Title: Raptor Pack
The Houses Competition
Round: Challenge 2
House: Ravenclaw
Class: History of Magic
Category: Drabble
Prompts: [pairing-platonic] James Potter/Ron Weasley; [restriction] 100-400 words
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Diagon Alley: Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, number 2 exploding whizz poppers, 1G
Prompt: [word] orchestrate
Summer Camp: Tie dye, teal, number 1
Prompt: [trait] playful
Summer Cookout: number 17, mac & cheese
Prompt: [emotion] joyful
Summer Jobs: ice cream stand, toppings number 2, sprinkles; lifeguard, character 2, action 4; pet sitting, number 3, Pigwidgeon
Prompt: "No. No, we can not have a pet dinosaur."; James Potter, write about someone doing something they shouldn't; write about some excitable/energetic
The Menagerie on Discord:
Weekly Writing Challenge: 8/9/24
Prompt: 2) [weather] rain
HP Bingo Card 13: B3
Prompt: [relationship] siblings
Word count: 400
Betas: Bex
Warnings/Trigger warnings: NA
A/N EveryoneLives!AU. Chaos reigns in the Potter-Malfoy household.
James Potter arrived at Harry and Draco's house at the same time as Ron, drenched from the rain. James knocked at the door, but Ron scoffed and opened the door and walked in. The Malfoy-Potter house was as chaotic as ever. Two of the triplets, Hamish and Hubert, were chasing each other around the house, and in the living room they could hear an exasperated Draco saying, "No. No, we can not have a pet dinosaur."
"But why not?" Harris whinged. "I just want a pet dinosaur. Is that so much to ask?"
James exchanged a look with Ron before they burst out laughing, drawing the triplet's attention to them.
"Grandpa! Uncy Won!" they screamed, lunging at James and Ron.
"Hi," Draco greeted them, looking exhausted. "Can you watch them for a minute?"
"Sure, we can!" James grinned, winking at the boys.
Draco disappeared upstairs as Ron and James took a seat in the living room.
"What's all this about a dinosaur?" Ron asked.
"We want a pet dinosaur!" Hamish complained.
"Just like our toy," Hubert said, holding up a toy velociraptor.
"But Daddy Draco said no!" Harris pouted.
"I see," James mused.
"Well, Daddy Draco might have a point," Ron reasoned. "A dinosaur isn't like having a pet crup."
"Aww," the triplets chorused.
"Why don't we play dinosaur instead?" James asked.
"That's not the same," Harris huffed.
"Look how cool these are," Hubert said, thrusting his toy into his grandpa's face. Hamish and Harris grabbed their own toy raptors and thrust them in James and Ron's faces.
"And Daddy Draco won't get us a pet dinosaur. He's mean. And Daddy Harry agrees with Daddy Draco."
"Well," Ron said, grinning at James. "If they won't get you a dinosaur, there are other ways to get one."
"Ahh, yes," James gasped, catching Ron's meaning and whipping out his wand. "Put your toys down boys."
The triplets hastened to obey and watched, joyfully, as their grandpa waved his wand and their toy dinosaurs grew in size, becoming real live dinosaurs.
The boys shrieked with delight and the raptors stalked about the room.
There was a crash as Draco dropped the tea tray he was carrying.
"Harry! Harry! You come and deal with this! It's your best friend and father that have orchestrated this madness, and I've had enough!" Draco shouted, angrily stomping from the room as James and Ron laughed themselves silly.