Playing Dirty
Nov. 27th, 2025 02:56 amTitle: Playing Dirty
Author/Artist:
bleedingangel84
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 219
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Written for; JMDC 237-hard/difficult vs. easy/simple
dove_drabbles 145- Be your own sunshine on a cloudy day.
Notes: I have no idea why my brain went to nappies, strained peas and wriggling babies, but here you have it. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Harry tries to get Draco to change a dirty nappy.
“I can’t do it, Harry.”
“Yes, you can. You’re brilliant. I know you’ve got this.”
“Must you be so confoundedly cheerful? “
“Would you rather I be negative?”
“I’d be more comfortable with that, I think. I grew up with Lucius Malfoy, don’t forget.”
“Molly always told me you have to be your own sunshine on cloudy days.”
“That sounds like something she’d say. Harry, this is awful.”
“It’s easy.”
“It’s too hard.”
“It’s not so difficult.”
“Excuse me, have you met your son? He wriggles and jiggles worse than a jelly. I cannot change his nappy.”
“You can. You just don’t want to.”
“You fed him strained peas and he went off like an atom bomb. Do you blame me? Besides, it’s so…gooey. And smelly.”
“Poo isn’t meant to smell of roses. That would be odd.”
“That would be a service to humanity. I wonder if we could invent a spell for that.”
“After you change our son’s dirty nappy, perhaps.”
“Fine, but if I pass out, you’ll be the one who suffers. I could make you sleep on the couch.”
“You could, but you won’t. You can’t sleep without me.”
“I hate it when you’re right.”
“So you’re going to change the nappy?”
“Only because you play dirty.”
“What can I say? I learned from the best.”
Author/Artist:
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 219
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Written for; JMDC 237-hard/difficult vs. easy/simple
Notes: I have no idea why my brain went to nappies, strained peas and wriggling babies, but here you have it. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Harry tries to get Draco to change a dirty nappy.
“I can’t do it, Harry.”
“Yes, you can. You’re brilliant. I know you’ve got this.”
“Must you be so confoundedly cheerful? “
“Would you rather I be negative?”
“I’d be more comfortable with that, I think. I grew up with Lucius Malfoy, don’t forget.”
“Molly always told me you have to be your own sunshine on cloudy days.”
“That sounds like something she’d say. Harry, this is awful.”
“It’s easy.”
“It’s too hard.”
“It’s not so difficult.”
“Excuse me, have you met your son? He wriggles and jiggles worse than a jelly. I cannot change his nappy.”
“You can. You just don’t want to.”
“You fed him strained peas and he went off like an atom bomb. Do you blame me? Besides, it’s so…gooey. And smelly.”
“Poo isn’t meant to smell of roses. That would be odd.”
“That would be a service to humanity. I wonder if we could invent a spell for that.”
“After you change our son’s dirty nappy, perhaps.”
“Fine, but if I pass out, you’ll be the one who suffers. I could make you sleep on the couch.”
“You could, but you won’t. You can’t sleep without me.”
“I hate it when you’re right.”
“So you’re going to change the nappy?”
“Only because you play dirty.”
“What can I say? I learned from the best.”