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firewhiskeyficTitle: Elocution
Author:shaddyr
I am of legal drinking age in my region: HELLS YES
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: HP - DRARRY
Challenge: Bonfire Night but alos Full Moon
Summary: drinks at the fire in the moonlight and Ginny thinks Harry should fess about who he fancies. I like this Ginny
Rating/Warnings: PG13 ish
Word count: 1300ish
Author's Notes (if any): Ok, so I’m not as drink I was last time we did this but stull drunk enough amnd I hope it makes sense but if it does nt wel, too bad. I had fun.
"A penny for them?"
Harry looked up from the glass dangling between his fingers to find Ginny grinning down at him. Despite his foul mood, he could not help but smile back.
"I'm afraid you'd be getting the short end of the deal," he said as she settled down on the grass beside him.
They sat in companionable silence for a moment, staring into the flames of the bonfire, watching their friends as they laughed, talked and danced in the firelight.
"So," she said presently, withouth looking at him, "Still waiting."
He let out a wry chuckle as he made a face. "Gin," he said, shaking his head, "What do you want me to say?"
She shrugged, glancing over at him with a sweet, slightly mischievous smile. "What I'd like to hear is that you're thiking about your grand future plans and you've madly in love with someone new, but I'll settle for hearing that you;re not entirely miserable and that maybe you've discovered you fancy someone."
He rolled his eyes. "Just because you and Dean are soppily and disgustingly in love-"
Ginny let out a laugh and smacked Harry's arm. He tried to doge her, but ened up splashing firewhiskey over the lip of his glass down the front os his shirt and over his hand.
"Hey, now!" he admonished her, licking the whiskey dripping over the ball of his thumb. "That's alcohol abuse!"
She just snorted and took a sip of her own drink as he brushed his hand over his shirt of flick the dropplets of firewhiskey off. He tossed back the last mouthfull and frowned at his now empty glass. And yes, ok, he'd already had three, but it was the last big bonfire night of the year, and NEWTs were over and everyone was cutting a bit loose, so yeah, he did wnat another one.
He looked mournfully to where everyone had dropped their things whe the bonire was first lit - his rucksack was somewhere in that pile, with his bottle of firewhiskey safely ensconced within. Th thought of making his way through the crowd od people to find it was daunting. He glowered at Ginny.
"You" he said imperiously, waving the glass at her, "owe me a drink."
He scowled when she laughed merrily at him. "Not my fault you managed to spill half of it down the front of you," she quipped. "But... " she looked at him, and her calculating expression made him a bit nervous. "If you tell me who you fancy, I'll go get you a drinl."
Harry let out a groana nd let himself fall back on the grass, arms splayed out beside him. "I don't... there isn't..."
She stretched outbesidde him proped up on one elbow and looked at him inquisitivly. "\Don't? Is'tn?" She tsked. "You are ever so eloquent, harry."
"Ugh," he grumbled, brining a hand up to cover his eyes. "You sound like Malfoy!"
"Oh, do I, really? Ho Interesting," She said with a chuckle. "In what waym. exactly is that?"
he groaned again. "With is poncy vocabulary and his perfect diction and his oh so elegant features and his pointy eyebrow, alwasy making some comment about my bad hair or my porr taste in clothing or how I stumble over my words-" he uncovered his face long enougn to crane his head up and glare over at her -"which only seems to happen, by the way, when I have to deal with poncy git, because he just makes me feel so... and then, sometimes I just get so worked up, and he does it on purpose Gin, that point git *knows* exactly what to say to get me steamed up, and when he does that, I'd really like to just..."
He setled back on the ground, hand over his eyes again, at a bit pf a loss, not really sure how to convey what he'd like to do to Malfoy.
"Snog him sensely?" Ginny suggested serenly.
"Yes!" Aftne a moment Harry's head shot up again. "Wait, what? No!"
"Oh, Yes, I thin that was a good answer."
"Ginny," he asked, slightly breathles and a littlecrazed. "Why on earth do you think Id want to snog Malfoy? he's a git!"
“That;s an excellent question,” can a dry voice from somewhere behding him, and Harry dropped back to the grass and tilted his head to look. Of course, there was Malfoy, standing not three feet away.
"Fuck me," he whimpered plaintively as Ginny collapsed into helpless giggles beside him on the grass.
"Well, I wouldn't go that far, Potter, considerig we've ont even discussed the snogging portion of this propostion yet, but it is a salient point for consideration."
Harry rlled onto his side. "See what I mean?" he demanded, pokking Giinny, which made her roll up into a helpess ball of laughter. "It's those poncy words adn oit just makes me crazy, Gin!"
"Potter," Malfoy's cultured voice was suddenly much closer than it had been. Harry flopped onto his back to find Malfoy hand appeared, almomst ike magic, on the ground, sitting cross legged right beside him. "Am I to infer ffrom your imsipid ramblings that the mere sound of my vouce and my elocution is enough to drive you beyind the limits of sanity/?"
Harry blinked at him several times, tying to parse outwhat he said before giving up. "Being around you is enougt o drive me craxy, malfoy. Alowasy has bee,"
Malofy noded, looking thoughtfully ant Ginny. 'Perhapd the she weasly is correct in this case, \potter."
Harry blinked up at him owlishy. "What are your on about, Malfoy?'
"Snogging, of course," Malofy said is if ti were the ost obvious this oin the word."
Harry felt his heart beating doule time in his chest. |What?! You want to snog me?"
"No, Potter," Malfoy replied in the poncy, annoying condescending and quitessentially malfoy way."you wbant to snog ME of course. I\m merely willing to participate, for good of the cause and all."
"The cauyse?" Harry managed faintly as Malfoy shifted to leaned over him, the bring light of a full moon backlighting his hair like ahalow around him.
"Quit right," malfoy murnmed, lips hovering just over harry's."Ive hcanged you know," he murmered, and Harry could taste the honey mead on his lips. "I'm happy tofurther the cuase of right these days. seems like a good enough place to start."
an with that, Harry's workd disolved into hot /smoth/wet, malfoy's tongue slipping into his mouth, and harry[s hands wrapped themselves around malfor, entirely of their own colition/ pulling him down flush agianast harry, malofy let out a little gasp, but never broke th kiss, bringin one hand up to wind itself in Harry; wild hair while the other slid down Harry's side to slipp around his hip, fingers digging into harry's backside. Harry et out a *meep* of surpise at that, but it just spurred him on, ratching up the heat between them.
"on tha note, I think it's time for me to find Dean,"came ginny's voice from beside him, but he could barely sare a though for her over tje overwhelming presensie of draco everyonewhere.
Malfoy pulled away for a moment, leaving harry panting and disoriented.
"Wha.. why'd you stop?" he was horrified to hear himself say, and felt his cheels colour at Malfoy's smirk. Malfoy looked up at Ginny. "Would you b a dear and case a disillusionment around us? thanks ever so."
Before Harrys even had a chance to reply, Malfoy's kis wer back on his. He thought he heard Ron's voice as the hea of the kiss pulled him back under
"Gin? You seen Harry?"
"Oh, he a littl busy right now, Ron. Best take to him later."
"Waiwt, thats him.. oh merlin, is that Malfo? What the fuck Gin? Oh I'm going to be sick!"
Author:
shaddyrI am of legal drinking age in my region: HELLS YES
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: HP - DRARRY
Challenge: Bonfire Night but alos Full Moon
Summary: drinks at the fire in the moonlight and Ginny thinks Harry should fess about who he fancies. I like this Ginny
Rating/Warnings: PG13 ish
Word count: 1300ish
Author's Notes (if any): Ok, so I’m not as drink I was last time we did this but stull drunk enough amnd I hope it makes sense but if it does nt wel, too bad. I had fun.
"A penny for them?"
Harry looked up from the glass dangling between his fingers to find Ginny grinning down at him. Despite his foul mood, he could not help but smile back.
"I'm afraid you'd be getting the short end of the deal," he said as she settled down on the grass beside him.
They sat in companionable silence for a moment, staring into the flames of the bonfire, watching their friends as they laughed, talked and danced in the firelight.
"So," she said presently, withouth looking at him, "Still waiting."
He let out a wry chuckle as he made a face. "Gin," he said, shaking his head, "What do you want me to say?"
She shrugged, glancing over at him with a sweet, slightly mischievous smile. "What I'd like to hear is that you're thiking about your grand future plans and you've madly in love with someone new, but I'll settle for hearing that you;re not entirely miserable and that maybe you've discovered you fancy someone."
He rolled his eyes. "Just because you and Dean are soppily and disgustingly in love-"
Ginny let out a laugh and smacked Harry's arm. He tried to doge her, but ened up splashing firewhiskey over the lip of his glass down the front os his shirt and over his hand.
"Hey, now!" he admonished her, licking the whiskey dripping over the ball of his thumb. "That's alcohol abuse!"
She just snorted and took a sip of her own drink as he brushed his hand over his shirt of flick the dropplets of firewhiskey off. He tossed back the last mouthfull and frowned at his now empty glass. And yes, ok, he'd already had three, but it was the last big bonfire night of the year, and NEWTs were over and everyone was cutting a bit loose, so yeah, he did wnat another one.
He looked mournfully to where everyone had dropped their things whe the bonire was first lit - his rucksack was somewhere in that pile, with his bottle of firewhiskey safely ensconced within. Th thought of making his way through the crowd od people to find it was daunting. He glowered at Ginny.
"You" he said imperiously, waving the glass at her, "owe me a drink."
He scowled when she laughed merrily at him. "Not my fault you managed to spill half of it down the front of you," she quipped. "But... " she looked at him, and her calculating expression made him a bit nervous. "If you tell me who you fancy, I'll go get you a drinl."
Harry let out a groana nd let himself fall back on the grass, arms splayed out beside him. "I don't... there isn't..."
She stretched outbesidde him proped up on one elbow and looked at him inquisitivly. "\Don't? Is'tn?" She tsked. "You are ever so eloquent, harry."
"Ugh," he grumbled, brining a hand up to cover his eyes. "You sound like Malfoy!"
"Oh, do I, really? Ho Interesting," She said with a chuckle. "In what waym. exactly is that?"
he groaned again. "With is poncy vocabulary and his perfect diction and his oh so elegant features and his pointy eyebrow, alwasy making some comment about my bad hair or my porr taste in clothing or how I stumble over my words-" he uncovered his face long enougn to crane his head up and glare over at her -"which only seems to happen, by the way, when I have to deal with poncy git, because he just makes me feel so... and then, sometimes I just get so worked up, and he does it on purpose Gin, that point git *knows* exactly what to say to get me steamed up, and when he does that, I'd really like to just..."
He setled back on the ground, hand over his eyes again, at a bit pf a loss, not really sure how to convey what he'd like to do to Malfoy.
"Snog him sensely?" Ginny suggested serenly.
"Yes!" Aftne a moment Harry's head shot up again. "Wait, what? No!"
"Oh, Yes, I thin that was a good answer."
"Ginny," he asked, slightly breathles and a littlecrazed. "Why on earth do you think Id want to snog Malfoy? he's a git!"
“That;s an excellent question,” can a dry voice from somewhere behding him, and Harry dropped back to the grass and tilted his head to look. Of course, there was Malfoy, standing not three feet away.
"Fuck me," he whimpered plaintively as Ginny collapsed into helpless giggles beside him on the grass.
"Well, I wouldn't go that far, Potter, considerig we've ont even discussed the snogging portion of this propostion yet, but it is a salient point for consideration."
Harry rlled onto his side. "See what I mean?" he demanded, pokking Giinny, which made her roll up into a helpess ball of laughter. "It's those poncy words adn oit just makes me crazy, Gin!"
"Potter," Malfoy's cultured voice was suddenly much closer than it had been. Harry flopped onto his back to find Malfoy hand appeared, almomst ike magic, on the ground, sitting cross legged right beside him. "Am I to infer ffrom your imsipid ramblings that the mere sound of my vouce and my elocution is enough to drive you beyind the limits of sanity/?"
Harry blinked at him several times, tying to parse outwhat he said before giving up. "Being around you is enougt o drive me craxy, malfoy. Alowasy has bee,"
Malofy noded, looking thoughtfully ant Ginny. 'Perhapd the she weasly is correct in this case, \potter."
Harry blinked up at him owlishy. "What are your on about, Malfoy?'
"Snogging, of course," Malofy said is if ti were the ost obvious this oin the word."
Harry felt his heart beating doule time in his chest. |What?! You want to snog me?"
"No, Potter," Malfoy replied in the poncy, annoying condescending and quitessentially malfoy way."you wbant to snog ME of course. I\m merely willing to participate, for good of the cause and all."
"The cauyse?" Harry managed faintly as Malfoy shifted to leaned over him, the bring light of a full moon backlighting his hair like ahalow around him.
"Quit right," malfoy murnmed, lips hovering just over harry's."Ive hcanged you know," he murmered, and Harry could taste the honey mead on his lips. "I'm happy tofurther the cuase of right these days. seems like a good enough place to start."
an with that, Harry's workd disolved into hot /smoth/wet, malfoy's tongue slipping into his mouth, and harry[s hands wrapped themselves around malfor, entirely of their own colition/ pulling him down flush agianast harry, malofy let out a little gasp, but never broke th kiss, bringin one hand up to wind itself in Harry; wild hair while the other slid down Harry's side to slipp around his hip, fingers digging into harry's backside. Harry et out a *meep* of surpise at that, but it just spurred him on, ratching up the heat between them.
"on tha note, I think it's time for me to find Dean,"came ginny's voice from beside him, but he could barely sare a though for her over tje overwhelming presensie of draco everyonewhere.
Malfoy pulled away for a moment, leaving harry panting and disoriented.
"Wha.. why'd you stop?" he was horrified to hear himself say, and felt his cheels colour at Malfoy's smirk. Malfoy looked up at Ginny. "Would you b a dear and case a disillusionment around us? thanks ever so."
Before Harrys even had a chance to reply, Malfoy's kis wer back on his. He thought he heard Ron's voice as the hea of the kiss pulled him back under
"Gin? You seen Harry?"
"Oh, he a littl busy right now, Ron. Best take to him later."
"Waiwt, thats him.. oh merlin, is that Malfo? What the fuck Gin? Oh I'm going to be sick!"
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:32 am (UTC)Draco really is happy to do anything for the cause these days, especially if Harry is involved.
Glad that you enjoyed!
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Date: 2017-11-08 01:36 am (UTC)I loved that even when you were drunkenly banging on the keyboard, you still managed to get Draco to speak well and making your point. ;)
♥
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:34 am (UTC)It's funny, even when I am blearily squinting at the keyboard trying to discern the M from the N because of wine fog, I can hear that prat's voice in my head VERY CLEARLY...
Not sure what that says about me, though...
Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2017-11-08 04:12 am (UTC)No wonder Harry was in knots.
And Ginny was fun here.
Poor, poor Ron, though. ;)
And the typos didn't take away from Draco's poncy words one bit.
Fabulous!
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:35 am (UTC)Well put!
So glad that you liked it!
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Date: 2017-11-10 12:39 am (UTC)This was so funny, it was like Scottish-ish ubiquitous Draco!
I like this Ginny too. I would totally read more of this happy, in-love-with-someone-else- and-buds-with-Harry Ginny.
I hope Ron's final line was not the author's mouthpiece!
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:37 am (UTC)OMG I laughed so hard when I read this, I could hardly breathe!
I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2017-11-10 11:08 pm (UTC)"you wbant to snog ME of course. I\m merely willing to participate, for good of the cause and all." <-- perfect!!!
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:38 am (UTC):)
Glad you enjoyed!
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Date: 2017-11-11 01:45 am (UTC)I too love the friendship between Gin and Harry, and the way horrified!Ron sneaks in there. Totally plausible, MA!
Elocution!
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Date: 2017-11-11 01:59 am (UTC)And poor Ron in the end! Why isn't he bsy with Hermione? Or Goyle, or Tiger... mmh
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Date: 2017-11-29 07:39 am (UTC)So glad you enjoyed!