title: discretion
author: OryssaV and Jocie
rating: PG
pairings: DM/NL
summary: ficlet, draco malfoy has a secret he rather no one know. neville apparently just doesn't care.
warning(s): M/M (slash) suggestion
disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
author's notes: attempt at humor. my best friend, jocie, got angry with my fics and told me to write something funny. it was difficult, ya know.
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"Longbottom! Have I mentioned lately how much of a pathetically horrible excuse for a wizard you are?"
"Yes, yes...all too often Draco. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go shower for our usual night of shagging in your private rooms.
Neville walked away, secretly smirking at the speechless faces staring at him. None were as speechless (and mortified) as Draco himself.
One Ronald Weasley, who witnessed the exchange, was currently trying to decide whether to be horrified for Neville or laughing at Draco. Of course he went for the less stressful option. His friend, Harry Potter, was going for the Goldfish Effect and succeeding splendidly, while Ron's other friend, Hermione Granger, chose to look up solutions to this event in Hogwarts: A History(tm).
Draco, upon hearing Ron's barking laugh, whirled around and shouted, "THIS IS ALL YOUR BLOODY FAULT. HE LEARNS THIS BEHAVIOUR FROM YOU THREE!"
Upon finishing this outburst he turned, stalking towards the Gryffindor entrance portrait, intending to teach one currently soapy Gryffindor a lesson in discretion.
The End.