Sweet PackageWord count:
The boys belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.Author’s Notes:
Written for hd100
’s current challenge, sharp
Harry was used to watching Malfoy get packages of sweets from his mother. He’d always open them at the table and then pass the sweets around, smirking.
Not that Harry was jealous. He just didn’t see why that snotty bastard had to make a production out of it. No one was interested.
This morning, Harry’s sharp eyes caught an owl delivering yet another parcel. However, this one Malfoy didn’t open, but slipped into his schoolbag, before making his excuses to his friends and leaving the Great Hall.
Harry did the same. He pulled his invisibility cloak on, then followed Malfoy.~*~
Any awkward steps echoed against the stone walls, but Malfoy seemed too distracted to notice. He was walking ever faster, and his furtive expression stoked Harry’s curiosity. What had Malfoy ordered?
They reached Malfoy’s dorm. Harry had never seen it before, and he was surprised. It was identical to Harry’s own, but for the green duvets. Malfoy dumped his schoolbag on his four-poster and sat down, rifling through it in high excitement. His cheeks were flushed when he pulled out his package and unwrapped it.
Harry leant forward, waiting to see what Dark object was causing that widening grin –
A scarlet dildo tumbled into Malfoy’s lap.