Drabble: Locking Horns
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dexstarrTitle: Locking Horns
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Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
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slytherin100 Deny
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Loosely follows another drabble of mine, Hebridean Black.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
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Alerted by a mother’s sixth sense, Narcissa snatched the flying dragon from the air seconds before it would have crashed into her head. “Not again,” she growled.
“With reflexes like that, you should’ve been a Quidditch player, my dear,” Lucius drawled behind her, amused by his wife’s predicament. She had been attacked by their son’s current favorite toy several times in the past few minutes.
“Don’t you start, Lucius!” Turning to face him, she squeezed the plush dragon angrily as she said, “Draco thinks it’s hilarious to set his toy on me. I’ve a mind to take it off him.”
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Her husband shook his head. “Isn’t that a little harsh? He’s just a boy, Narcissa.” Lucius moved to embrace his wife, then cheekily grabbed the stuffed Hebridean Black from her hands.
“Lucius!”
“I’ll tell him to bother the house-elves instead,” he said, smirking at her annoyed expression. “You know they won’t complain, hell, they’ll probably love being chased by a fire-breathing dragon.” He summoned Dobby and told him to take the toy to Master Draco.
Narcissa laughed in spite of herself. “Everyone thinks I am the soft parent, but you are the one who can’t deny Draco anything.”
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Author:
dexstarrWord Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
Challenge:
slytherin100 DenyCharacters: Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Loosely follows another drabble of mine, Hebridean Black.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
***
Alerted by a mother’s sixth sense, Narcissa snatched the flying dragon from the air seconds before it would have crashed into her head. “Not again,” she growled.
“With reflexes like that, you should’ve been a Quidditch player, my dear,” Lucius drawled behind her, amused by his wife’s predicament. She had been attacked by their son’s current favorite toy several times in the past few minutes.
“Don’t you start, Lucius!” Turning to face him, she squeezed the plush dragon angrily as she said, “Draco thinks it’s hilarious to set his toy on me. I’ve a mind to take it off him.”
***
Her husband shook his head. “Isn’t that a little harsh? He’s just a boy, Narcissa.” Lucius moved to embrace his wife, then cheekily grabbed the stuffed Hebridean Black from her hands.
“Lucius!”
“I’ll tell him to bother the house-elves instead,” he said, smirking at her annoyed expression. “You know they won’t complain, hell, they’ll probably love being chased by a fire-breathing dragon.” He summoned Dobby and told him to take the toy to Master Draco.
Narcissa laughed in spite of herself. “Everyone thinks I am the soft parent, but you are the one who can’t deny Draco anything.”
***
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Date: 2010-08-19 03:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-19 08:23 pm (UTC)And you're right! I totally forgot about the brooms for the Slytherin Quidditch team in Chamber of Secrets.
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Date: 2010-08-22 08:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-22 08:43 am (UTC)I'm rather happy you liked it though, considering how much I love your stuff :D