a/n 1. i don't even know. trying an all-dialogue drabble-y thing. oc is katalina smith. i'll introduce her in an actual fic, soon.
this is for lolly, because she makes me laugh and she seems to think i'm funny.
jameskatalina / "so, you come here often?"
"So, you come here often?"
"..."
"..."
"Potter, did you just hit on me?"
"Uh..."
"Fuck, Potter, there are rules about how to interact with your Hogwarts rival, you idiot."
"... Smith?"
"No fucking shit."
"Language, Smith."
"Face, Potter."
"My face is beautiful, thank you very much."
"As is my language."
"You could at least swear in a prettier language."
"I do apologise. Vas-te faire foutre."
"Much better."
"..."
"..."
"So, do you come here often?"
"Somebody's desperate."
"Or handsomely inquisitive. That works, too."
"I think not, Potter. I'm not drunk enough to declare you handsome yet."
"That's okay. I can fix that."
"You're quite dedicated to this endeavour."
"What can I say? Hogwarts was a long time ago. I was an idiotic teenager. Now I'm an idiotic twenty-two year old, true, but I'm also a Quidditch player, getting drunk in a bar, next to another beautiful Quidditch player, who knows exactly how much of an idiot I used to be and hasn't castrated me yet."
"The thought is tempting."
"I imagine it is."
"So what, I'm meant to believe that you've changed?"
"No, but you're meant to believe that alcohol paid for by a rival is a good turn of luck."
"I can do that."
a/n 2. it's probably a bit of an illegible mess, but if you've stuck through this long, a review would be super appreciated.