Fic - If We Took a Holiday... (28-30/?)
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spankerellatitle: Carol
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Harmony is Whedon's. Pansy and company are Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Harm/Pans (554)
*~*~*~*
The hair on Pansy's neck stood on end.
Her 'pet' was singing again. She'd been singing all this week. Yes, it was the holiday season, and Pansy liked a good carol as well as the next girl, but Sweet Salazar! That Harmony could peel back paint with her voice. Pansy had never heard anything so awful. How ironic to have the name Harmony and have none of what the word meant to speak of. The nickname Draco had bestowed on Pansy's pet worked better... Harm.
If the blonde bloodsucker wasn't a bloodsucker, Pansy would have offed her long ago. Harm could be dreadfully moronic... as Blaise had pointed out recently. Then again, that didn't signify. Blaise thought everyone save himself and Draco were complete idiots.
Pansy was contemplating snatching some of the mistletoe hung 'round the place and blending it into Harm's blood when Marcus Flint slipped in the back door of the house.
He cringed as Harm hit a particularly non-harmonious note. "Goo! What in the hell is that?"
"Harm's got the holiday spirit."
"Can she give it back?"
Just then Harmony breezed into the kitchen. Marcus's eyes went wide. Pansy didn't blame him.
Harmony was wearing a bright red velvet dress with white fur trim and a Santa hat that matched. She'd been wearing it all week. Blaise called it Santa-hooker sheik.
"Oooo, Marky. Hey."
Marcus looked at Pansy and mouthed 'Marky?'. Pansy shrugged. She didn't know what to tell him. As annoying as Harm was, she was fascinating too.
As long as she wasn't singing.
*~*~*
end mini 28
*~*~*
title: Bells... Ding Dong Ding
author: echo
rating: R
disclaimer: Not mine. Dawn is Whedon's. Draco and Blaise are Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Dawn/Draco/Blaise (857)
AN: Sexuality ahoy.
*~*~*~*
"What ARE the two of you doing here?" Dawn snapped.
"We got you a present." Draco Malfoy said, trademark smirk firmly in place on his sharp and pointy, yet attractive, mug.
"If it's a severed head, I'm gonna be VERY upset."
Blaise Zabini snorted with laughter. Damn. Dawn scowled. He was hot even when he was snorting. Snorting was such an unattractive thing, but he made it sexy.
"See? That's why we like you, Summers." Blaise said in smooth tones. "Always with the disturbing imagery."
"Fine." Dawn clipped, leaning back in her chair from behind her desk. "You got me a prezzie. It's not a head. What is it then?"
The both of them smirked, rather evilly, before dropping their black robes. To reveal they were wearing nothing but shoes and socks underneath them. Dawn couldn't help her jaw from dropping.
"Meep." She whispered.
In a weird twist of irony, the radio in her office at the Watcher's Council was playing 'Carol of the Bells', and it just so happened to be at the part where the background chorus was going... "Ding... dong... ding... dong...". Very appropriate in a naughty sort of way.
"It's awfully chilly in here, Summers." Draco said. "Plan on returning us? Or perhaps re-gifting?"
Dawn smiled... a bit evilly herself. "Did you know you guys are standing under my mistletoe?"
The guys looked up.
"Well, what do you know?" Blaise muttered before looking at Draco. "What do you say, princess? Give us a kiss then for the lady?"
"Just for her."
"So modest." Blaise purred.
Dawn actually found herself leaning forward in her seat to watch. Two naked men were kissing under the mistletoe in her office. It was strangely intoxicating... because they were just so pretty. Draco with his snow whiteness, and Blaise with his feminine yet male beauty.
"Going to join us, sweet?" Blaise asked while wiping the corner of his mouth with his middle finger, before licking said finger.
This might have to go down as the best Christmas present EVER. No pun intended.
Dawn rose and straightened her skirt. "Wouldn't miss it."
*~*~*
end mini 29
*~*~*
title: God Rest Ye Merry
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Cordelia is Whedon's. Parvati is Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Cordelia/Parvati (600)
AN: 'God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen' is by AH Bullen. 'Jingle Bells' is by James Pierpont.
*~*~*~*
"God rest ye merry gentlemen... let nothing you dismay... remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day... unless you are born Jewish... like my bud Willow is... oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy... oh-ho tidings of comfort and joy."
Parvati smirked. Her new flatmate had a way with the caroling. Parvati had heard songs of Angel, songs of Connor, songs of Gunn, songs of Lorne, songs of Fred. Her favorite were the songs of Wesley though.
"Cordelia?"
"Hmmm? Yeah, Parvati?"
"They'll be here soon."
"I'll make myself scarce then." Cordelia said, coming from the kitchen with a steaming mug.
"You don't have to." She blushed then. "I'd... like for my sister and my friends to meet you. I think they'd like you... as... as much as I do."
Cordelia raised an eyebrow. "Well... allow me to go get stunning so your friends will be suitably impressed. I don't think the sweatshirt and track pants with the fuzzy blue house slippers are gonna do that."
Parvati smiled. "Thank you, Cordelia."
Cordy waved a hand as she stalked off to her room. "No big. Anything for you. After all, you took me in, half demon stuff aside. Just be careful... there's mistletoe in the kitchen. Be sure to send that Ron and your sister in there at the same time to fetch something for you... like extra napkins or something."
"That's very devious of you."
"I'm tired of you griping about their making doe eyes at one another all the time."
"Ah."
Then she started singing again. "Jingle bells. Jingle bells. Parvati thinks I'm hot. She's so sweet. She has great feet. And I like her a lot."
*~*~*~*
end mini 30
*
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Harmony is Whedon's. Pansy and company are Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Harm/Pans (554)
*~*~*~*
The hair on Pansy's neck stood on end.
Her 'pet' was singing again. She'd been singing all this week. Yes, it was the holiday season, and Pansy liked a good carol as well as the next girl, but Sweet Salazar! That Harmony could peel back paint with her voice. Pansy had never heard anything so awful. How ironic to have the name Harmony and have none of what the word meant to speak of. The nickname Draco had bestowed on Pansy's pet worked better... Harm.
If the blonde bloodsucker wasn't a bloodsucker, Pansy would have offed her long ago. Harm could be dreadfully moronic... as Blaise had pointed out recently. Then again, that didn't signify. Blaise thought everyone save himself and Draco were complete idiots.
Pansy was contemplating snatching some of the mistletoe hung 'round the place and blending it into Harm's blood when Marcus Flint slipped in the back door of the house.
He cringed as Harm hit a particularly non-harmonious note. "Goo! What in the hell is that?"
"Harm's got the holiday spirit."
"Can she give it back?"
Just then Harmony breezed into the kitchen. Marcus's eyes went wide. Pansy didn't blame him.
Harmony was wearing a bright red velvet dress with white fur trim and a Santa hat that matched. She'd been wearing it all week. Blaise called it Santa-hooker sheik.
"Oooo, Marky. Hey."
Marcus looked at Pansy and mouthed 'Marky?'. Pansy shrugged. She didn't know what to tell him. As annoying as Harm was, she was fascinating too.
As long as she wasn't singing.
*~*~*
end mini 28
*~*~*
title: Bells... Ding Dong Ding
author: echo
rating: R
disclaimer: Not mine. Dawn is Whedon's. Draco and Blaise are Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Dawn/Draco/Blaise (857)
AN: Sexuality ahoy.
*~*~*~*
"What ARE the two of you doing here?" Dawn snapped.
"We got you a present." Draco Malfoy said, trademark smirk firmly in place on his sharp and pointy, yet attractive, mug.
"If it's a severed head, I'm gonna be VERY upset."
Blaise Zabini snorted with laughter. Damn. Dawn scowled. He was hot even when he was snorting. Snorting was such an unattractive thing, but he made it sexy.
"See? That's why we like you, Summers." Blaise said in smooth tones. "Always with the disturbing imagery."
"Fine." Dawn clipped, leaning back in her chair from behind her desk. "You got me a prezzie. It's not a head. What is it then?"
The both of them smirked, rather evilly, before dropping their black robes. To reveal they were wearing nothing but shoes and socks underneath them. Dawn couldn't help her jaw from dropping.
"Meep." She whispered.
In a weird twist of irony, the radio in her office at the Watcher's Council was playing 'Carol of the Bells', and it just so happened to be at the part where the background chorus was going... "Ding... dong... ding... dong...". Very appropriate in a naughty sort of way.
"It's awfully chilly in here, Summers." Draco said. "Plan on returning us? Or perhaps re-gifting?"
Dawn smiled... a bit evilly herself. "Did you know you guys are standing under my mistletoe?"
The guys looked up.
"Well, what do you know?" Blaise muttered before looking at Draco. "What do you say, princess? Give us a kiss then for the lady?"
"Just for her."
"So modest." Blaise purred.
Dawn actually found herself leaning forward in her seat to watch. Two naked men were kissing under the mistletoe in her office. It was strangely intoxicating... because they were just so pretty. Draco with his snow whiteness, and Blaise with his feminine yet male beauty.
"Going to join us, sweet?" Blaise asked while wiping the corner of his mouth with his middle finger, before licking said finger.
This might have to go down as the best Christmas present EVER. No pun intended.
Dawn rose and straightened her skirt. "Wouldn't miss it."
*~*~*
end mini 29
*~*~*
title: God Rest Ye Merry
author: echo
rating: PG
disclaimer: Not mine. Cordelia is Whedon's. Parvati is Rowling's.
fandoms: BtVS/HP
pairing: Cordelia/Parvati (600)
AN: 'God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen' is by AH Bullen. 'Jingle Bells' is by James Pierpont.
*~*~*~*
"God rest ye merry gentlemen... let nothing you dismay... remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day... unless you are born Jewish... like my bud Willow is... oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy... oh-ho tidings of comfort and joy."
Parvati smirked. Her new flatmate had a way with the caroling. Parvati had heard songs of Angel, songs of Connor, songs of Gunn, songs of Lorne, songs of Fred. Her favorite were the songs of Wesley though.
"Cordelia?"
"Hmmm? Yeah, Parvati?"
"They'll be here soon."
"I'll make myself scarce then." Cordelia said, coming from the kitchen with a steaming mug.
"You don't have to." She blushed then. "I'd... like for my sister and my friends to meet you. I think they'd like you... as... as much as I do."
Cordelia raised an eyebrow. "Well... allow me to go get stunning so your friends will be suitably impressed. I don't think the sweatshirt and track pants with the fuzzy blue house slippers are gonna do that."
Parvati smiled. "Thank you, Cordelia."
Cordy waved a hand as she stalked off to her room. "No big. Anything for you. After all, you took me in, half demon stuff aside. Just be careful... there's mistletoe in the kitchen. Be sure to send that Ron and your sister in there at the same time to fetch something for you... like extra napkins or something."
"That's very devious of you."
"I'm tired of you griping about their making doe eyes at one another all the time."
"Ah."
Then she started singing again. "Jingle bells. Jingle bells. Parvati thinks I'm hot. She's so sweet. She has great feet. And I like her a lot."
*~*~*~*
end mini 30
*
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Date: 2004-12-23 04:22 pm (UTC)There got that out. Hope you have a good holiday. The kids all have colds and the weather is crap. Do you know we were wearing shorts and cutting the grass yesterday. It is now 32 degrees out. Its weather by Sybil.
Hope you have a happy, healthy and warm Holidays.
Always;
J.L.
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