h2o COMBUSTION
authors: "aiyah" and "Leftywrite"
rating: R (innuendos, some of the delish stuffs, the usual)
disclaimer:
We are two sisters who can write
And if you copy, there will be a fight
Dear Rowling owns Harry Potter
But if you copy what you shouldn't ought'er
You shall never see day's light.
spoilers: up to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire... until further informational tidbits may be gleaned. (this Might include some stuff in Order of the Phoenix... hard to tell, just yet.)
summary: Okai, folks! Time for a mixed creation from aiyah and Leftywrite. The rating's mostly for innuendo. The story features one dark and handsome French guy, a Bulgarian, and two beautiful Hawaiian exchange students @ Hogwarts. Guess what ensues? READ!!
We are aiyah and Leftywrite. And unless you want to be stuck in the Left's creative blender and run over by aiyah's muses (in cleats...with heart- aiming spoons and smug lions with Ultimate Frisbees...), then we suggest that you sincerely stop whatever copying you were even thinking of starting.
Hei, if you weren't, enjoy the fic! (
A/N = aiyah;;;LN=Leftywrite
~*Fic starts here*~
The Prologue: Cranberry and Orange Juice, Vodka, and Peach Schnapps
A bar. Wonderful, gossipy things always happened in bars, didn't they?
{Amazing how dirty such an innocent little pub can get at night,} thought a tall, dark-robed wizard as he quietly sipped a shot of Ogden's Firewhiskey. {And yet, my night seems to be lacking something at the moment. But what??}
A thin, willowy blonde caught sight of him from across the pub. Alyssa was busy nursing a glass of sherry when she caught sight of the shadowy and mysteriously dashing man at the other side of the pub. MMmmm.........she always did go for the tall, dark, and handsome type. Though, his nose might be a tad on the large side, but who really cared about those things? He simply Reeked of power. The black, sexy kind of power that she just HAD to have. He was soooooo delicious. He was so cute, being all scowly. He was--- he was heading right towards her?
"Madam, I usually don't ask this, but may I buy you a drink?"
{What AM I doing??} thought the tall, dark, and handsome man, silently scolding himself. {Just because some amazingly gorgeously pretty girl is in the surrounding pub does Not mean that I have to buy her a drink. That's what Potter and Black do, not me. I never do these things. In fact, I'm not doing it. I'm just going to turn around and go right back to -- }
"I'd love one," purred Alyssa. For heaven's sake, what had come over her? He was probably going to spike whatever poisonous alcohol he was going to buy her, and take her somewhere isolated where he would...do very naughty things to her that she might enjoy. Oh Merciful ZEUS. She was so NOT thinking that right now.
"Er.........well.........what would like then?" He was rather taken aback by that seductive tone. This girl.........well, she didn't look like the seductive type. Well, Okay, so she looked highly seductive and alluring, but that.........well, yes, that had a lot to do with the way she was making his spine tickle naughtily.
"Hmm. Well, why don't you.........surprise me." Did she really sound that perverted? Even she was blushing. Well, OK, so she wasn't blushing, BLUSHING, but she was pretty damn close.
"Er, Okay. Sure." He turned around towards the bar before he remembered something. "But, before I do all that, might I have the pleasure of your name?"
Uh-oh. As soon as he found out that she belonged to one of the most powerful wizarding families in England, the dark hottie would cool off. "Actually, let's keep this anonymous. I'm ... rather partial ... to strangers. You don't mind, do you?" She flashed a charming smile.
A raised eyebrow. "As you wish, Madam."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He returned with a delightfully colored alcoholic beverage. Alyssa eyed it rather dubiously. It was colored like a sunset, and she had never seen such a drink. Were the colors poisons?
"Erhm, sorry to sound so ignorant, but what IS that exactly?"
Her conversant blushed slightly, endearing himself even more to Alyssa. "Well, er, uhm, well........."
"Yes?"
".........It's called Sex on the Beach."
She eyed him carefully. Was he joking? Did it matter? Curiouser and curiouser. She took a careful sip.
"Ah. Delicious. And decidedly less messy than its namesake."
He blushed at her rather lewd quip.
"And, speaking of which, I'm off to France tomorrow."
"I beg your pardon?" What did that have to do with Sex on the Beach?
"Well, I was looking for someone.........to, ah, to help me say good-bye to England, and I'd really like to shag you. Oh, Morgana! I did NOT just say that!" Alyssa moaned, hiding her face with the hand that wasn't holding her naughtily named drink, "I'm sorry, it's just that........."
He looked at her curiously. "Just what?"
"It's just that I'm rather new to this whole bar, sex, one-nighter fling-thing," she whispered, getting redder by the second.
"Oh." Was that all? She was embarrassed about That? Granted, it wasn't the dark wizard's usual modus operandi to take random girls to his bed, but indeed - this woman was too beautiful and charming to pass up. "Well, how about we cure that, eh?"
She looked up at him in amazement. Was he Serious?? "Sure. Another Sex on the Beach, please."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
authors: "aiyah" and "Leftywrite"
rating: R (innuendos, some of the delish stuffs, the usual)
disclaimer:
We are two sisters who can write
And if you copy, there will be a fight
Dear Rowling owns Harry Potter
But if you copy what you shouldn't ought'er
You shall never see day's light.
spoilers: up to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire... until further informational tidbits may be gleaned. (this Might include some stuff in Order of the Phoenix... hard to tell, just yet.)
summary: Okai, folks! Time for a mixed creation from aiyah and Leftywrite. The rating's mostly for innuendo. The story features one dark and handsome French guy, a Bulgarian, and two beautiful Hawaiian exchange students @ Hogwarts. Guess what ensues? READ!!
We are aiyah and Leftywrite. And unless you want to be stuck in the Left's creative blender and run over by aiyah's muses (in cleats...with heart- aiming spoons and smug lions with Ultimate Frisbees...), then we suggest that you sincerely stop whatever copying you were even thinking of starting.
Hei, if you weren't, enjoy the fic! (
A/N = aiyah;;;LN=Leftywrite
~*Fic starts here*~
The Prologue: Cranberry and Orange Juice, Vodka, and Peach Schnapps
A bar. Wonderful, gossipy things always happened in bars, didn't they?
{Amazing how dirty such an innocent little pub can get at night,} thought a tall, dark-robed wizard as he quietly sipped a shot of Ogden's Firewhiskey. {And yet, my night seems to be lacking something at the moment. But what??}
A thin, willowy blonde caught sight of him from across the pub. Alyssa was busy nursing a glass of sherry when she caught sight of the shadowy and mysteriously dashing man at the other side of the pub. MMmmm.........she always did go for the tall, dark, and handsome type. Though, his nose might be a tad on the large side, but who really cared about those things? He simply Reeked of power. The black, sexy kind of power that she just HAD to have. He was soooooo delicious. He was so cute, being all scowly. He was--- he was heading right towards her?
"Madam, I usually don't ask this, but may I buy you a drink?"
{What AM I doing??} thought the tall, dark, and handsome man, silently scolding himself. {Just because some amazingly gorgeously pretty girl is in the surrounding pub does Not mean that I have to buy her a drink. That's what Potter and Black do, not me. I never do these things. In fact, I'm not doing it. I'm just going to turn around and go right back to -- }
"I'd love one," purred Alyssa. For heaven's sake, what had come over her? He was probably going to spike whatever poisonous alcohol he was going to buy her, and take her somewhere isolated where he would...do very naughty things to her that she might enjoy. Oh Merciful ZEUS. She was so NOT thinking that right now.
"Er.........well.........what would like then?" He was rather taken aback by that seductive tone. This girl.........well, she didn't look like the seductive type. Well, Okay, so she looked highly seductive and alluring, but that.........well, yes, that had a lot to do with the way she was making his spine tickle naughtily.
"Hmm. Well, why don't you.........surprise me." Did she really sound that perverted? Even she was blushing. Well, OK, so she wasn't blushing, BLUSHING, but she was pretty damn close.
"Er, Okay. Sure." He turned around towards the bar before he remembered something. "But, before I do all that, might I have the pleasure of your name?"
Uh-oh. As soon as he found out that she belonged to one of the most powerful wizarding families in England, the dark hottie would cool off. "Actually, let's keep this anonymous. I'm ... rather partial ... to strangers. You don't mind, do you?" She flashed a charming smile.
A raised eyebrow. "As you wish, Madam."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He returned with a delightfully colored alcoholic beverage. Alyssa eyed it rather dubiously. It was colored like a sunset, and she had never seen such a drink. Were the colors poisons?
"Erhm, sorry to sound so ignorant, but what IS that exactly?"
Her conversant blushed slightly, endearing himself even more to Alyssa. "Well, er, uhm, well........."
"Yes?"
".........It's called Sex on the Beach."
She eyed him carefully. Was he joking? Did it matter? Curiouser and curiouser. She took a careful sip.
"Ah. Delicious. And decidedly less messy than its namesake."
He blushed at her rather lewd quip.
"And, speaking of which, I'm off to France tomorrow."
"I beg your pardon?" What did that have to do with Sex on the Beach?
"Well, I was looking for someone.........to, ah, to help me say good-bye to England, and I'd really like to shag you. Oh, Morgana! I did NOT just say that!" Alyssa moaned, hiding her face with the hand that wasn't holding her naughtily named drink, "I'm sorry, it's just that........."
He looked at her curiously. "Just what?"
"It's just that I'm rather new to this whole bar, sex, one-nighter fling-thing," she whispered, getting redder by the second.
"Oh." Was that all? She was embarrassed about That? Granted, it wasn't the dark wizard's usual modus operandi to take random girls to his bed, but indeed - this woman was too beautiful and charming to pass up. "Well, how about we cure that, eh?"
She looked up at him in amazement. Was he Serious?? "Sure. Another Sex on the Beach, please."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
