where they stood after their date the previous evening. Terry, with his usual handsome smile, agreed.
"Did you hear that?" Pansy demanded over at the Slytherin table. "He's done it again! Draco's asked Terry out again!"
"For Merlin's sake, Pansy, shut up," said Blaise Zabini, who looked furious. "Nobody at this table cares about your shrieking hatred for anyone who dares attract Draco Malfoy's attention." The rest of the Slytherins had to agree, though some of them did so very reluctantly, afraid of Pansy's wrath as they were.
"Fine, then," Pansy said with a huff, standing up and slamming her fork down onto the table. "I won't bother you anymore about it, then. But it's just so unnatural! Draco is supposed to love me, not some Ravenclaw boy! It isn't right!"
The Slytherins ignored her. Yes, it seemed that Hogwarts as a whole didn't care about the interhouse relations of Slytherins and Ravenclaws, after all. Even, as it turned out, Michael and Anthony.
"Is Terry really going out with Draco then?" Michael asked, with a mouthful of potatoes muffling his words.
"Of course he is, where the hell have you been for the last month?" Anthony asked. "You have got to get your head out of your books, mate."
"Oh," said Michael, and went back to eating.
Later, outside, Draco shuffled his feet while Terry watched him with amusement, until they both decided to stop being prats and just start snogging.
And so it went.
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Date: 2012-12-19 10:44 am (UTC)Good job. :) I liked... catching up to all of these, hehe...
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Date: 2012-12-19 04:28 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading all of these, I always enjoy getting comments from you. And yeah, Pansy would definitely keep being annoying and trying to break these two up! I'm sure if I were sticking to canon Draco would ruin the relationship anyway by joining the Inquisitorial Squad and breaking up the DA meetings, not to mention the whole Death Eater thing...but I prefer to pretend that doesn't happen in this version of the universe. Just lots of silly Slytherin vs Ravenclaw antics. XD