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bleedingangel84Title: Cooking
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 77
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Just a random something inspired by the prompts.
Written for: JMDC 167-chance, luck, resolve
Summary:Draco takes an unusual chance.
“I might set myself on fire or something, Harry.”
“You’ve always been good at taking chances, Draco. Why should learning to cook be any different?”
“You aren’t afraid I’ll poison you?”
“No. We’re wizards, and they have spells for that. With any luck, what you make will be entirely edible. I hope.”
“Hey! That’s enough of disparaging my talents, thank you.”
“Sorry, love.”
Steeling his resolve, Draco bit his lip and signed the roster for cooking classes.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 77
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Notes: Just a random something inspired by the prompts.
Written for: JMDC 167-chance, luck, resolve
Summary:Draco takes an unusual chance.
“I might set myself on fire or something, Harry.”
“You’ve always been good at taking chances, Draco. Why should learning to cook be any different?”
“You aren’t afraid I’ll poison you?”
“No. We’re wizards, and they have spells for that. With any luck, what you make will be entirely edible. I hope.”
“Hey! That’s enough of disparaging my talents, thank you.”
“Sorry, love.”
Steeling his resolve, Draco bit his lip and signed the roster for cooking classes.”