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firewhiskeyficTitle: ‘a nice day for coming in malfoy face.
Author:firethesound
I am of legal drinking age in my region: YES
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Harry/Draco – Harry Potter Fandom
Challenge: Rogue Bludger, Stormy Weather
Summary: blowjosbs
Rating/Warnings: blowjobs
Word count: 1400
Author's Notes (if any): oh my god
An Impervius Charm kept the worst of the rain off, but it was still miserable being out on a day like this.
But Ginny had insisted that it couldn’t wait. Her tryouts with the Holyhead Harpies were next week and Harry, being the good friend that he was, had volunteered to go buy her a new pair of gloves when one of her old set had got irreparably mauled by Crookshanks.
Personally, Harry thought that either Ron (it was his sister) should be here, or Hermione (it was her cat) should have gone, but neither of them had spoken up and Harry, still feeling vaguely guilty over their breakup, had found himself volunteering just to keep the awkward silence from stretching on any longer than it already had.
Sighing, Harry dodged a deepening puddle in the middle of Diagon, and refreshed his charm. The rain was the sort of torrential downpour that only happened once in a blue moon, and Harry didn’t want to risk being soaked through. Bad enough that the humidity was making his hair curl wilder than usual, even through the charm. He hurried onward, eager to get his mission take care of so he could get back to the Burrow. The fireplace at the Burrow would certainly be lit by now, and curling up beside it with a nice cuppa and a good book sounded like just the thing while the storm raged on outside.
Ginny was mad, utterly mad. She was currently out there right now,zooming around on her broomstick. It was best to practice in inclement weather while she could, she’d said. Best to be prepared for flying in the worst weather, since Quidditch matches were almost never cancelled.
Harry had nearly reached Quality Quidditch Supplies when the street suddenly erupted in pandemonium.
The huge plate glass display window suddenly exploded outward as at least a dozen bludgers smashed through it and zoomed out onto the street. Luckily, with the storm going on, there weren’t very many people out on the street. Unluckily for Harry, that meant that all the Bludgers went straight for him.
He deflected two of them with quick slashes of his wand, but a third curved sharpy and slammed into him from behind, knocking him sprawling on the wet pavement. He lost his grip on his wand, and another bludger whizzed by, missing his head by less than an inch.
“Shit!” Harry yelped, and dove for cover.
The nearest place was Eeylops Owl Emporium, and he din’t register the “CLOSED” sign in the doorwas flipped until he’d already barged through it.
A Bludger slammed into it,, then two more in quick succession, rattling the door in its frame, and Harry backed cautiously away.
“Hello—Oh. Potter.”
Harry turned around, squinting through his raindrop-spattered glasses, and saw‑
“malfoy.”
Malfoy scowled at him. “I thought you were the shopkeeper. He went down the street for a cup of coffee nearly ten minutes ago.’
“well he’s probably not coming back any time soon,” Harry said. Another of the rogue bludgers slammed into the door, punctuating his point.
Malfoy glared. “what’s going on out there.”
“I don’t know,” Harry admitted. “Bludgers gone mad.”
“Surprised you haven’t stopped them, being the chosen one and all.”
“Lost my wand,” harry admitted.
“Accio want!” Malfoy said, waving his own. Harry’s wand came in through the mail slot of the door.
“Oh,” said harry.” That’s nice of you. Thanks.”
“Don’t’ mention it,” Malfoy said.
“So,” harry aid, looking up at the cages of owls. “What are you doing here?”
“Obviously I’m buying an owl,” Malfoy told him.” Why else would I be in here??”
I don’t know,” Harry said to him “Didn’t you already have an owl?”
“I did” Malfoy said. “he died.”
“Er,” Harry said. He felt sort of as thought he ought to apologize, but Malfoy didn’t seem terribly broken up about his dead owl. Mostly he just seemed inconvenienced and kind of annoyed about it.
“He was very old,” MAlfoy said dismissively.
“Oh,” said Harry, because he didn’t know what else to say.
“Well” Malfoy said, looking around. I supposed the the shopkeeper will be back at some point.
“Well he does work here after all, Harry said. “I imagine he will be.”
Malfoy glared at him.
Just then the red alarm spell began to blare. It was something that all the shops in Diagon alley had put in after the Voldemort thing. To warn their patrons of danger so that they can stay safe.
“Or not,” Harry said, wincing. Even as he said it, he could feeel the heavy duty wards snap into place. They weren’t getting out of here any time soon. Trapped with Malfoy this day couldn’t get any worse.
Malyofy glared at him as if it’s all his fault. Harry rolled his eyes and ignored him. For once this had nothing do to do with him, Nothing at all. I t wasn’t harry s fault that bad luck seemed to follow him round like a stray cat he’d fed once and now couldn’t seem to get rid of.
“Fuck,” Malfoy muttered. “I was supposed to be home soon.”
Sighing Harry hopped up to sit on the counter. There was nowhere else to sit in the shop. It was crowded with owl cages and shelves of supplies, owl food and cages and a good supply of envelopes and parchment and quills. Ridicuously harry thought about sending a message, but no, he was sure that the Ministry had already been alerted about the rouge bludgers . Every so often he could hear them bouncing off the building.
“Maybe there’s a floor?” he said listlessly, because harry s luck didn’t work like that.
“Floos have been shut down too,” Malfoy said. He looked around for nother seat but accepted that there wasn’t anything other than the counter unless he wanted to go sit inside an owl cage with an owl but that’s stupid be cause he probably wouldn’t even fit given that he was a human sized human and the owl cages were built for owl sized owls.
“oh,” said harry. “Looks like were stuck here. Together.”
It would appear so,” Mafoy said. Then sighed. “I’ve had fantasizes that start this war
“
Harry glanced at him. What?”
Malfoy looked at him and arched an eyebrow. “ You haven’t had fantaised about me like this? Trapped together?” I always thought it’d be a snowstorm. You know, huddled together for warmth. But this’ll do I think/”
Thunder crashed outside, The lights flickered and wend out.
Now it as dark and Hary isn’t have to see malofys face anymore. It gave him the courage to say “I guess maybe I have ?”
“Have what?”
damnit malfoy was going to make him say it.
I have had fantasized about you too,” Harry admited his heart pounded even in his wildest dream s he couldn’t believe he was saying any of this.Was the rain full of veritaserum why was he admitting this?”
But be fore he could think that any further Malfoy leaned in and kissed him on the mout
“Mmmpghr” Said harry, surprised. But malfoy’s mouth was soft and warm against his own and he was a suprsinsgly good kisser and Harry had been thinking about this for so long. Not since Hogwarts malfoy was horrible then, but after the war hed made amends and he’d triesd hart do apoligoces and to make amends and to prove that he was trying to be a better person and then Harry was okay withthinking he was attractive
And then malfoy put his hand on harry’s duck and harry stoppd thinking entirely. “Oh fuck he said, “ That feels really good keep doing that.
Malfoy kissed him again and pulled up his fly, puling out his cock.
“I want to blow you he said.
“Yes please said harry that sound really nice I would like to have your mouth on y my dick. Please.
Malfoy chuckedled. “So pleased to see you haven’t lost your manners,””
And then Malfoy got off he counter and kneeled down and put his mouth on Harry’ s dick and it was so wet and hot nad perfect that Harry counld’t help but groaned outloud.
Amfoy sucked his dick really nice and Harry was panting and blowing his load in notime “Cant I come n your mouth?” he asked because that was the polite things to do whens omeone had there mouth onhis duck.
“Please” mlfoos said without stopping “ I want you to come in my face. “
So harry did nad it was really nice.
The end.
Author:
firethesoundI am of legal drinking age in my region: YES
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Harry/Draco – Harry Potter Fandom
Challenge: Rogue Bludger, Stormy Weather
Summary: blowjosbs
Rating/Warnings: blowjobs
Word count: 1400
Author's Notes (if any): oh my god
An Impervius Charm kept the worst of the rain off, but it was still miserable being out on a day like this.
But Ginny had insisted that it couldn’t wait. Her tryouts with the Holyhead Harpies were next week and Harry, being the good friend that he was, had volunteered to go buy her a new pair of gloves when one of her old set had got irreparably mauled by Crookshanks.
Personally, Harry thought that either Ron (it was his sister) should be here, or Hermione (it was her cat) should have gone, but neither of them had spoken up and Harry, still feeling vaguely guilty over their breakup, had found himself volunteering just to keep the awkward silence from stretching on any longer than it already had.
Sighing, Harry dodged a deepening puddle in the middle of Diagon, and refreshed his charm. The rain was the sort of torrential downpour that only happened once in a blue moon, and Harry didn’t want to risk being soaked through. Bad enough that the humidity was making his hair curl wilder than usual, even through the charm. He hurried onward, eager to get his mission take care of so he could get back to the Burrow. The fireplace at the Burrow would certainly be lit by now, and curling up beside it with a nice cuppa and a good book sounded like just the thing while the storm raged on outside.
Ginny was mad, utterly mad. She was currently out there right now,zooming around on her broomstick. It was best to practice in inclement weather while she could, she’d said. Best to be prepared for flying in the worst weather, since Quidditch matches were almost never cancelled.
Harry had nearly reached Quality Quidditch Supplies when the street suddenly erupted in pandemonium.
The huge plate glass display window suddenly exploded outward as at least a dozen bludgers smashed through it and zoomed out onto the street. Luckily, with the storm going on, there weren’t very many people out on the street. Unluckily for Harry, that meant that all the Bludgers went straight for him.
He deflected two of them with quick slashes of his wand, but a third curved sharpy and slammed into him from behind, knocking him sprawling on the wet pavement. He lost his grip on his wand, and another bludger whizzed by, missing his head by less than an inch.
“Shit!” Harry yelped, and dove for cover.
The nearest place was Eeylops Owl Emporium, and he din’t register the “CLOSED” sign in the doorwas flipped until he’d already barged through it.
A Bludger slammed into it,, then two more in quick succession, rattling the door in its frame, and Harry backed cautiously away.
“Hello—Oh. Potter.”
Harry turned around, squinting through his raindrop-spattered glasses, and saw‑
“malfoy.”
Malfoy scowled at him. “I thought you were the shopkeeper. He went down the street for a cup of coffee nearly ten minutes ago.’
“well he’s probably not coming back any time soon,” Harry said. Another of the rogue bludgers slammed into the door, punctuating his point.
Malfoy glared. “what’s going on out there.”
“I don’t know,” Harry admitted. “Bludgers gone mad.”
“Surprised you haven’t stopped them, being the chosen one and all.”
“Lost my wand,” harry admitted.
“Accio want!” Malfoy said, waving his own. Harry’s wand came in through the mail slot of the door.
“Oh,” said harry.” That’s nice of you. Thanks.”
“Don’t’ mention it,” Malfoy said.
“So,” harry aid, looking up at the cages of owls. “What are you doing here?”
“Obviously I’m buying an owl,” Malfoy told him.” Why else would I be in here??”
I don’t know,” Harry said to him “Didn’t you already have an owl?”
“I did” Malfoy said. “he died.”
“Er,” Harry said. He felt sort of as thought he ought to apologize, but Malfoy didn’t seem terribly broken up about his dead owl. Mostly he just seemed inconvenienced and kind of annoyed about it.
“He was very old,” MAlfoy said dismissively.
“Oh,” said Harry, because he didn’t know what else to say.
“Well” Malfoy said, looking around. I supposed the the shopkeeper will be back at some point.
“Well he does work here after all, Harry said. “I imagine he will be.”
Malfoy glared at him.
Just then the red alarm spell began to blare. It was something that all the shops in Diagon alley had put in after the Voldemort thing. To warn their patrons of danger so that they can stay safe.
“Or not,” Harry said, wincing. Even as he said it, he could feeel the heavy duty wards snap into place. They weren’t getting out of here any time soon. Trapped with Malfoy this day couldn’t get any worse.
Malyofy glared at him as if it’s all his fault. Harry rolled his eyes and ignored him. For once this had nothing do to do with him, Nothing at all. I t wasn’t harry s fault that bad luck seemed to follow him round like a stray cat he’d fed once and now couldn’t seem to get rid of.
“Fuck,” Malfoy muttered. “I was supposed to be home soon.”
Sighing Harry hopped up to sit on the counter. There was nowhere else to sit in the shop. It was crowded with owl cages and shelves of supplies, owl food and cages and a good supply of envelopes and parchment and quills. Ridicuously harry thought about sending a message, but no, he was sure that the Ministry had already been alerted about the rouge bludgers . Every so often he could hear them bouncing off the building.
“Maybe there’s a floor?” he said listlessly, because harry s luck didn’t work like that.
“Floos have been shut down too,” Malfoy said. He looked around for nother seat but accepted that there wasn’t anything other than the counter unless he wanted to go sit inside an owl cage with an owl but that’s stupid be cause he probably wouldn’t even fit given that he was a human sized human and the owl cages were built for owl sized owls.
“oh,” said harry. “Looks like were stuck here. Together.”
It would appear so,” Mafoy said. Then sighed. “I’ve had fantasizes that start this war
“
Harry glanced at him. What?”
Malfoy looked at him and arched an eyebrow. “ You haven’t had fantaised about me like this? Trapped together?” I always thought it’d be a snowstorm. You know, huddled together for warmth. But this’ll do I think/”
Thunder crashed outside, The lights flickered and wend out.
Now it as dark and Hary isn’t have to see malofys face anymore. It gave him the courage to say “I guess maybe I have ?”
“Have what?”
damnit malfoy was going to make him say it.
I have had fantasized about you too,” Harry admited his heart pounded even in his wildest dream s he couldn’t believe he was saying any of this.Was the rain full of veritaserum why was he admitting this?”
But be fore he could think that any further Malfoy leaned in and kissed him on the mout
“Mmmpghr” Said harry, surprised. But malfoy’s mouth was soft and warm against his own and he was a suprsinsgly good kisser and Harry had been thinking about this for so long. Not since Hogwarts malfoy was horrible then, but after the war hed made amends and he’d triesd hart do apoligoces and to make amends and to prove that he was trying to be a better person and then Harry was okay withthinking he was attractive
And then malfoy put his hand on harry’s duck and harry stoppd thinking entirely. “Oh fuck he said, “ That feels really good keep doing that.
Malfoy kissed him again and pulled up his fly, puling out his cock.
“I want to blow you he said.
“Yes please said harry that sound really nice I would like to have your mouth on y my dick. Please.
Malfoy chuckedled. “So pleased to see you haven’t lost your manners,””
And then Malfoy got off he counter and kneeled down and put his mouth on Harry’ s dick and it was so wet and hot nad perfect that Harry counld’t help but groaned outloud.
Amfoy sucked his dick really nice and Harry was panting and blowing his load in notime “Cant I come n your mouth?” he asked because that was the polite things to do whens omeone had there mouth onhis duck.
“Please” mlfoos said without stopping “ I want you to come in my face. “
So harry did nad it was really nice.
The end.