Horsing around
Jan. 21st, 2018 10:33 pmTitle: Horsing Around
Author:
bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Angst
Word Count: 156
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Short and sweet offering for this month’s prompts. I hope readers enjoy.
Written for: prompt 64 at dove_drabbles- Discover yourself; JMDC 143-passion, pillow, proper
Summary: Draco talks a depressed Harry into a horseback riding trip.
“Come with me, Harry.”
“Maybe next time. I think I’d rather just stick my head in a pillow and forget I exist right now.”
“That’s it, Potter. I’m getting you out of the house if I have to carry you out myself.”
“No, Draco! My God, you really are a sadist, you know that?”
“Oh, so now it’s sadistic to care that my best friend is depressed, is it?”
“If you were a proper Malfoy, you’d be glorying in my downfall right now.”
“Luckily for you, a proper Malfoy is something I never wanted to be. Now get up, or I will drag you out of that bed.”
“You have quite a passion for bossing me around, don’t you?”
“Potter. Up. Now.”
“Fine, I surrender. I’ll get up. But if I fall off, I’ll kill you.”
“It’s less harrowing than a broom, and you may just discover yourself today. You’ll love riding, I promise.”
“I’d better.”
Author:
Beta: None
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Angst
Word Count: 156
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Short and sweet offering for this month’s prompts. I hope readers enjoy.
Written for: prompt 64 at dove_drabbles- Discover yourself; JMDC 143-passion, pillow, proper
Summary: Draco talks a depressed Harry into a horseback riding trip.
“Come with me, Harry.”
“Maybe next time. I think I’d rather just stick my head in a pillow and forget I exist right now.”
“That’s it, Potter. I’m getting you out of the house if I have to carry you out myself.”
“No, Draco! My God, you really are a sadist, you know that?”
“Oh, so now it’s sadistic to care that my best friend is depressed, is it?”
“If you were a proper Malfoy, you’d be glorying in my downfall right now.”
“Luckily for you, a proper Malfoy is something I never wanted to be. Now get up, or I will drag you out of that bed.”
“You have quite a passion for bossing me around, don’t you?”
“Potter. Up. Now.”
“Fine, I surrender. I’ll get up. But if I fall off, I’ll kill you.”
“It’s less harrowing than a broom, and you may just discover yourself today. You’ll love riding, I promise.”
“I’d better.”