Hiya everyone! –cringes- You don't know how bad I feel for not updating in forever!! Sorry!! But never fear, I do have another story coming along, HarryDraco –cheering- I do want to wait until I've got a bit more written down before I start posting it though, so please be patient. Feel free to send me motivational (and I use the term loosely) messages to get me writing it hehe.
Oh, and got this prompt from my own head :-D Found it half finished and thought I really should finish it. Enjoy! 100 words, as always.
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Sober
"You're sho pwetty..."
Draco fluttered his eyelashes at Harry, and promptly tripped over the hem of his robes. Harry quickly reached out and held the blonde around the waist to stop him falling. A sweet cinnamon smell drifted over Harry. Irresistible.
Oh Merlin. He shouldn't do this. Malfoy was bloody drunk. It was wrong.
It was wrong for his hair to smell so damn good.
Draco grinned lopsidedly; Harry's eyes slipped shut.
What the hell.
Draco captured Harry's lips in a perfect kiss, and it was incredibly soft and – wait...
Abruptly pulling back, Draco smirked and said, completely sober:
"Gotcha."
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brionyjae xox