100 100s challenge: using the 100 word prompts, write 100 drabbles of 100 words each. No more, no less. Pairing: Draco/Ron
Disclaimer: Mine, all mine! Every word on this page. Mine. The lads...not so much.
Warning: Mild slash of the Draco/Ron persuasion . Mentions of sex, which may or may not ultimately happen depending on Ron's mood and Draco's persuasive abilities.
I seem to be writing oneshots for winter holidays. Hmm. Ah well. This past winter I mainly wrote summer fics. Not that, you know, I actually finished many of them, but still. I was going to do an angsty ficlet for this, but I was at this party the other night and my friend Karl was burning absolutely everything in sight, including some of the flowers on the table. It was amusing. And it sort of morphed into this. Well, yes. Here is the fourth. Enjoy!
Prompt: char
"That's…why would you give me that?"
"It's Valentine's Day. You're a Gryffindor. I wish to have sex tonight. Therefore I need a romantic gesture."
"This is a romantic gesture?"
"Well, yes." There was a moment of stunned silence. Draco sighed. "Am I done? Can we shag now?"
"What? No! This is a crap Valentine's Day gift; I'd rather you'd not gotten me one at all!"
"Not my fault. I think I should still get sex."
"You're giving me a burnt rose!"
"Yes. Blame Potter, he hexed it. So, sex…?"
"I give up."
"That's 'yes', right?"
"…"
"But it's Valentine's Day..."
Mmm. Now, personally, I think Draco should still get sex too. Don't you?