A/N: Hiya! My first fanfiction, and Hehehe…. It's extremely short and sappy and not very good. Actually, I should be doing my homework now… but hey, hu neids homewurk n-e-wais? Hahaha….
A/N 2: Eh…. Don't ask me where this came from- I was tired and it was the first thing that popped into my head… I just got the flu shot a few weeks ago, and my arm was sore for days afterward… and then my other arm was even sorer (if that's a word) because I got the Tetnis shot on my other arm… Curse my parents, wanting to torture me with shots…. XD
Disclaimer: If I were J.K. Rowling/Waner Bros./Whoever-Else-Owns-Harry-Potter, do you think I'd be on this site? And do you think all the money I own would be a little, shiny, copper penny? Nope, don't think so. So, unfortunately, I have to leave all the editing and creating and stuff to The Marvelous, TheMagnificent , The Wonderful, J.K. Rowling. Oh, and if this resembles ANY story of ANY kind, I'm extremely sorry, because I really did not mean to and it was by complete coincidence that I wrote a story resembling another authors'. Thanks and enjoy reading!
Flu Shotby SilverDragonWings
"Remind me, yet again, why you made me get a MUGGLE whatever-you-call-it!" A very pissed looking Draco Malfoy asked Harry Potter, his lover of two years. He rubbed his aching arm gently, wincing when it touched the bruise.
"Shot. A muggle shot. And we got it because it's flu season and the wizarding world, in all its glory, hasn't found a cure to the flu except bed rest and pepper-up potion…" The dark-haired man corrected, smirking widely. Draco sneered.
"Whatever. It hurts!" his voice took on a whining tone, and Harry frowned with an amused twinkle in his eyes. After all, he had gotten the flu shot too, and it didn't hurt nearly as much as Draco made it out to be. Drama Qu- er, King.
"Awww, Drakey-Wakey-Poo, would you like me to kiss it better?"
Draco frowned. "Yes, but you know how much I hate that name…"
"I know. And yet you love me anyway."
"Yes, I love you, Scarhead. Now help me with this bruise."
Puppy-dog eyes and a big pout were all that was needed for his 'wish' to be granted.
A/N 3: Again; short, fluffy, OOC, no plot, barely any description... It's amazing how many stories I actually have on my computer and yet this is the BEST I can come up with... -sighs-
Enjoy and please review! As a new author, I would like to have constructive critisim and maybe some compliments? I tried, I really did! -goes off sobbing-