Disclaimer: I only own these characters in my dreams. They belong to J.K. Rowling. I wouldn't mind buying them from her, but alas, I don't have millions to do that...so, please, don't sue me, you won't get much if you do...
Note: I don't really know where this came from (or why in the world I'm publishing this!!). I know it's not good or anything at all really. This is as long as it's going to get 'cause I haven't a knack for writing. Maybe one day I'll get another plot bunny to expand this sad excuse for writing. Maaybe...I so am not promising anything.
I just wrote this one day when the idea came to me. My friend Chloe told me she thought she had read this in a fic somewhere...hah...that made me laugh, but yeah, if this sounds familiar to anything, I'm sorry, I'm not very good with original ideas...yeah. I need to work on it, but I'm lazy. Enjoy it or don't.
This isn't exactly slash, but I guess you could say that it's implied (H/D). Maybe, judge for yourself...*shrugs*
Stuff in italics are the person's thoughts.
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"What do you mean Malfoy wants to snog me?!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs, utterly confused and staring wildly at his best friend.
"He...wants...to...SNOG YOU! What's so hard to understand about that, honestly?" Hermione just looked at Harry with a look of concern. Can the boy really be that dense?
Harry just stood there, mouth gaped open, unable to speak. He finally dropped into the armchair he jumped out of at first hearing this startling revelation.
Finally coming back to his senses, Harry started, "How can he? We HATE each other, I hate him, and he hates me! Why...but..." Seriously though, he thought to himself, would it really be that bad? I mean, it IS Malfoy, but he is devilishly handsome. Sure, he can be a git at times but he IS completely snoggable. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU EVEN THINK THAT!? . . . But it is true, isn't it? That blonde hair, those stormy gray eyes, those soft, pink, kissable lips...GOD! How could I have not noticed that before?!
Jumping out of the armchair again, Harry finally decided, "I'll do it!"
"What? You mean you're actually going to SNOG Malfoy?"
"Yep..." And with that Harry headed out of the portrait hole in search for the blonde Slytherin Sex God, leaving behind a somewhat disturbed Hermione.
"I'll never understand that boy..."
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Hah! I told you this sucked, I don't even know why you bothered reading it or even why I published it, but yeah, if you did like it, review for me. It'll make me happy. ^_^
Note: I don't really know where this came from (or why in the world I'm publishing this!!). I know it's not good or anything at all really. This is as long as it's going to get 'cause I haven't a knack for writing. Maybe one day I'll get another plot bunny to expand this sad excuse for writing. Maaybe...I so am not promising anything.
I just wrote this one day when the idea came to me. My friend Chloe told me she thought she had read this in a fic somewhere...hah...that made me laugh, but yeah, if this sounds familiar to anything, I'm sorry, I'm not very good with original ideas...yeah. I need to work on it, but I'm lazy. Enjoy it or don't.
This isn't exactly slash, but I guess you could say that it's implied (H/D). Maybe, judge for yourself...*shrugs*
Stuff in italics are the person's thoughts.
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"What do you mean Malfoy wants to snog me?!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs, utterly confused and staring wildly at his best friend.
"He...wants...to...SNOG YOU! What's so hard to understand about that, honestly?" Hermione just looked at Harry with a look of concern. Can the boy really be that dense?
Harry just stood there, mouth gaped open, unable to speak. He finally dropped into the armchair he jumped out of at first hearing this startling revelation.
Finally coming back to his senses, Harry started, "How can he? We HATE each other, I hate him, and he hates me! Why...but..." Seriously though, he thought to himself, would it really be that bad? I mean, it IS Malfoy, but he is devilishly handsome. Sure, he can be a git at times but he IS completely snoggable. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU EVEN THINK THAT!? . . . But it is true, isn't it? That blonde hair, those stormy gray eyes, those soft, pink, kissable lips...GOD! How could I have not noticed that before?!
Jumping out of the armchair again, Harry finally decided, "I'll do it!"
"What? You mean you're actually going to SNOG Malfoy?"
"Yep..." And with that Harry headed out of the portrait hole in search for the blonde Slytherin Sex God, leaving behind a somewhat disturbed Hermione.
"I'll never understand that boy..."
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Hah! I told you this sucked, I don't even know why you bothered reading it or even why I published it, but yeah, if you did like it, review for me. It'll make me happy. ^_^