The Firewhisky In The Punch
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
6,714
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Ring My Doorbell
Further Disclaimer: I do not own Meet the Robinsons. It belongs to Disney and it's known associates. I make no money from this.
A/N: I was watching Meet the Robinsons with my sister and we've always loved the scene when Lewis/Cornelius first meet the twin uncles in front of the doorbell. Tonight, well, it just hit us weird tonight and this was the result. I apologize in advance.
Quote Ring my doorbell...no, ring my doorbell.
Story: Ring my doorbell
Detention. With Snape. Oh, yes, this was exactly how Harry wanted to spend his Saturday night. If only Draco hadn't started that fight earlier in front of the entire school, they could be spending the time much more...comfortably. Preferably in a nice, warm bed instead of a damp dungeon classroom.
Draco looked over at his boyfriend. Unless this was the last straw. Draco hoped not. Then again, Harry was pretty miffed over this detention and Draco supposed this hadn't exactly been in his plans (he would readily admit to getting worked up over a fantasy of bending Harry over a desk in their potion's classroom), but it could be worse. After all, Snape could have sent Harry to do detention with Filch.
Only one way to savage this.
When Snape went to the store room for some obscure ingredient, Draco said aloud, "Ring my doorbell."
It was corny. It was stupid. But it was them. For lack of a proper word. Last summer, when Harry had finally turned 17, they had both stayed the last month at Harry's inherited house, Grimmauld Place which, under Harry's strict directions, had been remodeled and even wired with electricity (Draco had taken the time and patience to understand it since he had been told of the internet by Granger). Harry had rented an American film, Meet The Robinsons, and for some odd reason, they'd both had become hooked on that one particular scene.
Somehow, it had become something of a private joke and, after a night of drunken fighting and fucking, a bit like foreplay. A way for one of them to let the other know that he was horny. Or amused. Or both.
Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw Harry smirk before adding, "No, ring my doorbell."
"No, no, ring my doorbell," Draco replied.
Harry licked his lips, obviously holding in his laughter. Draco was sure he wasn't the only one wondering what Snape was thinking at that moment. "No! Ring my doorbell!"
"Ring my doorbell!"
"Ring my doorbell."
"Ring my doorbell."
"Shut up!" Snape suddenly yelled as he appeared again before them, "Or I'll ring both your doorbells!"
Draco was so close to loosing it. He closed his eyes tightly and bit his lip harshly. Knowing how he and Harry used that sentence and hearing Snape say it...Oh, Merlin.
Harry, on the other hand, shivered in disgust. "OH, EW! We weren't talking about doorbells, Snape! Ewwwww!"
Draco made sure to memorize every line of horror, shock, and embarrassment on Snape's face in that moment. It would be worth it later and for blackmail should he need it.
"OUT! BOTH OF YOU! NOW!" Snape bellowed, one finger shaking as it pointed at the door of the classroom.
Draco grabbed Harry, who was still upset over Snape saying something like that, never mind that Snape couldn't have had any clue what that sentence meant, and made sure that the next minute was spent well in a mad dash from the classroom.
Once safe in the Slytherin common room, Harry sank to his knees. "I will never be able to say that again!"
Draco smirked and knelt before his boyfriend. "Oh, you will." He leaned close to nibble on Harry's earlobe a bit. "I'll reinforce everything good about it."
A/N: I was watching Meet the Robinsons with my sister and we've always loved the scene when Lewis/Cornelius first meet the twin uncles in front of the doorbell. Tonight, well, it just hit us weird tonight and this was the result. I apologize in advance.
Quote Ring my doorbell...no, ring my doorbell.
Story: Ring my doorbell
Detention. With Snape. Oh, yes, this was exactly how Harry wanted to spend his Saturday night. If only Draco hadn't started that fight earlier in front of the entire school, they could be spending the time much more...comfortably. Preferably in a nice, warm bed instead of a damp dungeon classroom.
Draco looked over at his boyfriend. Unless this was the last straw. Draco hoped not. Then again, Harry was pretty miffed over this detention and Draco supposed this hadn't exactly been in his plans (he would readily admit to getting worked up over a fantasy of bending Harry over a desk in their potion's classroom), but it could be worse. After all, Snape could have sent Harry to do detention with Filch.
Only one way to savage this.
When Snape went to the store room for some obscure ingredient, Draco said aloud, "Ring my doorbell."
It was corny. It was stupid. But it was them. For lack of a proper word. Last summer, when Harry had finally turned 17, they had both stayed the last month at Harry's inherited house, Grimmauld Place which, under Harry's strict directions, had been remodeled and even wired with electricity (Draco had taken the time and patience to understand it since he had been told of the internet by Granger). Harry had rented an American film, Meet The Robinsons, and for some odd reason, they'd both had become hooked on that one particular scene.
Somehow, it had become something of a private joke and, after a night of drunken fighting and fucking, a bit like foreplay. A way for one of them to let the other know that he was horny. Or amused. Or both.
Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw Harry smirk before adding, "No, ring my doorbell."
"No, no, ring my doorbell," Draco replied.
Harry licked his lips, obviously holding in his laughter. Draco was sure he wasn't the only one wondering what Snape was thinking at that moment. "No! Ring my doorbell!"
"Ring my doorbell!"
"Ring my doorbell."
"Ring my doorbell."
"Shut up!" Snape suddenly yelled as he appeared again before them, "Or I'll ring both your doorbells!"
Draco was so close to loosing it. He closed his eyes tightly and bit his lip harshly. Knowing how he and Harry used that sentence and hearing Snape say it...Oh, Merlin.
Harry, on the other hand, shivered in disgust. "OH, EW! We weren't talking about doorbells, Snape! Ewwwww!"
Draco made sure to memorize every line of horror, shock, and embarrassment on Snape's face in that moment. It would be worth it later and for blackmail should he need it.
"OUT! BOTH OF YOU! NOW!" Snape bellowed, one finger shaking as it pointed at the door of the classroom.
Draco grabbed Harry, who was still upset over Snape saying something like that, never mind that Snape couldn't have had any clue what that sentence meant, and made sure that the next minute was spent well in a mad dash from the classroom.
Once safe in the Slytherin common room, Harry sank to his knees. "I will never be able to say that again!"
Draco smirked and knelt before his boyfriend. "Oh, you will." He leaned close to nibble on Harry's earlobe a bit. "I'll reinforce everything good about it."