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Hey, Isis, I wrote a drabble in your honor. I have been reading yours, and you are gifted, my child, gifted! This began as notes for the final slashy chapter of my latest story, then I noticed it was almost 100 words, so I made it so!
It would honor you more if it were Snape, but I'm still learning about Snape, even though my first (only) story was Snape's.
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Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were standing very close together.
A Gryffindor wouldn't let that intimacy go unanswered.
A Slytherin would make sure the doors were locked first.
A Gryffindor would rush forward into the next kiss, and the next.
A Slytherin would first murmur a spell to take care of the day-old growth of beard that his partner had neglected to address that morning.
A Gryffindor wouldn't be content to enjoy the physical sensations of their kisses. A Gryffindor would be obliged to confess what was in his heart.
A Slytherin would never confess. Maybe Draco belonged in Gryffindor.
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Have a lovely Colorado day.
It would honor you more if it were Snape, but I'm still learning about Snape, even though my first (only) story was Snape's.
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Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were standing very close together.
A Gryffindor wouldn't let that intimacy go unanswered.
A Slytherin would make sure the doors were locked first.
A Gryffindor would rush forward into the next kiss, and the next.
A Slytherin would first murmur a spell to take care of the day-old growth of beard that his partner had neglected to address that morning.
A Gryffindor wouldn't be content to enjoy the physical sensations of their kisses. A Gryffindor would be obliged to confess what was in his heart.
A Slytherin would never confess. Maybe Draco belonged in Gryffindor.
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Have a lovely Colorado day.