Date: 2006-04-24 21:58 Subject: Drabbleses! Security: Public

theladyfeylene
Severus/Narcissa, with the prompt: pawns.
155 words, PG
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They all had roles in the war.

Before their Lord had returned, Lucius had been king for a while. Now he was discarded on the edge of the board, and Severus had to make sure that his son, turned pawn by their master, did not follow suit. In fact, Narcissa had extracted the promise from him long ago to watch over her son. The recent oath was binding, but the older one still held power as well. Even should she fall, he was to stay with her son, to guide him to the far side of the board. Draco was to rise the new king.

Once the Dark Lord had been disposed of, of course. And once the King and Queen had left the board. Severus wasn't sure he liked the deal, but Narcissa had sold her soul to Lucius long ago. Now he must follow through and guide her son, whatever else might come.



inell
Hermione/Blaise, dancing in the moonlight
106 words, G
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She was beautiful. He could never get enough of watching her. Dark hair speckled in starshine, her skin glowing in the moonlight. Her long limbs graceful and purposeful as she moved. How she smiled. The way she turned her head just so when someone called to her. Her laugh when she was caught up in strong arms and pulled to the floor to dance wrenched his heart.

Not his. Never his. Never would be. Nor would she forgive what he was about to do. He pulled the mask down over his dark face, then gestured to those behind him. It was time to start the attack.


rhydrim
dean/seamus/harry: socks
100 words, R
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He'd just come up to change his socks. They were muddy because the field was wet today, and they’d gotten soaked when he'd crossed the Quidditch pitch after practice.

He certainly hadn't been expecting what he found when he entered the dorm. Dark skin and light entwined on a bed, groans echoing from mouths. He hadn't even realized he'd made a sound until both heads turned to see him. Seamus grinned, but Dean just met his eyes calmly. He was the one who offered. "Would you like to join us, Harry?"

It only took Harry a moment to answer yes.


wannabedesigner
Snape/Hermione - Candlewax
151 words, G
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She was in the library again. He'd seen her there before on his late-night walks when thoughts of green light and falling bodies kept him from sleep.

He occasionally joined her. Not talking, just taking a book from a nearby shelf and watching as she devoured her own. How she managed to even find books she had yet to read, he did not know.

Tonight, though, the dwindling candlelight showed her head nestled on her pile of books, and a small pool of wax inching ever near her hand.

"Professor Granger."

She woke with a start. "What?"

"It is late. Perhaps it is time for you to turn in?"

The girl nodded and stood. "Thank you, sir." As she left, she turned back, meeting his gaze. "It's good to have you back."

Snape watched her exit the room, his heart a bit lighter. He might even be able to sleep tonight.


millieweasley
Blaise/Ron, prefects bathroom, frotting, with Hermione watching - Ginny isn't the Weasley Blaise really wants...
147 words, R
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They hadn't expected anyone to come in, so when the door had opened, Hermione’d fled for a stall, hoping whoever it was would leave when they saw Ron there.

She hadn't been expecting the chocolate-skinned boy who appeared to smirk indolently and join her boyfriend--her boyfriend, dammnit!--in the pool, leaning and rubbing against him as Ron tried to push away. He stopped trying before long.

Whatever Zabini was doing, Ron seemed to be melting against the side of the pool. And the noises he was making... Hermione was wet just listening to him. The boys gasped, and she realized they had come, unable to restrain her own gasp as she fingered herself to completion.

Dark eyes flew up to meet hers. "You should join us next time, Granger," Zabini said with another smirk before he climbed out of the pool, dressed and disappeared once more.


nyx_noire
George Weasley/Angelina Johnson: Fred said, "I bet Angelina will realize that you're not me." George replied with a huge grin, "You're on!"
124 words, PG13
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It had been a rather surprising evening. He hadn't expected her to be quite that good a kisser. When they got to the foot of the stairs up to her dorm, she smiled at him, and whispered in his ear, "You know, Fred's got this little curl..."

George had stared after her as she'd grinned and climbed the stairs, then went up to his own dorm. Fred was waiting in his bed, a wide grin on his face. "Told you."

"You set me up."

Fred looked at him, hurt. "And why would I do that, brother, dear?"

George sighed, and began to undress before sliding into the bed with him. "Just... Don't call me Ange this time?"

Fred chuckled and reached for the lube.


harleen
Severus/Lucius, silk scarves
135 words, R
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Severus...?

Yes, Lucius?

...What are you doing?

*smirk* What does it look like, Pet?

*growl* Don't call me that.

And what am I supposed to call you?

My name is Lucius, in case you've been sniffing too many of your own concoctions, Severus...

Very well, Lucius.

...

...

*growled* Severus?

Yes, Lucius?

*strained* You have not answered my question.

Which question was that, Lucius?

*sighs* What are you doing?

I believe I did answer that one, Lucius.

Perhaps I should ask why you are doing it, then?

Because, Lucius, you move far too much when I do this... *lick*

*moan*

*smirk*

*groan* So you felt the need to tie me down?

Can I help it if the colors look lovely against your skin, Pet?

*sighs* At least they're silk...

*snorts* I'm very glad you approve.

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