Spider Wrangler
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bleedingangel84Title: Spider Wrangler
Author/Artist:bleedingangel84
Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 461
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
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dove_drabbles 141-All progress should be celebrated. ; JMDC 233-live, love, life
Notes: This one is inspired byenchanted_jae ’s adventure with the spider in her kitchen sink and this month’s prompts. I don’t know why my brain went here, but many thanks and humblest apologies for borrowing from your life. I hope readers love my little story. No offense was meant, and no spiders were harmed in the crafting of this fic.
Summary: Harry rescues Draco from a spider.
“Harry, hurry! There’s a spider in here! It’s going to bite me.”
“I’m coming love, but you know, most spiders don’t like the taste of humans. Most of them eat insects.”
“I don’t need a lesson in creature habits right now, Potter! Just get it out of the shower so I can rinse off, would you?”
“What is on your head? Did you really make devil horns with your shampoo? That’s so cute!”
“Shut up. I’m not cute, I’m evil.”
“I don’t think so.”
“If you don’t stop laughing at me and get that damn spider out of here, I’ll hex you.”
“You won’t. You need me to rescue you from the spider.”
“I could kill it myself, I suppose.”
“You could but you won’t. You hate the thought of it being dead as much as you hate the thought of it biting you.”
“I can’t believe you’re talking about existential life questions while I’m being held hostage by something with eight legs. Just remove the tiny little beast, please?”
“I’ll get it. I’ll carry him into the garden. Lots of bugs to eat, and he can live a nice long life there away from humans.”
“You’re a big softie, aren’t you Potter?”
“You are, too, even if you won’t admit it. You could easily kill it if you wanted, but you didn’t.”
“I keep you around to save me from unpleasant things. Like visits from Weasley. Or cleaning the sink drain. Or getting rid of spiders that are about it to bite me. Could you remove the wiggly litte bugger from our immediate environs before he makes a feast of me? Preferably before the soap gets in my eyes? Are we done with our miniature crisis yet?”
“All life should be respected, Draco. Sometimes even a spider’s. They were the only company I had sometimes growing up, at least before I got Hedwig and moved from under the stairs.”
“What about Voldemort’s?”
“There are exceptions to every rule, but yes. Even his. He wasn’t always such a monster. He was a young boy at Hogwarts once, like us. If he hadn’t gone down such a wrong path, we might’ve even been friends in a different lifetime.”
“Take the spider out of here, and I’ll make dinner when I’m done.”
“Maybe we should order a takeaway instead. To celebrate your progress.”
“Progress in what?”
“The last time something like this happened, you let out a squeak and fainted. I had to catch you before you hit your head.”
“You were my knight in shining armour that day right enough. But you may want to be careful, Potter. I think your halo is showing.”
“I’ll show you just how wicked I can be tonight in bed.”
“Promise?”
“You can count on it.”
Author/Artist:
bleedingangel84 Rating: PG
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 461
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Written for:
dove_drabbles 141-All progress should be celebrated. ; JMDC 233-live, love, lifeNotes: This one is inspired by
enchanted_jae ’s adventure with the spider in her kitchen sink and this month’s prompts. I don’t know why my brain went here, but many thanks and humblest apologies for borrowing from your life. I hope readers love my little story. No offense was meant, and no spiders were harmed in the crafting of this fic.Summary: Harry rescues Draco from a spider.
“Harry, hurry! There’s a spider in here! It’s going to bite me.”
“I’m coming love, but you know, most spiders don’t like the taste of humans. Most of them eat insects.”
“I don’t need a lesson in creature habits right now, Potter! Just get it out of the shower so I can rinse off, would you?”
“What is on your head? Did you really make devil horns with your shampoo? That’s so cute!”
“Shut up. I’m not cute, I’m evil.”
“I don’t think so.”
“If you don’t stop laughing at me and get that damn spider out of here, I’ll hex you.”
“You won’t. You need me to rescue you from the spider.”
“I could kill it myself, I suppose.”
“You could but you won’t. You hate the thought of it being dead as much as you hate the thought of it biting you.”
“I can’t believe you’re talking about existential life questions while I’m being held hostage by something with eight legs. Just remove the tiny little beast, please?”
“I’ll get it. I’ll carry him into the garden. Lots of bugs to eat, and he can live a nice long life there away from humans.”
“You’re a big softie, aren’t you Potter?”
“You are, too, even if you won’t admit it. You could easily kill it if you wanted, but you didn’t.”
“I keep you around to save me from unpleasant things. Like visits from Weasley. Or cleaning the sink drain. Or getting rid of spiders that are about it to bite me. Could you remove the wiggly litte bugger from our immediate environs before he makes a feast of me? Preferably before the soap gets in my eyes? Are we done with our miniature crisis yet?”
“All life should be respected, Draco. Sometimes even a spider’s. They were the only company I had sometimes growing up, at least before I got Hedwig and moved from under the stairs.”
“What about Voldemort’s?”
“There are exceptions to every rule, but yes. Even his. He wasn’t always such a monster. He was a young boy at Hogwarts once, like us. If he hadn’t gone down such a wrong path, we might’ve even been friends in a different lifetime.”
“Take the spider out of here, and I’ll make dinner when I’m done.”
“Maybe we should order a takeaway instead. To celebrate your progress.”
“Progress in what?”
“The last time something like this happened, you let out a squeak and fainted. I had to catch you before you hit your head.”
“You were my knight in shining armour that day right enough. But you may want to be careful, Potter. I think your halo is showing.”
“I’ll show you just how wicked I can be tonight in bed.”
“Promise?”
“You can count on it.”