Drabble: Winter Season (Adrian/Miles)

Title: Winter Season
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Adrian/Miles
Rating: PG 13 for language
Word Count: 365
Summary: Adrian doesn't like the cold.
Additional Notes: Again, written for hp_kris_kringle. I've at least two more ficlets written for that comm, pretty soon I'll put up new stuff. Ish. I protest that no one is online, and I can't log into Y!M. Oh my GOD, WHERE is EVERYONE? *slumps* I protest that I lost my Photoshop, and no one seems to be able to lend me theirs. All I've been doing offline is listening to music (sustains me) and playing Solitaire (am in TEARS). You can also tell that the reason I posted fic was so I can rant. :|

PS. OMG I will DIE of boredom COME ONLINE and GMAIL ME.


Adrian despised the cold. He hated the draft of icy wind that made its way down the depths of the Slytherin dungeons at night, the harsh chill of the stone walls of their dormitory. He loathed the freezing air, the icy droplets of rain that seeped through the fabric of his Quidditch robes and through his skin. The cold went straight to his bone, piercing right through skin to freeze his soul.

"Fucking weather, fucking cold," he cursed, slamming the door to the Slytherin showers after their match against Ravenclaw. His sight had been heavily crippled by the heavy fall of rain, and he'd fumbled a few passes and threw the Quaffle towards Ravenclaw chasers instead. It hadn't been a good match, although they'd won by thirty points.

"Go ahead, Pucey. Blame the weather instead of your abysmal Quidditch skills."

Adrian looked up to see Miles Bletchley sneering at him from the shower stall, arms crossed as he leant back against the wall, a dark green towel wrapped around his slim waist. Adrian narrowed his eyes, saying nothing as he jerked off his protective caps and pulled off his robes.

"Like you fared any better. I can't believe you let those Quaffles into the goalposts."

"I can't believe you threw those Quaffles into our goalposts."

"Shut up, Bletchley," Adrian snarled, shoving the boy aside as he stepped into a shower stall, cursing as his feet touched mud on the floor. "Fucking barbarians - who didn't bloody take off their bloody boots?"

"You're really not in the mood today, are you?"

"You mean you can't tell?"

Miles took a step closer to Adrian - the taller boy noted with disdain that Bletchley had rubber slippers on - and cocked his head to the side. "I can't say I can. What is your problem?" he asked, shoving Adrian back against the wall.

"Shit!" Adrian hissed as the cold shower tiles burned through his bare back. "Piss off, Bletchley, and let a man shower in bloody peace."

"Why should I?" Miles taunted, suddenly so much closer than Adrian felt marginally comfortable with, and yet, also so much warmer.

"I don't know," Adrian mumbled, and he wasn't cold anymore.

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Now if this place (terrymichael!) had FIC, my life would be complete.

Honestly. This should have, like, more members. Which slasher WOULDN'T ship Terry with Michael, and Michael with Terry? I demand a raise of hands, so I know who to knock sense into. :|

Nobody had better bring up Ginny either. Michael was clearly love spelled experimenting TRYING TO MAKE TERRY JEALOUS YES THAT'S IT. :| And Ginny broke Michael's heart anyway. And aren't nerdy Ravenclaw boys so adorable? No really. They are.

PS. HETTY I am APPALLED that you knew of this community BUT DID NOT TELL ME.

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This one has fic, BUT NOT ENOUGH OF IT. And HELLO. Draco is clearly not a fourth the Slytherin Blaise and Theodore are. So we never hear of them, so what? THEY'RE TOO BUSY SHAGGING TO BE SEEN BY POTTER THAT'S WHY. So Theodore's stringy and weedy-looking. It's an awkward age. So Blaise sometimes has boobies. Blame the fangirls who are not versed in the ways of traditional names for boys and the obvious slash potential of someone named Blaise Zabini. :| THE POINT IS, nobody in their right mind wouldn't make them fit either. It just is.

Don't make me sit there and say I told you so when HBP comes out and everyone else begins saying "Blaise/Theodore! DOH! Why did WE never think of it before?" Because dude. We did.

Yes, I am aware that I'm spamming. But fandom post, hello?