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lokifanGuys? This week’s sortinghatdrabs pairing was Harry/Draco, and the prompt was scars – we all have them. You can go and vote for your favourite ficlet here.
Predictably, I ended up writing three different entries. Here is one of the ones I chose not to enter! Because I do kinda like it.
Title: Bad Boy
Word count: ~500
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco, brief Padma/Draco, ladies/Draco
Rating: R
Summary: Harry doesn’t think Draco’s much of a ‘bad boy’.
Warnings: Mentions of Draco with some ladies, although with an H/D ending
Disclaimer: The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Draco hated his scars at first: white lines on his chest, thin as a swordblade swiping through his flesh. They were marks of failure, and Snape had told the Death Eaters.
Bellatrix insisted that he open his robes and show her. She traced the lines, her eyes feverish and her thin, mad face full of lust for revenge. Draco winced from her fingernails, his insides burning with mortification.
Padma Patil drew her long fingernails along the marks now, and Draco moaned and gave her a lazy smile.
Three years on he used the Sectumsempra scars to attract lovers. He’d somehow got a reputation as a bad boy, and his checkered past formed most of that appeal. (Draco privately admitted to himself that pointiness did not a distinguished jawline make, whatever his mother said.)
Scars made by Harry Potter in one of the encounters made famous by Skeeter’s unofficial biography carried undeniable cache with the sort of person who wanted to say they’d slept with Draco Malfoy, and he wasn’t above using that.
Padma slipped her hands onto his shoulders, used the leverage to lower herself onto his cock. Draco groaned; she slipped her hands up and held his face still for her kiss.
Draco shut his eyes and kissed her back: this was his only way to warmth.
The next day – Padma long gone – Potter arrived at the Manor to ‘request’ a book of Lucius’ for an investigation. Draco stared furiously at him, itching under the awareness that he couldn’t make Potter leave. Finally he jerked his head, and allowed Potter to follow him to the library.
It was eleven in the morning. Draco wasn’t dressed yet, and when he bent to look at Lucius’ desk, his dressing gown gaped from his chest.
“Scars,” Potter said. It seemed to slip out without his permission.
“We all have them.” Draco focused very hard on looking through the desk drawers. “Besides, chicks dig scars.”
Potter gave a gasping laugh. “What?”
“People who want to have sex with me,” Draco said, voice tense, “like scars made by the hero on their bad boy.”
“Idiots,” Harry muttered. “You’re not bad.”
There wasn’t any special warmth to his words; he didn’t mean them as a declaration. Draco wasn’t even sure Harry knew he’d said them aloud. The neutral mutter was no sort of reason for his stomach to go soft, for affection to thrill through him this way.
Still. “Thank you.”
Harry glanced at him, nodded. His eyes fell to Draco’s bared chest again, and Draco smiled.
An hour later, Draco had brushed against Harry softly twice, and he’d let his dressing gown slip off his shoulders. Ten minutes after that, Harry was fucking him over the desk. It was frantic and rough, and Harry kissed his shoulders throughout.
He stayed all day, and all night too. He cuddled Draco, and kissed him comfortably. There was no thrill of the forbidden in his eyes.
It was the hottest thing Draco had ever seen.
sortinghatdrabs pairing was Harry/Draco, and the prompt was scars – we all have them. You can go and vote for your favourite ficlet here. Predictably, I ended up writing three different entries. Here is one of the ones I chose not to enter! Because I do kinda like it.
Title: Bad Boy
Word count: ~500
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco, brief Padma/Draco, ladies/Draco
Rating: R
Summary: Harry doesn’t think Draco’s much of a ‘bad boy’.
Warnings: Mentions of Draco with some ladies, although with an H/D ending
Disclaimer: The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Draco hated his scars at first: white lines on his chest, thin as a swordblade swiping through his flesh. They were marks of failure, and Snape had told the Death Eaters.
Bellatrix insisted that he open his robes and show her. She traced the lines, her eyes feverish and her thin, mad face full of lust for revenge. Draco winced from her fingernails, his insides burning with mortification.
Padma Patil drew her long fingernails along the marks now, and Draco moaned and gave her a lazy smile.
Three years on he used the Sectumsempra scars to attract lovers. He’d somehow got a reputation as a bad boy, and his checkered past formed most of that appeal. (Draco privately admitted to himself that pointiness did not a distinguished jawline make, whatever his mother said.)
Scars made by Harry Potter in one of the encounters made famous by Skeeter’s unofficial biography carried undeniable cache with the sort of person who wanted to say they’d slept with Draco Malfoy, and he wasn’t above using that.
Padma slipped her hands onto his shoulders, used the leverage to lower herself onto his cock. Draco groaned; she slipped her hands up and held his face still for her kiss.
Draco shut his eyes and kissed her back: this was his only way to warmth.
The next day – Padma long gone – Potter arrived at the Manor to ‘request’ a book of Lucius’ for an investigation. Draco stared furiously at him, itching under the awareness that he couldn’t make Potter leave. Finally he jerked his head, and allowed Potter to follow him to the library.
It was eleven in the morning. Draco wasn’t dressed yet, and when he bent to look at Lucius’ desk, his dressing gown gaped from his chest.
“Scars,” Potter said. It seemed to slip out without his permission.
“We all have them.” Draco focused very hard on looking through the desk drawers. “Besides, chicks dig scars.”
Potter gave a gasping laugh. “What?”
“People who want to have sex with me,” Draco said, voice tense, “like scars made by the hero on their bad boy.”
“Idiots,” Harry muttered. “You’re not bad.”
There wasn’t any special warmth to his words; he didn’t mean them as a declaration. Draco wasn’t even sure Harry knew he’d said them aloud. The neutral mutter was no sort of reason for his stomach to go soft, for affection to thrill through him this way.
Still. “Thank you.”
Harry glanced at him, nodded. His eyes fell to Draco’s bared chest again, and Draco smiled.
An hour later, Draco had brushed against Harry softly twice, and he’d let his dressing gown slip off his shoulders. Ten minutes after that, Harry was fucking him over the desk. It was frantic and rough, and Harry kissed his shoulders throughout.
He stayed all day, and all night too. He cuddled Draco, and kissed him comfortably. There was no thrill of the forbidden in his eyes.
It was the hottest thing Draco had ever seen.
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Date: 2010-05-26 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 11:28 pm (UTC)I don't know how you do it in such short works
It is because I have the secret power of BUGGER I SHOULD POST SOMETHING.
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Date: 2010-05-26 03:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-26 05:39 pm (UTC)What an awesome little drabble, all warm and funny and sexy all at once. And I now officially have Draco in my head, flashing me a smirk and saying smugly, "Besides, chicks dig scars." So I must thank you for that mental image. ;)
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Date: 2010-05-26 11:26 pm (UTC)LOL, right? I think I might have that idea crop up again in a perkier fic. Like, Harry's all worried and angstful and poignantly kissing the scars, and Draco's just like LOL IT GETS ME LAID.
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Date: 2010-05-26 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-26 11:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 08:49 pm (UTC)Also, leave it to Draco to use his scars in a way to pick up chicks. He's so funny.
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2010-05-26 11:34 pm (UTC)Heh, I do heart Draco.
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Date: 2010-05-26 08:52 pm (UTC)Lalala
Great drabble.
Renee
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Date: 2010-05-26 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 11:24 pm (UTC)Draco wears what Harry gave him so proudly
Gorgeous phrasing... that I may steal and incorporate into another half-finished entry for this! If that's cool, anyway. :)
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Date: 2010-05-27 12:17 am (UTC)I always imagined that Draco actually kind of likes the scars... because it's the only thing Harry ever gave him, as painful as it is. I think I'd like to write something with it one day but I'm not sure what context yet. BUt you can use it too! ^_^
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Date: 2010-06-02 12:27 am (UTC)I hope to see a fic using the concept from you one of these days!
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Date: 2010-05-26 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 11:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 10:08 pm (UTC)That was so mean and evil and mean and evil and mean of you to just.. make the sex so.. ARGH1 *hair pulling*
;_;
I still love you so much
*whines*
You're driving me insane you know that?
♥
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Date: 2010-05-26 11:29 pm (UTC)I love you too, baby. I will still love you if you go crazy from porn!
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Date: 2010-05-26 10:20 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-28 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-27 12:14 pm (UTC)I like the concept of Draco being (but not, of course) a bad boy, and his banking on that to sleep around, because that it what a lot fandom centres around too.
Also the fact that it's the scars that Harry gave him make it somehow delicious. They used to embarass him, but now they're part of what makes him attractive. That's kind of hot.
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Date: 2010-06-02 12:22 am (UTC)Heh, well I must admit this was significantly influenced by the whole bad-boy!Draco trope and the fact that I find it redonkulous.
:) I quite agree.
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Date: 2010-05-29 02:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-02 12:20 am (UTC)It's nice to keep things more blurry-watercolour than HD-porn sometimes :)
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