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enchanted_jaeTitle: Badgered
Author:enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco, McGonagall, George, Neville
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Word count: 750
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:hd_commentfest - Back to Hogwarts
Summary: Draco is still getting a rise out of Harry.
"Hold up, Potter."
Harry turned in surprise, certain the voice he'd heard could not have belonged to Draco Malfoy. Apparently, luck was not with him today. "Malfoy?!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm in charge of this event," said Malfoy, "and you need a name badge."
Harry chuckled at that. "I dare say I don't require a name badge, Malfoy."
"Even the great Harry Potter isn't getting into my event without a name badge," sniffed Malfoy.
Harry felt his spine stiffen. Malfoy had always been able to get a rise out of him in one form or another. "Your event?" he scoffed.
Malfoy smirked at him. "The Headmistress asked me to host Career Day, so yes, Potter, it is my event. Now, put on your name badge like a good boy."
Harry's eyes narrowed behind his stylish new glasses, and he opened his mouth to retort.
"Gentlemen, is there a problem?"
They turned as one to see Headmistress McGonagall standing behind them. Her tone was formal, but her expression was stern.
"There's no problem, Minerva," Harry said stiffly, snatching his name badge from Malfoy's hand and pinning it to his cloak. He strode into the Great Hall and waved at Neville and George before taking a seat at the table reserved for the DMLE. As the most prominent Auror in the department, Harry had been asked to attend Career Day at Hogwarts, in an effort to promote the Aurors to young witches and wizards. He hadn't anticipated seeing Draco Malfoy here, although Harry knew his former rival was now a professor at the school.
George left his table and came to greet Harry. "Nice name tag there, Harry," he snickered.
Harry glanced down and read:
Hello, my name is The Great Harry Potter
"Bloody Malfoy, I'll kill him," snarled Harry, beginning to rise from his seat.
His mission was interrupted when several eager students rushed forward. "Mr Potter!" chirped the first girl. "May I have your autograph?"
~*~
As the day wore on, Harry realized Malfoy must have charmed his badge. Not only was Harry incapable of fixing it with any of the spells he tried, but the badge changed periodically. At various times, Harry read:
Hello, my name is The Grate Harry Potter
Hello, my name is The Not-So-Great Harry Potter
Hello, my name is Harry Bloody Potter
Hello, my name is Potter Stinks
Hello, my name is I ♥ Unicorns
Hello, my name is I ♥ Professor Malfoy
Fortunately, the badge changed back to its original version whenever any students were in the vicinity, but both Neville and George had had more than their fair share of laughs over the incarnations they had witnessed.
"I think Malfoy fancies you, Harry," said George. "Why else would he be pulling your chain like that?"
Harry began to protest, but Neville waved him off. "Go talk to him, Harry," he said. "If nothing else, you can punch him in the nose."
"That's exactly what I'm going to do," declared Harry. He pushed his chair back and strode from the Great Hall, intending to find Malfoy and have it out with him.
Malfoy was still lording it over his table outside the Great Hall, and he glanced up when Harry came storming through the doors.
"Now see here, Malfoy," Harry began.
"I do see, Potter," Malfoy smirked, his eyes on Harry's badge.
Harry looked down and read:
Hello, my name is I Want To Snog Draco
Harry reached for Malfoy's throat. Really, he did. He had no idea how his hands became tangled in the git's hair, nor how their mouths crashed together in a furious, passionate snog. Harry wasn't even aware that he had hauled Malfoy out from behind the table until they were pressed, full-length, against one another and rubbing their groins together.
It didn't take long for Harry's pent-up anger, frustration and damnable attraction for Malfoy to explode in sweet release, leaving him breathless and sticky. Malfoy seemed similarly discombobulated when Harry set the professor away from himself and dashed for the nearest lav to restore some order to his appearance.
Harry couldn't help but steal a glance at Malfoy as he returned. Malfoy's trademark smirk had mellowed to a pleased smile, and Harry felt an answering grin tug at his lips as he opened the doors and stepped back into the Great Hall. Harry made his way to his table and sat again. He looked down at his slightly askew badge and blushed at what it now said:
Hello, my name is The Amazing Harry Frotter
Author:
enchanted_jaeCharacters: Harry/Draco, McGonagall, George, Neville
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Word count: 750
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
hd_commentfest - Back to HogwartsSummary: Draco is still getting a rise out of Harry.
"Hold up, Potter."
Harry turned in surprise, certain the voice he'd heard could not have belonged to Draco Malfoy. Apparently, luck was not with him today. "Malfoy?!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm in charge of this event," said Malfoy, "and you need a name badge."
Harry chuckled at that. "I dare say I don't require a name badge, Malfoy."
"Even the great Harry Potter isn't getting into my event without a name badge," sniffed Malfoy.
Harry felt his spine stiffen. Malfoy had always been able to get a rise out of him in one form or another. "Your event?" he scoffed.
Malfoy smirked at him. "The Headmistress asked me to host Career Day, so yes, Potter, it is my event. Now, put on your name badge like a good boy."
Harry's eyes narrowed behind his stylish new glasses, and he opened his mouth to retort.
"Gentlemen, is there a problem?"
They turned as one to see Headmistress McGonagall standing behind them. Her tone was formal, but her expression was stern.
"There's no problem, Minerva," Harry said stiffly, snatching his name badge from Malfoy's hand and pinning it to his cloak. He strode into the Great Hall and waved at Neville and George before taking a seat at the table reserved for the DMLE. As the most prominent Auror in the department, Harry had been asked to attend Career Day at Hogwarts, in an effort to promote the Aurors to young witches and wizards. He hadn't anticipated seeing Draco Malfoy here, although Harry knew his former rival was now a professor at the school.
George left his table and came to greet Harry. "Nice name tag there, Harry," he snickered.
Harry glanced down and read:
Hello, my name is The Great Harry Potter
"Bloody Malfoy, I'll kill him," snarled Harry, beginning to rise from his seat.
His mission was interrupted when several eager students rushed forward. "Mr Potter!" chirped the first girl. "May I have your autograph?"
As the day wore on, Harry realized Malfoy must have charmed his badge. Not only was Harry incapable of fixing it with any of the spells he tried, but the badge changed periodically. At various times, Harry read:
Hello, my name is The Grate Harry Potter
Hello, my name is The Not-So-Great Harry Potter
Hello, my name is Harry Bloody Potter
Hello, my name is Potter Stinks
Hello, my name is I ♥ Unicorns
Hello, my name is I ♥ Professor Malfoy
Fortunately, the badge changed back to its original version whenever any students were in the vicinity, but both Neville and George had had more than their fair share of laughs over the incarnations they had witnessed.
"I think Malfoy fancies you, Harry," said George. "Why else would he be pulling your chain like that?"
Harry began to protest, but Neville waved him off. "Go talk to him, Harry," he said. "If nothing else, you can punch him in the nose."
"That's exactly what I'm going to do," declared Harry. He pushed his chair back and strode from the Great Hall, intending to find Malfoy and have it out with him.
Malfoy was still lording it over his table outside the Great Hall, and he glanced up when Harry came storming through the doors.
"Now see here, Malfoy," Harry began.
"I do see, Potter," Malfoy smirked, his eyes on Harry's badge.
Harry looked down and read:
Hello, my name is I Want To Snog Draco
Harry reached for Malfoy's throat. Really, he did. He had no idea how his hands became tangled in the git's hair, nor how their mouths crashed together in a furious, passionate snog. Harry wasn't even aware that he had hauled Malfoy out from behind the table until they were pressed, full-length, against one another and rubbing their groins together.
It didn't take long for Harry's pent-up anger, frustration and damnable attraction for Malfoy to explode in sweet release, leaving him breathless and sticky. Malfoy seemed similarly discombobulated when Harry set the professor away from himself and dashed for the nearest lav to restore some order to his appearance.
Harry couldn't help but steal a glance at Malfoy as he returned. Malfoy's trademark smirk had mellowed to a pleased smile, and Harry felt an answering grin tug at his lips as he opened the doors and stepped back into the Great Hall. Harry made his way to his table and sat again. He looked down at his slightly askew badge and blushed at what it now said:
Hello, my name is The Amazing Harry Frotter
