Sheesh. I never write anything anymore... i think about it, and then i get too lazy to open word. ANYway. i was so bored, and so i was going through my HD pictures, and i was watching all my cute icons, and got inspired, so i had to write this drabble (double drabble?). If you want the icon, lemme know. enjoy. oh wait, hold on, some more boring stuff first...
disclaimer: if i said i was JK how many of you would believe me? can i sue her for stealing my identity? and my lovely books? i wonder if i could win. probably not. lol. okies well, its not mine, i was intending copyright infringement. im not getting paid for this. dont sue me.
warnings: slight slash, language (i love the word fuck. heh), fluffy possesivness.
DONT LIKE IT? THEN DONT FREAKING READ IT. -cough- thanks. )
Tonight was Friday night. Harry hated Friday nights. Friday night was Slytherin/Gryffindor bonding night. Fucking Inter-house relations… The war was over! Why do we still have to "get along"? It's not like it matters anymore. Ugh. Inevitably, the seventh years always ended up playing spin the bottle. Wretched game. Tonight was no different.
"Harry's here! Let's play spin the bottle!" Hermione said as He walked into the "bonding residence". (some called it the Lion's pit, or the Snake's den. Weirdos.)
"No, not this time." He said to Hermione as the others formed a circle and Blaise supplied the bottle. "Somehow, every time we play I end up having to kiss Draco against all the laws of probability…." Harry was interrupted.
"Woo! Draco has to kiss Seamus!" Dean shouted.
Harry's eyes flared with possessiveness as Seamus and Draco leaned in, their lips barely touched as Draco was pulled backwards by a strong set of arms hugging him from behind. "MINE!" He snapped at Seamus and nuzzled Draco's neck. Seamus looked confused. Others laughed and Hermione smirked. She knew this would happen. Fucking Genius she is.
I hope you liked it! Please leave a review! i love them! I love you! Let's go kill barney! opps. wrong line... hehe...