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firewhiskeyficTitle: the stinger
Author:lowereastside
I am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/no) very yes
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: drarry
Challenge/Prompts used: all of them?!
Summary: draco doesnt need a love potion, only a love poem
Rating/Warnings: E but like badly
Word count: 860
Author's Notes (if any): i miss going out and getting drinks :( so harry and draco can do it. heh heh 'do it.'
It's way more crowded in here than harry expected. he pushes past the throngs of people - peope he recognizes, some he doesn't, and manages to find a seat off to the side. The decor is wild, a mishmash of stars and streamers and something floating in the air that he thinks might be lunas dirigible plums. whoever thought that lavender and luna would start a cafe together?
''beats madam puddifoots, eh?'' Ron says suddenly behind him, arriving with the ales.
"so why are we here anyway?"
"Well, luna told me there was something we wouldn't want to miss."
AS if on cue, the crowd hushed and a spotlight turned on the small stage. Luna appeared at the microphone.
"Hello everyone, thank you for coming tonight. As promised. we have a selection of the best young poets doing readings for you tonight. To start off tonight, let us welcome..." Harry tuned out Luna's voice as he caught a glimpse o f silver hair in the crowd.
"Whys Malfoy here? Isnt this thing a little beneath him?"
Ron shrugged. "Beats me. I'm gonna lose you to malfoy watching for the night now, aren't I?"
"I- what!" Harry sputtered. But he didn't say ron was wrong.
The poetry readings were just alright, in harry's opinion. This had never really been his scene. After two performers though, his eyes were fixed to the stage. Malfoy stepped up to a smattering of applause and cleared his throat.
I call this one 'The Stinger," he began.
"Sounds liek a shot" ron laughed off to Harry's side. He laughed as well but stopped as soon as Malfoy began to speak in a low voice.
His poem was about painful love. using imagaery of being poisoned to make his point
"Oh, to be young and feel love's keen sting" he sighed dramatically, and harry wanted to laugh but found he couldn't anymore. Malfoy's words swirled in his mind and he found he could only conentrate on his pink lips speaking.
" mate, I feel like he's talking about someone" Ron whispered.
"someone lucky, Harry muttered. Ron shook his head. "youre both idiots."
Draco only had to one peom to perform, and although it was long, harry coulnd't remember most of it, only a sense of longing and resignation. when he left the stage, there was considerably more applause than when hed stepped up.
"i'll be right back' harry told ron.
'no you won't, ron sighed, watching harry follow malfoy to the bar.
malfoy leaned over the bar, pert ass on display. 'whatever he's having,' harry said to the bartender, making malfoy look up in confusion. 'for the poem,' harry said. 'it was nice.'
'nice eh?' malfoy accepted the drink the bartender was sliding over. 'thanks for the amortentia, potter.'
harry sputtered again. that was his look for the evening. 't-the wha?'
'the cocktail name.' malfoy sipped out of the extraordinarily [it took me so long to think how to spell that] long straw and waggled his eyebrows.
'are you hitting on me?' harry asked faintly.
'well, you said you liked my poem.'
'oh.' oh!' something merciafully clicked in harry's brain. 'that was for me?' malfoy only rolled his eyes. ' well i had better thank you with more than a cocktail, harry said feeling bold.
'hmm.' malfoy looked him up and down then slurped his drink quickly, noisily, to the end. 'all right then. follow me.'
and harry did. because harry always does, doesn't he?
in the alley behind the cafe, malfoy wasted no time throwing harry up against the wall.
'wait,' harry panted, 'i though i was giving you something?
'oh trust me this is a gift,' malfoy said, pulling harry out of his trousers. 'too fast?' he asked, a bit late.
'no, no, just - oh!!!' malfoy dropped to his knees and took harry to the root in one smooth motion his mouth was still cold from the icy cocktail, and harry couldnt help but thrust at his mouth. this was going to end embarrassingly quickly.
[both because harry is pent up and because i don't think i can make this scene long]
sure enough, as soon as malfoy pulled back from bobbing up and down, and sucked the head of harrys cock with a little added twist from his hand, harry was set off. malfoy drank it all down like it was a tasty drink. god what are metaphors.
'can i return the favor?' harry panted when malfoy stood up.
'you know what you can do for me? malfoy said, whipping out his own cock and jacking it against harry's spent one. 'call me draco.'
'fuck, ill call you anything if you put that inside me later,' harry said, looking down at draco's dick. that was apparently the right thing to say, because draco came all over harry's clothes, and didn't even apologize.
i have more booze at my house,' draco said when he caught his breath.
'more amotentia? harry laughed.
'i don't think we'll be needing that,' draco smirked, as he grabbed harry's ass an apparated them away.
Author:
lowereastsideI am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/no) very yes
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: drarry
Challenge/Prompts used: all of them?!
Summary: draco doesnt need a love potion, only a love poem
Rating/Warnings: E but like badly
Word count: 860
Author's Notes (if any): i miss going out and getting drinks :( so harry and draco can do it. heh heh 'do it.'
It's way more crowded in here than harry expected. he pushes past the throngs of people - peope he recognizes, some he doesn't, and manages to find a seat off to the side. The decor is wild, a mishmash of stars and streamers and something floating in the air that he thinks might be lunas dirigible plums. whoever thought that lavender and luna would start a cafe together?
''beats madam puddifoots, eh?'' Ron says suddenly behind him, arriving with the ales.
"so why are we here anyway?"
"Well, luna told me there was something we wouldn't want to miss."
AS if on cue, the crowd hushed and a spotlight turned on the small stage. Luna appeared at the microphone.
"Hello everyone, thank you for coming tonight. As promised. we have a selection of the best young poets doing readings for you tonight. To start off tonight, let us welcome..." Harry tuned out Luna's voice as he caught a glimpse o f silver hair in the crowd.
"Whys Malfoy here? Isnt this thing a little beneath him?"
Ron shrugged. "Beats me. I'm gonna lose you to malfoy watching for the night now, aren't I?"
"I- what!" Harry sputtered. But he didn't say ron was wrong.
The poetry readings were just alright, in harry's opinion. This had never really been his scene. After two performers though, his eyes were fixed to the stage. Malfoy stepped up to a smattering of applause and cleared his throat.
I call this one 'The Stinger," he began.
"Sounds liek a shot" ron laughed off to Harry's side. He laughed as well but stopped as soon as Malfoy began to speak in a low voice.
His poem was about painful love. using imagaery of being poisoned to make his point
"Oh, to be young and feel love's keen sting" he sighed dramatically, and harry wanted to laugh but found he couldn't anymore. Malfoy's words swirled in his mind and he found he could only conentrate on his pink lips speaking.
" mate, I feel like he's talking about someone" Ron whispered.
"someone lucky, Harry muttered. Ron shook his head. "youre both idiots."
Draco only had to one peom to perform, and although it was long, harry coulnd't remember most of it, only a sense of longing and resignation. when he left the stage, there was considerably more applause than when hed stepped up.
"i'll be right back' harry told ron.
'no you won't, ron sighed, watching harry follow malfoy to the bar.
malfoy leaned over the bar, pert ass on display. 'whatever he's having,' harry said to the bartender, making malfoy look up in confusion. 'for the poem,' harry said. 'it was nice.'
'nice eh?' malfoy accepted the drink the bartender was sliding over. 'thanks for the amortentia, potter.'
harry sputtered again. that was his look for the evening. 't-the wha?'
'the cocktail name.' malfoy sipped out of the extraordinarily [it took me so long to think how to spell that] long straw and waggled his eyebrows.
'are you hitting on me?' harry asked faintly.
'well, you said you liked my poem.'
'oh.' oh!' something merciafully clicked in harry's brain. 'that was for me?' malfoy only rolled his eyes. ' well i had better thank you with more than a cocktail, harry said feeling bold.
'hmm.' malfoy looked him up and down then slurped his drink quickly, noisily, to the end. 'all right then. follow me.'
and harry did. because harry always does, doesn't he?
in the alley behind the cafe, malfoy wasted no time throwing harry up against the wall.
'wait,' harry panted, 'i though i was giving you something?
'oh trust me this is a gift,' malfoy said, pulling harry out of his trousers. 'too fast?' he asked, a bit late.
'no, no, just - oh!!!' malfoy dropped to his knees and took harry to the root in one smooth motion his mouth was still cold from the icy cocktail, and harry couldnt help but thrust at his mouth. this was going to end embarrassingly quickly.
[both because harry is pent up and because i don't think i can make this scene long]
sure enough, as soon as malfoy pulled back from bobbing up and down, and sucked the head of harrys cock with a little added twist from his hand, harry was set off. malfoy drank it all down like it was a tasty drink. god what are metaphors.
'can i return the favor?' harry panted when malfoy stood up.
'you know what you can do for me? malfoy said, whipping out his own cock and jacking it against harry's spent one. 'call me draco.'
'fuck, ill call you anything if you put that inside me later,' harry said, looking down at draco's dick. that was apparently the right thing to say, because draco came all over harry's clothes, and didn't even apologize.
i have more booze at my house,' draco said when he caught his breath.
'more amotentia? harry laughed.
'i don't think we'll be needing that,' draco smirked, as he grabbed harry's ass an apparated them away.
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Date: 2021-02-16 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-02-16 08:57 pm (UTC)'no you won't, ron sighed
I lost it here! :DDD Long-suffering Ron is my jam!
But then: 'call me draco.'
'fuck, ill call you anything if you put that inside me later,'
Um, YES. Ahem.
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Date: 2021-02-17 12:02 am (UTC)I love the idea of Ron noticing Harry’s pining and being so over it lolol
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Date: 2021-02-17 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-02-17 04:50 am (UTC)this made me laugh so much LOL the only line he could remember was dumbledore's line
Draco only had to one peom to perform, and although it was long, harry coulnd't remember most of it, only a sense of longing and resignation.
I also laughed so much at this:
draco came all over harry's clothes, and didn't even apologize.
how dare he not apologize!!! (but also so in character lol!!)
thank you MA!!
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Date: 2021-02-17 08:01 am (UTC)"i'll be right back' harry told ron.
'no you won't, ron sighed
Sexy and funny!
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Date: 2021-02-18 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-02-18 07:49 pm (UTC)I love Ron just shaking his head on the sidelines thinking they are both idiots.
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Date: 2021-02-19 04:04 pm (UTC)and harry did. because harry always does, doesn't he?
LOLOLOL Facts. Love Draco doing a poetry reading in the first place. Fab work!!
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Date: 2021-02-19 05:45 pm (UTC)I enjoyed this so much!
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Date: 2021-02-21 03:53 am (UTC)Between this and every word out of Ron's mouth, this was a GOLDEN fic!
♥ hearts;
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Date: 2021-02-21 05:27 am (UTC)I also love how the author is willing to take responsibility for Harry's probable premature ejaculation.
Also, it's inspired to have a cocktail named "Amortentia" that isn't really amortentia. Well done, that. Clever of Luna and Lav.
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Date: 2021-02-21 03:27 pm (UTC)this was going to end embarrassingly quickly.
[both because harry is pent up and because i don't think i can make this scene long]
Haha, I felt this so much!