Fic - If We Took a Holiday... (13-15/?)
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spankerellatitle: Bah Hum
author: echo
rating: PG-13
disclaimer: Cordelia is Whedon's. Draco is Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Cordelia/Draco (267)
*~*~*~*
"No."
"All right, Ebenezer Scrooge, you get off your wizard's ass right now and help me, or you'll be singing fa la la la la all by your onesy on the festive holiday sofa tonight... and looking more like Scrooge McDuck."
"You'll turn me into a duck? And how, pray tell, will the half-demon super muggle with no wand skills to speak of do that? Some sort of weird wiccan spell courtesy of our good friend Willow?"
"No. I'll just ask Marcus."
"And it will be QUITE the miracle if he can pry his mouth from Bell's long enough to speak the incantation."
"Then I'll just get Blaise to do it."
"Assuming he's not shagging some bit tonight."
"Pansy."
"And I feel I must mention our good friend Willow again and shagging... again."
"Willow and Pansy? When did this happen? How come no one told me?"
"Well, no one knows yet."
"Then how do YOU know?"
"I have my ways. After all, I am Draco Malfoy."
"Fine." She quipped. "I'm sure Harry's at home. He'll do anything I ask."
Jealousy suddenly reared its head, and the tree wasn't the only thing green in their flat. Draco was instantly in the room before she could even open the flap on her cell. He might have even apparated. She couldn't be sure though.
"Put your muggle calling thing down." He said, complete with dramatic pointing at said muggle calling thing.
Cordelia smirked and tossed her cell phone onto the comfy chair next to her handbag.
"What do you need done, milady?" He asked through clenched teeth.
She was going to get Mister Bah Humbug here in the holiday spirit if it killed her. Cordelia pointed. "I would like you to put the star on top of the tree. I'm too short."
Draco nearly snorted. Too short? Her? Right. She was almost as tall as he was.
"And take your robes off please. I don't want you knocking loose any ornaments with all that material."
Draco sighed in a manner that sounded more like a growl and shrugged out of his black robes. All he had on was a t shirt and some black slacks now. He snatched up the pretty silver star before he stomped up the step ladder she had there. It was actually a little far off. He had to reach to get the star there on the tippy top of the tree. Draco heard a breathy sigh behind him.
He turned and found his girlfriend staring at his butt.
"You could reach that!" He accused. "You just wanted me to do it and made me take off my robes so you could look at my arse!"
"Guilty."
Draco gaped in offense and hurried back down the little ladder. He advanced on her, but Cordelia kept backing away. What was this? The girl who had stood her ground when his demented father was moving in to kill her was backing out of Draco's reach?
Then she suddenly stopped.
"What are you-"
She grabbed his face and kissed him.
"Cordelia..." He gasped.
"We're under the mistletoe, princess." Using Blaise's adorable nickname for her boyfriend.
"I thought I forbid you to call me-"
She kissed him again.
Draco pulled back with a slightly glazed look in his steely eyes. "You're very sneaky and plotty tonight."
"I try."
"I think I like it." He smirked. "A lot. What other holiday sneakiness do you have planned?"
"I got one of your presents under my robes."
He just now noticed she was wearing robes. She never wore robes. They were a dark green velvet trimmed in silver. Very Slytherin. Very lovely on her. The dark green made her eyes seem a bit golden.
"Where did you get those?"
"Your mother, and don't change the subject."
"Subject?"
"Your present is under here. You want to open it?"
His answer was to scoop her up in his arms like some muggle, the way she liked it, and head off in the direction of their bedroom.
*~*~*
end mini 13
*~*~*
title: Want
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Robin's Whedon's. Hermione's Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Robin/Hermione (129)
*~*~*~*~*
As much as he still adored Faith, as much as they were still very good friends, it was nice to kiss a woman and not have to worry about her trying to knock the crap out of you after. Granted, this one might hex the crap out of him, but Robin was delighted to discover that Hermione was more a thinker than a doer. Not that she didn't do when doing needed to be done. She just usually had a plan. The only time that fell through was when there was no time for planning, and even then she was fairly good at spur-of-the-moment plans. She thought on her feet. She thought all the time just about.
It didn't look as though she was thinking anything just now though. Her fingertips were to her lips. Her face was quickly turning an adorable pink. He'd spotted her under the mistletoe that those twin redheaded jokers had hung just about everywhere, and Robin had not been able to resist. He'd been attracted to slayers... Buffy and Faith. But there was something about a really smart girl that got his blood pumping. And Hermione Granger was smarter than all the people he knew wrapped together.
"What did you do?" She whispered.
"I thought that was pretty obvious. I kissed you."
"Yes, but why?"
"You're under the mistletoe."
She looked up. Her face fell a bit. "Oh."
Robin was confused.
"So that was the only reason-"
"Stop it right there." He gently took her arms, moved her several feet from under the mistletoe, and kissed her again.
She blinked when he finally pulled back for needing air.
"What did you-"
"So there would be no confusion about my wanting to kiss you this time."
"Oh." She paused. "You... you... wanted to?"
"A lot."
"I wanted you to. For some time now. I just never thought..."
"Hermione, why didn't you..."
"I'm not the sort of girl that fellows-"
"Stop that. You are. You are if they're smart enough to try."
"You were smart enough?"
"Actually, I was following the advice of a good friend."
"Oh? What advice is that then?"
"Want." His thumb caressed the skin near the corner of her mouth. "Take." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers lightly. "Have." He murmured against her lips before kissing her again.
*~*~*
end mini 14
*~*~*
title: From Christmas Nazi to Shiny New Year Alien Snuggle Bunny
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Connor's Whedon's. Isabel belongs to Katims.
fandoms: AtS/Roswell
pairing: Connor/Isabel (163)
*~*~*~*
"Look!"
Connor tensed. He'd been tense since December 1st. He'd had no idea his girlfriend was... what had her friend and surrogate brother Michael called her... oh yes, the Christmas Nazi. He was dating the Christmas Nazi. Slaying vampires and fighting demons and the forces of darkness was less tense than spending the holiday near Isabel.
But Christmas was over. The mistletoe was wilting. Not that he'd minded the mistletoe so much. Isabel was all about Christmas tradition. Kissing under the mistletoe was included in that package.
But back to the holiday being OVER. It was New Year's Eve. He was looking forward to a very quiet evening at home watching some Dick Clark and the ball drop. He'd had enough planned holiday to last him until next December.
"What is it?" He asked with a cringe.
"Rudolph's Shiny New Year!" She said excitedly, holding up a video.
Connor blinked.
"I thought we could stay in and watch it. You know, cuddling under the same blanket and stuff. Then we could do some Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year, then watch the ball drop, New Year's kiss, then go to sleep. Maybe on the sofa there. Together. All snuggly."
Connor blinked again.
"I was gonna make some snacks too. Like some cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate."
His stomach growled.
"Well? Why are just looking at me like that?"
"All of that sounds very nice. Just what I need to unwind."
Her smile lit the room. "Great." She was practically jumping up and down. "Here's the movie." She handed it to him. "I'll go get the snacks."
He smiled at her bounding off.
"Find a comfy blanket... and take your jeans off. Put on those pajama pants I got you. Get comfortable."
Connor grinned. If this was the reward for keeping up with her during December, then he'd spend every Christmas with Isabel. From Christmas Nazi to Shiny New Year Alien Snuggle Bunny.
Definitely worth it.
*~*~*
end mini 15
author: echo
rating: PG-13
disclaimer: Cordelia is Whedon's. Draco is Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Cordelia/Draco (267)
*~*~*~*
"No."
"All right, Ebenezer Scrooge, you get off your wizard's ass right now and help me, or you'll be singing fa la la la la all by your onesy on the festive holiday sofa tonight... and looking more like Scrooge McDuck."
"You'll turn me into a duck? And how, pray tell, will the half-demon super muggle with no wand skills to speak of do that? Some sort of weird wiccan spell courtesy of our good friend Willow?"
"No. I'll just ask Marcus."
"And it will be QUITE the miracle if he can pry his mouth from Bell's long enough to speak the incantation."
"Then I'll just get Blaise to do it."
"Assuming he's not shagging some bit tonight."
"Pansy."
"And I feel I must mention our good friend Willow again and shagging... again."
"Willow and Pansy? When did this happen? How come no one told me?"
"Well, no one knows yet."
"Then how do YOU know?"
"I have my ways. After all, I am Draco Malfoy."
"Fine." She quipped. "I'm sure Harry's at home. He'll do anything I ask."
Jealousy suddenly reared its head, and the tree wasn't the only thing green in their flat. Draco was instantly in the room before she could even open the flap on her cell. He might have even apparated. She couldn't be sure though.
"Put your muggle calling thing down." He said, complete with dramatic pointing at said muggle calling thing.
Cordelia smirked and tossed her cell phone onto the comfy chair next to her handbag.
"What do you need done, milady?" He asked through clenched teeth.
She was going to get Mister Bah Humbug here in the holiday spirit if it killed her. Cordelia pointed. "I would like you to put the star on top of the tree. I'm too short."
Draco nearly snorted. Too short? Her? Right. She was almost as tall as he was.
"And take your robes off please. I don't want you knocking loose any ornaments with all that material."
Draco sighed in a manner that sounded more like a growl and shrugged out of his black robes. All he had on was a t shirt and some black slacks now. He snatched up the pretty silver star before he stomped up the step ladder she had there. It was actually a little far off. He had to reach to get the star there on the tippy top of the tree. Draco heard a breathy sigh behind him.
He turned and found his girlfriend staring at his butt.
"You could reach that!" He accused. "You just wanted me to do it and made me take off my robes so you could look at my arse!"
"Guilty."
Draco gaped in offense and hurried back down the little ladder. He advanced on her, but Cordelia kept backing away. What was this? The girl who had stood her ground when his demented father was moving in to kill her was backing out of Draco's reach?
Then she suddenly stopped.
"What are you-"
She grabbed his face and kissed him.
"Cordelia..." He gasped.
"We're under the mistletoe, princess." Using Blaise's adorable nickname for her boyfriend.
"I thought I forbid you to call me-"
She kissed him again.
Draco pulled back with a slightly glazed look in his steely eyes. "You're very sneaky and plotty tonight."
"I try."
"I think I like it." He smirked. "A lot. What other holiday sneakiness do you have planned?"
"I got one of your presents under my robes."
He just now noticed she was wearing robes. She never wore robes. They were a dark green velvet trimmed in silver. Very Slytherin. Very lovely on her. The dark green made her eyes seem a bit golden.
"Where did you get those?"
"Your mother, and don't change the subject."
"Subject?"
"Your present is under here. You want to open it?"
His answer was to scoop her up in his arms like some muggle, the way she liked it, and head off in the direction of their bedroom.
*~*~*
end mini 13
*~*~*
title: Want
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Robin's Whedon's. Hermione's Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Robin/Hermione (129)
*~*~*~*~*
As much as he still adored Faith, as much as they were still very good friends, it was nice to kiss a woman and not have to worry about her trying to knock the crap out of you after. Granted, this one might hex the crap out of him, but Robin was delighted to discover that Hermione was more a thinker than a doer. Not that she didn't do when doing needed to be done. She just usually had a plan. The only time that fell through was when there was no time for planning, and even then she was fairly good at spur-of-the-moment plans. She thought on her feet. She thought all the time just about.
It didn't look as though she was thinking anything just now though. Her fingertips were to her lips. Her face was quickly turning an adorable pink. He'd spotted her under the mistletoe that those twin redheaded jokers had hung just about everywhere, and Robin had not been able to resist. He'd been attracted to slayers... Buffy and Faith. But there was something about a really smart girl that got his blood pumping. And Hermione Granger was smarter than all the people he knew wrapped together.
"What did you do?" She whispered.
"I thought that was pretty obvious. I kissed you."
"Yes, but why?"
"You're under the mistletoe."
She looked up. Her face fell a bit. "Oh."
Robin was confused.
"So that was the only reason-"
"Stop it right there." He gently took her arms, moved her several feet from under the mistletoe, and kissed her again.
She blinked when he finally pulled back for needing air.
"What did you-"
"So there would be no confusion about my wanting to kiss you this time."
"Oh." She paused. "You... you... wanted to?"
"A lot."
"I wanted you to. For some time now. I just never thought..."
"Hermione, why didn't you..."
"I'm not the sort of girl that fellows-"
"Stop that. You are. You are if they're smart enough to try."
"You were smart enough?"
"Actually, I was following the advice of a good friend."
"Oh? What advice is that then?"
"Want." His thumb caressed the skin near the corner of her mouth. "Take." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers lightly. "Have." He murmured against her lips before kissing her again.
*~*~*
end mini 14
*~*~*
title: From Christmas Nazi to Shiny New Year Alien Snuggle Bunny
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Connor's Whedon's. Isabel belongs to Katims.
fandoms: AtS/Roswell
pairing: Connor/Isabel (163)
*~*~*~*
"Look!"
Connor tensed. He'd been tense since December 1st. He'd had no idea his girlfriend was... what had her friend and surrogate brother Michael called her... oh yes, the Christmas Nazi. He was dating the Christmas Nazi. Slaying vampires and fighting demons and the forces of darkness was less tense than spending the holiday near Isabel.
But Christmas was over. The mistletoe was wilting. Not that he'd minded the mistletoe so much. Isabel was all about Christmas tradition. Kissing under the mistletoe was included in that package.
But back to the holiday being OVER. It was New Year's Eve. He was looking forward to a very quiet evening at home watching some Dick Clark and the ball drop. He'd had enough planned holiday to last him until next December.
"What is it?" He asked with a cringe.
"Rudolph's Shiny New Year!" She said excitedly, holding up a video.
Connor blinked.
"I thought we could stay in and watch it. You know, cuddling under the same blanket and stuff. Then we could do some Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year, then watch the ball drop, New Year's kiss, then go to sleep. Maybe on the sofa there. Together. All snuggly."
Connor blinked again.
"I was gonna make some snacks too. Like some cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate."
His stomach growled.
"Well? Why are just looking at me like that?"
"All of that sounds very nice. Just what I need to unwind."
Her smile lit the room. "Great." She was practically jumping up and down. "Here's the movie." She handed it to him. "I'll go get the snacks."
He smiled at her bounding off.
"Find a comfy blanket... and take your jeans off. Put on those pajama pants I got you. Get comfortable."
Connor grinned. If this was the reward for keeping up with her during December, then he'd spend every Christmas with Isabel. From Christmas Nazi to Shiny New Year Alien Snuggle Bunny.
Definitely worth it.
*~*~*
end mini 15
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