Yeah, I actually have nothing to do for once. (soccer's over and thus I have free time + 2x the study halls I had before) soooo… enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter… or a really ugly couch.
It was magnificent. Glorious in its invincible fortress of plush-ness, and covered in the most hideous patterns conceivable to mankind. Draco stared proudly at the thing, basking in its aura of pure couch.
Harry had finally agreed to let Draco buy them a couch, and now the preferred butt-vessel finally stood in their very own apartment. Of course, Harry hadn't actually seen it yet (he was "allergic" to shopping), but Draco was sure he would love it. People were forever telling Draco that he had excellent taste.
"Harry!" Draco called to the kitchen, from which issued the sound of clinking plates and running water.
"Yeah, coming." Harry walked out of the kitchen, wiping his wet hands on his jeans. Suddenly, he stopped, gazing in horror at the couch.
"What is that – that thing doing in our living room!?"
"Well, I would think it's obvious – that's the new couch!"
Harry twitched and looked like he was about to scream, or maybe run and get some black dye for the upholstery.
"However," Draco said slyly, totally unaware of his boyfriend's close-to-nervous-breakdown state, "I think it's missing something."
Harry recovered a bit. "Oh surely not." He can't actually make it worse, though, so who cares?
Draco pounced, knocking Harry onto the couch, which promptly sucked them partially into it's smooshy depths. "Mmph," was all Harry could say as his boyfriend began to thoroughly molest him. He figured he might as well return the favor – he was totally trapped in this couch, anyway.
An indeterminate period of time later, both young men lay flopped over each other on the monstrous couch. "So what do you think?" said Draco, with a soft smile.
"It's definitely better when I'm not looking at it," replied Harry.
Eheheh… Innuendo!! Couch(es)!! And HPDM!!
You liked it, of course, so you can review now in a show of gratitude to me, the author. bows
No really, please review? Please? Oh, and tell me what you're gonna be for Halloween! yeah, creepy, but i have to take a bunch of little kids out this year, and i need an idea that's cool, but not super scary/innaproriate. Like, if i dressed up as Halibel from Bleach. Major job-losing factor...