Holiday Drabbles, I

[lesyeuxverts]

I think everyone (most people?) have gotten their cards by now, so I'll go ahead and post these! I didn't get a chance to write a drabble for everyone, this holiday season ... sadly, not enough time :( ... but if I missed you, feel free to drop me a prompt&pairing. I do love writing drabbles. :)

Title: It was real
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ron/Viktor
Prompt: wassail
Warnings: AU, I suppose
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For maireadinish



Ron met Viktor on the train, going from Berlin to Warsaw. They shared a mug of wassail and a cramped, uncomfortable compartment. Neither of them was going home for the holiday. Both of them pretended not to care.

Ron tried not to look at Viktor, tried not to see another dark-haired boy or the girl who had once danced in his arms. He tried not to see the past. He didn't think about the future.

Viktor paged through a Quidditch magazine before tossing it to the floor. It fell like a wounded, flapping bird, and hit Ron's feet. Their noses bumped as they both bent to reach for it.

Ron held his breath when Viktor kissed him. He tasted the spices from the wassail, the sharp spike of the alcohol, the warmth of Viktor himself. With his eyes closed, Ron didn't see the past or the future. With his eyes closed, Ron made it real.

Viktor's fingers curled around his arms, and Viktor held him tight. The accusations in Hermione's voice, the tight look in Harry's eyes when Ron left – they all melted away, and this was real.

Ron opened his eyes to find Viktor watching him. It was real.


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Title: Wants
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 100
Rating: Sirius/Snape
Pairing: PG-13
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For a_belladonna


Sirius posted Muggle girls on his walls to infuriate his mother – he hexed his brother to annoy his father – he cleaned his room to frustrate Kreacher. He laughed and pranked and dated a dozen girls to make James and Remus and Wormtail laugh.

He turned in last minute, half-legible but brilliant essays to his professors – it was what they wanted. He sent Snape to the Shack because it was what the greasy git wanted.

He learned that it was what Snape had asked for but not what he wanted.

Later, he learned how to give Snape what he did want.

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Title: Christmas Colors
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: R
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: Christmas lights/Romance
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For arielhime



The Christmas lights were bright in the distance, and Harry settled into the sleigh, snuggling into the fur blankets. He leaned against Severus's side and rested his head against his shoulder.

"If my side falls asleep from your dead weight –"

Harry stole a kiss, stopping his mouth. "I'd just have to wake it up again," he said when he had kissed Severus's lips red and swollen.

"Hmph," Severus said, but he put his arm around Harry's shoulders.

They passed Hagrid's hut, dressed up with huge crimson and gold bows hanging from the eaves. "Tawdry Gryffindor colors."

"You like Gryffindor colors."

Severus pulled all of the blankets to himself, leaning as far away from Harry as possible in the tiny sleigh. "I like the color of one Gryffindor when he's blue with cold."

"Hey!" Harry scrambled for the blankets, his teeth knocking together in the cold. The wind went right through him, and Severus relented.

"I like your other colors," he whispered into Harry's ear. "The color of your prick when it's dripping with precome, the flush on your face when I pinch your nipples –"

Harry pulled on the reins, turning the horses. They couldn't get home fast enough.

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Title: Ten Seconds
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: something romantic, maybe? Like a nice Christmas day at home in front of a fire or unpacking presents or lying around in bed on Christmas day.
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For gin_tonic



Harry tried to snuggle up against Severus, insinuating his feet under the blankets and pressing them against Severus's warm shins. "You have all the covers," Harry said.

"Yes," Severus said. He paused for a kiss and then pushed Harry over to the other side of the bed.

Harry wriggled his eyebrows at Severus. "Think of what we could be doing if we were both under the blankets there."

"Think of the ten blissful seconds of silence left before your offspring descend upon us, screaming for their presents."

Harry pulled Severus close for a kiss. "Ten blissful seconds with you."

"Daddy!"

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Title: Full Use
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kingsley/Charlie
Prompt: Mistletoe (which is a parasite, you know)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For angela_snape



The smell of dust and rot never left Grimmauld Place, not even when it was covered with pine and cider and gingerbread. Charlie clasped his hands behind his back, studying the mistletoe and wondering if his brothers had hexed it.

"It's a parasite, you know."

Kingsley stood behind him, watching him. He reached out, hesitated, and then put a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "It grows on –"

"I bloody well know," Charlie said. "I did actually pass my NEWTs and just because I wasn't alive during the first war –"

"Easy there," Kingsley said. "Been bottling things up much?"

Charlie cursed his fair skin that showed every hint of blush. "I didn't mean –"

Kingsley tightened his hand on Charlie's shoulder. "It's all right. Why don't we get a couple of mugs of cider and talk about it?"

Hermione bustled into the room, a fussy frilly apron around her waist and a tray of hot drinks in her hands. "There you are, Charlie. Your mum wants –"

Kingsley liberated two drinks from her tray. "Thanks, Hermione, but Charlie and I are going to talk about Order business. I need to make sure that we're making full use of his talents."