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CiraArana ([info]ciraarana) wrote,
@ 2009-07-19 12:16:00
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Drabble: Firecall (Harry/Scorpius)
Title: Firecall
Author: CiraArana
Pairing: Harry/Scorpius
Rating: a very mild R
Word count: 100
Warnings: accidental voyeurism
Summary: Ron realises he should have listened to Harry.
Disclaimer: All fictional work/artwork is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No offence is meant by the actions of any characters portrayed.
Author's Note: Written for [info]harryscorp100's challenge #23 - stunned.


Firecall

Ron gaped in incredulous silence, too stunned to even blink.

There, on Harry’s sofa, lounged the youngest Malfoy. Stretched out, hair mussed, looking as though he felt right at home.

And he was only half dressed.

Then there was Harry, too, who was even less dressed. They were kissing. Touching. Ron’s jaw dropped further as he understood why Harry had told him not to use Harry’s private floo.

When Malfoy’s hand disappeared into Harry’s pants and Harry groaned, Ron jerked his head back, ending the firecall. He staggered to his feet and went in search of a bottle of Firewhiskey.



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