The Pink Plot

[bleedingangel84]

Title: The Pink Plot

Author: bleedingangel84 

Beta: None

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: R

Warnings: Language, Sexual Suggestion

Word Count: 365

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.

Written for:hogwarts365  Prompt 229-A kiss on the shoulder, Pink Eyebrows Slumbering

Notes: Just a silly little thing for last week’s prompts. Apologies to the mods and readers for being so late, but I hope you enjoy this nonetheless.

Summary: Harry and Draco plot revenge for Ron’s ill-advised prank.







“Harry! Come here! Hurry!”

“Merlin, Draco what’s the matter?!”

“My eyebrows, Harry! Look!”

“They’re pink. Why are your eyebrows pink?”

“How the hell do I know?! I didn’t do it. Fix it, Harry! The party is in an hour!”

“I know, I know! But how am I supposed to fix it? I didn’t do it. Did you eat anything strange today?”

“What in Merlin’s name am I supposed to have eaten that would turn my eyebrows pink?!” Draco shrieked.

“Just think about it. You know Ron’s always leaving trick sweets here. I thought perhaps you might’ve eaten something he left.”

“I’ll kill that blasted little Weasel! I always knew he hated me, but this—I can’t bear it.”

“Yes, you can. They don’t look that bad. You look rather interesting like that.”

Draco contemplated his pink eyebrows in the full-length mirror, sighing when Harry stood behind him and placed a comforting kiss on his shoulder. “You might be right. But I still want to kill Weasley. Slowly.”

“He only does things like this because he knows how you’ll react. He’s like a kid who sets off firecrackers just to hear them bang. If you stop reacting, he might stop doing it,” Harry advised.

“But Harry, pink! Horrid, disgusting bubblegum pink! How could I not react to this?!”

“You’re a Slytherin, aren’t you?” Harry asked.

“To the bone, but what does that have to do with anything?”

“Just wait until he least expects it, and then take revenge. Quietly, and in a way that he hates.”

“Harry, that sounds rather evil of you. Isn’t Ron a friend of yours?”

“You know he is, but you’re my fiancé, and tonight is our engagement party. If he hurts you, he hurts me. And no one hurts the man I love without paying for it."

“Damn Harry! I love when you come over all protective. It’s sexy as fuck.”

“I have an idea: Slumbering Powder in his food. He should sleep for days.”

“Just make sure that he doesn’t end up asleep in out bedroom. I have plans for you later. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“Mmm, I really love the way you think.”