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Ficlet: The Bad Boy Look, PG, 045
Title: The Bad Boy Look
Rating/Warnings: PG
Characters/Pairing: Draco, Pansy
Summary: Erm, the canon Slytherin way of dealing with hurt-comfort. xD
Word Count: 256
Purchases: Quill and Parchment as noted in the user info.
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t worry. We’ll fix it.” She crooned into his ear for the millionth time, putting her hand to his cheek, and rolling her eyes heavenwards.
He sobbed on her shoulder, body heaving. His face was red from the intense amount of crying he’d done in the past two hours. She’d hid the mirror ages ago because every time he looked in it, he burst into a fresh round of tears. The entire left shoulder of her robes was drenched, and despite the fact that occasionally she did care for his well being, this was getting annoying.
She looked at Draco’s ruined hair with a little sigh. “You know, some girls like the bald look. You could make it work for you, you know. Shove it in Potter’s face. Maybe you could get a tattoo, and rock the bad boy look?” she suggested, and then regretted it when Draco wailed louder.
She stood, leaving Draco to flop rather unattractively down on the bed. She ran to her trunk and rummaged around a bit; she had just the thing to fix all of this. This, of course, meaning her sanity and its closeness to the edge. When she returned to Draco’s side, she had an atrocious pink colored wig in her hands.
“You could always wear this, Drakey.” She smiled and batted her eye lashes.
And she would be lying if she said she didn’t have the slightest smirk on her face when Draco gave a very high-pitched scream and locked himself in the bathroom.
Samantha//Slytherin
Rating/Warnings: PG
Characters/Pairing: Draco, Pansy
Summary: Erm, the canon Slytherin way of dealing with hurt-comfort. xD
Word Count: 256
Purchases: Quill and Parchment as noted in the user info.
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t worry. We’ll fix it.” She crooned into his ear for the millionth time, putting her hand to his cheek, and rolling her eyes heavenwards.
He sobbed on her shoulder, body heaving. His face was red from the intense amount of crying he’d done in the past two hours. She’d hid the mirror ages ago because every time he looked in it, he burst into a fresh round of tears. The entire left shoulder of her robes was drenched, and despite the fact that occasionally she did care for his well being, this was getting annoying.
She looked at Draco’s ruined hair with a little sigh. “You know, some girls like the bald look. You could make it work for you, you know. Shove it in Potter’s face. Maybe you could get a tattoo, and rock the bad boy look?” she suggested, and then regretted it when Draco wailed louder.
She stood, leaving Draco to flop rather unattractively down on the bed. She ran to her trunk and rummaged around a bit; she had just the thing to fix all of this. This, of course, meaning her sanity and its closeness to the edge. When she returned to Draco’s side, she had an atrocious pink colored wig in her hands.
“You could always wear this, Drakey.” She smiled and batted her eye lashes.
And she would be lying if she said she didn’t have the slightest smirk on her face when Draco gave a very high-pitched scream and locked himself in the bathroom.
Samantha//Slytherin
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XD
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Brilliant.
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