Title: A Hairy Harry Situation
Author: Addy (BadAddy47@hotmail.com)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Willow/Harry
Distribution: The Quickie Challenge, Twisting the Hellmouth, WLS, OADNT, Fanfiction.net
Summary: Harry just can't help himself around Willow...
Spoilers: Harry & Co. are in their 5th year (16 years old), and Willow is the same.
Notes: BtVS/HP X-Over. If anyone thinks they'd be a good beta reader, holla at me.
This is a response to Jinni's Uber-Quickie Challenge.
I realized I was neglecting my title as a W/Harry shipper, so here's an uber-quickie to make up for it until he gets more involved in 'Passion Potion.' (Oh, he *will* get involved... just wait for the next chapter!) (I know, I said the same thing about Snape, and it's true!)
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I took the seat next to her in the library, hoping to catch her attention the way she and her red hair had caught mine since the first day of Potions. It took me a second to realize she was asleep.
Before I knew it, I started stroking her lustrous red hair. It just looked so soft and silky and inviting… From the crown to then ends, then back up again. Down and up, down and up… I didn't even notice anything else.
Well, I did notice the breathy little sounds that came from her perfect, parted lips. And her luminously pale skin. And the shivers that ran down her spine.
But nothing else besides that. Really.
I tried to stop. I mean, I'd stopped Voldemort a half-dozen times… but I couldn't… stop… my… hand…
My fingers were just stroking the crown of her head when exquisite ears perked up and sleepy eyes popped open. I froze.
"That was such a nice dream," she whispered longingly to herself before starting to stretch…
…and noticing the hand resting on her head.
Her pretty green eyes, wide with surprise, locked with mine. I grinned sheepishly. Busted!
"Um, hi… Willow, right? I'm Harry…"
200 exactly, again! Woohoo! Went down from 486, that's for sure (if you want to see the parts I cut out, just e-mail me)... make it worthwhile, please? Send feedback... I live for it, I'd die for it, I'm begging for it!
