For those of you who don't know, I'm holding a challenge over in HPFC, called 'Slashy Drabble Collection Challenge'. In this challenge, I have a long list of practically every slash pairing I could think of from every era, and the challenge is to make a drabble collection of those pairings.
But I felt like taking up the challenge myself, attempting to write every single pairing from my Marauder's Era list. So this should be exciting. They will all be drabbles, and the same pairing will never come up twice. If all works out, there should be 190 chapters in total.
Pairing: Lucius/Arthur
Rating: K
Word Count: 584
The Elevator
Arthur Weasley was an honest, loyal man who would do anything for his family. He was brave, and kind – everything a Gryffindor should be. That was, until the day in the elevator.
Working at the Ministry of Magic was hectic. It was very rare that you'd step into the elevator and be the only one in there. So it was strange, and rather awkward on that morning when Arthur stepped into the elevator to be met with Lucius Malfoy's cold stare.
The two stood side-by-side in utter silence. Arthur played with the hem of his robes whilst Lucius stared pointedly at the door, waiting impatiently for it to open. But it didn't.
The elevator came to a rough halt halfway between two floors. The two men glanced at each other.
"Well, do something, Weasley," Lucius drawled in a bored voice. "I don't have all day."
Arthur was also very busy. He had a lot to attend to, so in this moment he couldn't be bothered to snap at the Malfoy. He leaned forwards and took a good look at the buttons. There was a 'help' button, and he pressed it quickly and waited.
The silence was deafening, and help didn't seem to be on the way.
"So whilst we're stuck together in this awful elevator," Lucius said slowly. "I'd like to try something."
Arthur didn't know how to respond. "Okay," he said.
Before the red-head could react, he was being shoved up against the elevator wall and pinned against it with a force that he wasn't at all used to. He tried to push Lucius off, but the other man was much stronger. "I'm going to kiss you."
"Wha-"
Arthur was cut off by rough lips crashing against his own, and a warm tongue forcing its' way into his mouth. He tried not to kiss back, but it was overwhelming. Having only kissed one person his entire life, this was fantastic. It felt so different than kissing Molly did, and there was some sort of electricity pulsing through the two of their bodies as their mouths moved together in an urgent rhythm that they were starting to get the hang of.
Air was starting to become an issue, and just as Lucius pulled his face away, the elevator started to move again.
"Sorry, Weasley," Lucius said, his voice calm. "I just had to try it. Just this once."
Arthur cleared his throat awkwardly and tried not to think about the kiss that had ignited something deep within him. He was so angry with himself, but at the same time he was desperate for more. The blond man was quite the charmer.
He watched as Lucius put his hand in his robes pocket, and then quicker than ever, he pulled his wand out and pointed it at Arthur.
"What are you doing?" Arthur asked, fumbling around in his pockets for his own wand.
"As I said, I'm sorry," Lucius murmured. "Obliviate."
Arthur stood very still and then the elevator door opened. "Is this not your floor, Weasley?" Arthur turned to see Lucius Malfoy standing next to him. He couldn't remember getting into the elevator – that was strange. He stepped out and headed off to his office unaware of what had happened.
So maybe Arthur was not as great a man as he and his family thought – but at the end of the day, he had already forgotten, so he went home to his family and ate dinner and slept next to Molly, none the wiser.
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