AUTHOR'S NOTES:
This was my 2014 HP-Halloween Fic Exchange (hp-halloween . livejournal . com) entry. The fest is over and reveals are out, so now I can post this for you here. This short drabble is finished. It is a one-shot.
My prompt for the fest was: Draco x Harry, haunted houses, halloween cliches, snarky Draco
My exchange partner for this fest was: stgulik
Maximum words allowed for the fest: 200 words (drabble)
Thank you to the HP-Halloween mod for running this wonderful fest again this year, and to "stgulik", I hope you enjoyed your drabble!
DISCLAIMER: "Harry Potter" is the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. In its use of intellectual property and characters belonging to JK Rowling, Warner Bros, Bloomsbury Publishing, et cetera, this work is intended to be transformative commentary on the original. No profit is being made from this work.
TIMELINE: Post-Hogwarts, EWE (2010).
CHARACTERS FEATURED (alphabetical order, last name): Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter
SUMMARY: Tricked into a "sticky" situation by a concerned (and magically cunning) friend, Draco and Harry are forced to confront decade-old feelings for each other on Halloween night in the most unlikely of places and under the most cliché of circumstances.
RATING: PG-15
WARNINGS: Homoerotic sexual implication, one small profanity
EXTRA NOTES: Fest required a 200 word entry and no more. It was a fic exchange, so I created something for my partner based upon their requirements.
NOT A TRICK, BUT A TREAT
By: RZZMG
Draco was going to murder Granger! The witch, he vowed, would pay for her meddling this time!
"No one's coming to free us. We're on our own."
Draco growled, irritated with his companion's slow powers of observation. "Just figured out that, have you, Potter? Only took you an hour."
Harry sighed. "Yeah, we got the trick, not the treat this time." He chuckled then, finding humour in their strange predicament. "Good one, though. Forced partners lost in a haunted house on Halloween night...stuck together by an unknown spell...no wands. You realise, Malfoy, we're living a series of really bad clichés?"
"Look, find a better use for your mouth, will you?" Draco snapped to hide his embarrassment. The truth was, his prick was as stiff as the Elder Wand in his shorts, and that just wouldn't do...especially with his ex-lover's delectable body currently glued to his. "I'm busy contemplating escape."
Harry's eyes suddenly flashed with a fire Draco hadn't seen directed his way in a decade, and it brought back all of the old feelings in a hot moment.
Against his thigh, he felt Potter's iron-hard arousal like a hot brand.
Hell, maybe this trick would be a treat, after all.
~FIN~
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