Sweet Revenge

[bleedingangel84]

Title: Sweet Revenge

Author: bleedingangel84

Beta: None

Rating: R

Warnings: Trans!Draco, creative revenge via spell-casting

Word Count: 365

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

Written for: hogwarts365 prompt # 2-“Payback’s a bitch!”; Dennis Creevey; Room of Requirement

Notes: Sequel/Follow-up to Diana .Minus header and notes, exactly 365 words. The spell is my own creation, inspired by the Latin words for a certain part of the anatomy and the Latin word for “shrink”. I made it my own, thus the Latin is not entirely accurate. I hope you can forgive this and be entertained by this little piece anyway. No beta, so if you see any errors, please do tell me.

Summary: Dennis Creevey learns what happens to people who run afoul of Harry and his lover.

Sweet Revenge

“Ohh, Harry! There, please!! Yesss!” Diana moaned in helpless pleasure as Harry’s lips trailed over her naked skin.

Harry groaned in response as he tasted his lover’s sweet flesh, wanting to get drunk on her for the rest of his life.

The two lovers were pulled out of their blissful haze as they heard the whirring click of a camera.

“Harry! I thought you said the Room of Requirement was private. Who else would be in here now? This is awful! What if my father sees those pictures? I’m done for!”

“Stay calm, love. I won’t let that happen. When I find that photographer, he’s a dead man. You’ll be safe, I promise.”

At Harry’s pronouncement, the couple heard a small “meep” of terror coming from above them.

“Dennis Creevey! Is that you? Come out here and show yourself this instant!” Harry barked, eyes narrowed in rage.

Slowly, the younger boy revealed himself as a curtain of invisibility fell from him.

“I-I’m sorry, Harry! You weren’t meant to know. We were curious where you’ve been going lately. You’ve not been acting like yourself ever since you came back to Hogwarts, and we all wanted to know why.”

“So, curiosity gives you the right to nose about in my personal life does it?” Harry snarled.

With a quick incendio, all that was left of the film and camera were ashes.

“Get out of here, Creevey. And don’t ever let me catch you spying on us again! Gryffindors are supposed to be noble and brave. You are no better than a slug! I should let my girlfriend hex you. Then, you’d know better than to spy on us!”

“Girlfriend? But, Harry, that’s Malfoy!”

“Yes, girlfriend, Creevey. A Malfoy she is, and beautiful as well. You aren’t worthy to lick the soles of her leather boots. You’d best leave if you want your balls to remain where they are. She’s not as forgiving as I, and payback’s a bitch.”

“The name’s Diana.”

Eyes wide, Dennis made to leave, but froze in place when a blue hex shot from Diana’s wand.

“Testiculus Horreatus!”

“Shrinking testicles, love? Isn’t that a bit extreme?”

Diana’s grin was feral.

“Seemed fitting to me.”