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Written for the November Event (Male Appreciation) over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)
Male Character: Hard – Vernon Dursley
Bingo: (Pairing) Vernon/Voldemort
Chocolate Frog: Bronze – Barnabas the Barmy – (Prompts) Companion, Journey, Foolish, Mad
Gringotts Prompt Bank: AU! - Big Brother; Instead of Laughed – Roared; Sex and the City: Episode 1 – (object) Cigarette; Sex and the City: Episode 2 – (word) Flaw; (word) Supermodel
Day 18
(VOICE OVER) Day 18: 8.45pm:
Vernon and Voldemort are in the garden talking about their past relationships.
"I was with this one bird, and she could contort herself into the most interesting positions. I swear it was the best three months of my life mate," Voldemort roared taking a deep drag from his cigarette.
Vernon joined him in his laughter as he thought about the pale, skeletal man in the throes of passion with the buxom blonde supermodel he had been vividly describing. He felt a surge of jealousy as the image crept into his mind; Voldemort had caught his eye the very first moment he had seen him walking down the stairs into The Big Brother House, and feelings had been bubbling under the service ever since. He couldn't find a single flaw with the man, and it deeply unsettled him. Vernon had always been a straight up guy, never without a woman on his arm and certainly not a homosexual, but he couldn't deny the attraction that he felt for the Voldemort.
He had been Vernon's constant companion over the course of their journey in the house; he had been the calming force whenever he was close to blowing a fuse at the silly girls who constantly wound him up with their incessant complaining about the lack of alcohol and food in the house. The idiots only had themselves to blame for the refusal to take part in the tasks.
"So tell me about your past conquests?" Voldemort requested after he had finished his anecdote about his more risqué sexual escapade
Vernon thought long and hard about his request, trying to think of anything from his history that might impress this man, but the truth was, aside from a one night stand with a stranger he didn't have much to tell.
He leaned forwards to pick up his drink at the same time as Voldemort and their pinkie fingers grazed against each other. Sparks flew and they locked eyes. Slowly Voldemort and Vernon leaned in and kissed each other, forgetting all about the hidden cameras around the house.
People at home may think that he was being foolish or had gone mad, but Vernon didn't care. All he cared about was the man in from of him.
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