Disclaimer: Don't own or claim rights to Buffy or Harry Potter
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Andrew)
Claim: Crossovers (Draco)
Rating: PG
Prompt: Run
Drabbles completed so far: 10/100
His heart was pumping, and his lungs were burning. He was pretty sure he'd never run this fast, like, ever in his life. He wasn't even sure how he'd gotten here, but however he'd gotten here, it was all wrong! Nothing had turned out the way it was supposed to, nothing!
Well, Draco was just as hot as he'd always known he'd be, but that was it! And that sneer! It was perfect! Not ever Spike's sneer was that good. Of course, it was aimed at him, but wishes and horses, and all that.
Wishes! That had to be it!
But he hadn't wished for this. Not even in the privacy of his own journal. Not even in his real journal that was hidden under his mattress, with a specially made cloaking spell that he knew he could get to work on the Scooby-mobile, if ever Xander would let him get one, and name it, and …
Oh, right, running!