And another one! I think I might be early this time. *is amazed* Anywho it's another ficlet, also for stagesoflove, and now there's just one left to go!
Again, you can find the rest of this in my memories. So far there is Pride, Envy, Wrath, Lust, and Gluttony. Now Sloth has joined the mix. Yeehaw!
As a warning, it's rather crap, but it's four in the morning here and I wanted to get it out, as I can't guarantee that RL wont come kick me in the ass again.
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter, HP/DM
Word Count: 225
Summary: Harry is a lazy ass.
Rating: Same as last one.
Disclaimer: Again, book six? Still waiting. Therefore, me no equal JKR
I hear Draco get up and leave but I don't move, or open my eyes. If he wanted me with him on what I know has to be a food run--that boy has the largest appetite after sex that I've ever seen--then I'm quite sure he would have woken me up. He's done it before, after all.
No, I'm rather content to lie here, to try and relax...and to pretend that Draco will come back to me when his hunger has been sated, though I highly doubt it will be the case.
There's a part of me that knows if I don't go after him now, I will most likely lose him for good. He will talk himself out of staying around, using his old argument of family loyalty and his obligations to stay away. I know this, really I do; and the knowledge kills me a little bit at a time, but as the seconds tick by my body settles more comfortably into the mattress and I feel a sort of lazy sleepiness steal over me. Why should I chase after him anyway? He was the one who took off, after all.
Satisfied with my logic, I let my tired eyes slip closed as I allow myself to slip into dreamland. Dreams are much better than my life at the moment, anyway.