Ally «my eyes are on you yeah» (kickawesome) wrote,
@ 2008-03-01 01:28:00

Current mood:	blah
Entry tags:	meme

[Meme] Yeah, yeah, yeah...here.
Here's how it happens. You give me a couple, any couple (so long as I've played one of the characters) and I'll write a drabble around 100 words about them in reply to your comment. This can be ANY couple (anything.. shippiness or cuteness or whatever), and it can have been a game-canon couple, or something completely off-the-wall. I do back-history, I do future, and I do AU crack. If you want a particular theme or rating, let me know. The ratings will be anywhere from G to uh, well I suppose NC-17 but I dunno if I can get that in 100ish words.

/ = Shippyness and "and" means ordinary interaction

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Griff/Malcolm

im_sirius
2008-03-04 04:04 am UTC (link)

Malcolm liked the fact that he could make friends with just about anyone, and also given that he was head of the Charms club, he could tutor just about anyone. Making friends with a bunch of Hufflepuff third year boys was his best plan yet, mostly because he could tutor them in their dorm room (and some struggling fifth years as well) and at the end of the night he just had to excuse himself to the loo before leaving, only instead of leaving or even going to the facilities, he would take a turn and end up at the end of the corridor he would stop in front of the door that had a golden HB emblazoned on it. Malcolm would look around to see if anyone was watching and he would give three quick raps before entering.

Malcolm slipped inside the room and set his bag down, kicked his shoes off as he headed to the bed and tugged his tie loose, looking around the very, very clean room. He hummed lightly to himself before noticing Griff in the corner by the window, sitting in his arm chair with a book on his lap and a very amused smile on his face.

"You know Hufflepuffs are the only ones allowed in the Hufflepuff dorms," Griff said, raising an eyebrow and Malcolm beamed at him, slinking over to his chair and pulling the book off the other boy's lap, careful to mark his place before setting it on the ground.

"But I have a problem only the Head Boy can solve," Malcolm pouted, draping himself across Griff's lap, draping his arms over his shoulders.

Griff nodded and placed his hands accordingly to keep Malcolm, who was entirely to long to be sitting crossways, in his lap. "And what would a young, impressionable boy like you need help with?"

"Um, well you see..." Malcolm blushed a little, he wasn't really good with this flirty-teasy talk, so he leaned up to whisper in Griff's ear, "it started this morning, I woke up and well, you know, and I thought I'd taken care of it, but, um, it's back. And I heard...well that the Head Boy could take...care...of..it."

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