A/n: Oh lordy. Two in one night. Word prompt provided by Wesley: Disembowel. (Morbid isn't he?)
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Anger Management
I was going to kill him. There was no doubting that. I was going to slowly disembowel him, and make sure he didn't pass out, just so he could watch.
Though I must say I've learned my lesson. Never leave Draco Malfoy to his own devices when sex was an option.
He'd been 'bored.' That was his story, his excuse, his one card. He'd been bored.
Obviously, what he'd done did him no harm. Yours truly was the one paying consequences. As always.
Harry Potter, my best friend, knew our dirty little secret. Because, apparently, his reaction had been hilarious.
