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WIP meme
I broke, I’m doing it.
#1 The slow footsteps sent shivers through Draco, and he stepped back instinctively.
#2 “Since you’ve chosen to be the only Malfoy in history to not finish your education, you don’t need anything for Hogwarts.”
#3 No more consuming of the sweet, delicious Spike sex for Buffy.
#4 The thought flashed through his mind instantly, his Auror’s instincts weighing the evidence and convicting his Malfoy lover before Harry’s emotions had had a chance to cry foul, before any disbelief could have let Harry doubt the merciless truth.
#5 Ten minutes after Harry arrived back at Hogwarts for his Eighth Year in a golden blaze of heroism and glory, he decided that all blonds were evil.
#6 Draco wished he could sound more dignified, or at least stop making those sounds – broken, groaning words and raw gasps when Al touched his nipples.
#7 Harry wanted to keep teasing him, but unfortunately murderous vampires had to take precedence over making Draco Malfoy blush.
#8 True shock sent Narcissa’s face cold and white, as if touching her would give you frostbite.
#9 “You just asked me to give you Draco Malfoy’s home address,” Hermione pointed out, her tone edging dangerously close to her See-You-In-Court-If-I-Don’t-Blind-You-First voice..
#10 His cock, half-hard already, thickened at the mental image he’d been nurturing for the past three Potions lessons: Draco in his school uniform, bent over Snape’s wide desk with his pale, peachy bottom exposed and ready.
#11 Draco looked like he was about to pounce, and not in the fun, my-Auror-boyfriend’s-whipcord-body-is-about-to-be-all-over-mine way.
#12 He stared up in Draco’s eyes while Draco tried not to bite through his own tongue with frustration: he could feel the heat of Al’s hand seeping through the cloth, the faint pressure, and it had been so long...
#13 Killing Voldemort was only the first step in so many ways.
#1 The slow footsteps sent shivers through Draco, and he stepped back instinctively.
#2 “Since you’ve chosen to be the only Malfoy in history to not finish your education, you don’t need anything for Hogwarts.”
#3 No more consuming of the sweet, delicious Spike sex for Buffy.
#4 The thought flashed through his mind instantly, his Auror’s instincts weighing the evidence and convicting his Malfoy lover before Harry’s emotions had had a chance to cry foul, before any disbelief could have let Harry doubt the merciless truth.
#5 Ten minutes after Harry arrived back at Hogwarts for his Eighth Year in a golden blaze of heroism and glory, he decided that all blonds were evil.
#6 Draco wished he could sound more dignified, or at least stop making those sounds – broken, groaning words and raw gasps when Al touched his nipples.
#7 Harry wanted to keep teasing him, but unfortunately murderous vampires had to take precedence over making Draco Malfoy blush.
#8 True shock sent Narcissa’s face cold and white, as if touching her would give you frostbite.
#9 “You just asked me to give you Draco Malfoy’s home address,” Hermione pointed out, her tone edging dangerously close to her See-You-In-Court-If-I-Don’t-Blind-You-First voice..
#10 His cock, half-hard already, thickened at the mental image he’d been nurturing for the past three Potions lessons: Draco in his school uniform, bent over Snape’s wide desk with his pale, peachy bottom exposed and ready.
#11 Draco looked like he was about to pounce, and not in the fun, my-Auror-boyfriend’s-whipcord-body-is-about-to-be-all-over-mine way.
#12 He stared up in Draco’s eyes while Draco tried not to bite through his own tongue with frustration: he could feel the heat of Al’s hand seeping through the cloth, the faint pressure, and it had been so long...
#13 Killing Voldemort was only the first step in so many ways.