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07 April 2006 @ 01:24 pm
 


 
Title: Herbology Blues
Author: Chrissy (iwantasoda)
Feedback: My drug of choice.
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Word Count: 195
Rating: PG
Genre: humour
Summary: A Herbology class goes awry.
Notes: Written for 50passages #22: He picked up his shears and exhibited them as evidence.
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling pwns all.

 
          “Professor!” a voice called across the green house, “Potter cut the stem of my Venomous Teracula!” Draco complained, causing Harry’s head to snap up in shock.
          “I did no such thing!” Harry protested, he picked up his shears and exhibited them as evidence of his innocence.
          “I saw him do it,” Draco pouted as Professor Sprout walked over, examining the plant and Harry’s offered shears.
          “I didn’t touch his damned plant,” Harry retained his innocence as Professor Sprout sighed and shook her head.
          “Mr. Malfoy, get yourself another plant and stop bothering Mr. Potter,” Professor Sprout said, not in the mood to deal with the two boys.
          When the class was over, Harry grabbed Draco by the robe and pulled him behind one of the pillars. “What the hell was up with that stunt?” he growled softly, shoving Draco up against the stone pillar.
          “I was bored and I wanted to see you squirm,” Draco said nonchalantly, amused by Harry’s reaction.
          “Fucker,” Harry said, turning on his heel and starting to walk away from Draco.
          Draco grabbed Harry’s arm, kissing him roughly. “See you around Potter,” he said walking towards the dungeons, leaving Harry speechless
 
 
 
Anoriellanoriell on April 7th, 2006 06:43 pm (UTC)
Gah! Short but so damn affecting! There's just something about being provoked into a quick and rough exchange (in this case, a kiss).

Great dialogue.

Blasted Malfoy! Love to hate him... hate to love him... can't help but like him. ;o)

Loved it!

Hugs,

Anoriell
hanson_phreekhanson_phreek on April 10th, 2006 05:05 pm (UTC)
cute...Shortest thing you've ever written. What happened to your selfimposed 500-word minimum?