Drabble Series: Blocked (Harry>Astoria)
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lightofdayeTitle: Blocked
Word Count: 3 x 100
Rating: PG-13/R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter > Astoria Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Astoria Greengrass.
Content: lust at first sight, unrequited lust, cockblocked.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Harry catches sight of someone at a ball and falls instantly in love, too bad she's taken.
A/n: I couldn't think of anything for the current![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
harry100 Prompt so I looked back and came up for this for #128: "cockblocked". One of those fics that ruined by headers and tagging, as well as one I'm sure I must have written before? Ah well needs nust.
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Harry Potter hadn't expected to enjoy the charity gala, but here he was. The Minister liked him to be. He told himself he was there to spot all the Death Eaters trying to pay their way back into society’s graces.
As his eyes swept the room however, his gaze fell on something quite different: a witch.
A witch laughing at some innocuous comment from another guest, her eyes alight. A witch who seemed quite at home in the company and to genuinely enjoy it.
With a lurch low in his stomach, Harry realised she was the most desirable person there.
At a distance, Harry circled the woman. She had long honey blonde hair done in an elaborate up-do that was just begging to be let loose. She wore a dress that was deep cut on only just on the right sight of respectability and lipstick that drew attention to her full lips and what they could do.
She had warm amber eyes Harry could picture seeing from a range measured in inches.
Harry realised he was staring and looked away, and back and away again. Then he looked back and the witch was looking right at him.
Their gazes locked.
She'd seen him looking, but her mouth curled into a smile. Harry approached her quickly, his mind full of all the things he'd like to do to her.
He was feet away. He swallowed and swallowed again surreptitiously trying to get some moisture into his dry mouth.
"Harry Potter," He said to her.
"Hello, Harry Potter," she said her voice was honey and there was an undercurrent of something else in her voice.
"And you are?" Harry asked.
"Astoria," she said.
"Mrs Astoria Malfoy," said a third voice.
Draco Malfoy took his wife by the arm and steered her away.
Word Count: 3 x 100
Rating: PG-13/R
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter > Astoria Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Astoria Greengrass.
Content: lust at first sight, unrequited lust, cockblocked.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Harry catches sight of someone at a ball and falls instantly in love, too bad she's taken.
A/n: I couldn't think of anything for the current
harry100 Prompt so I looked back and came up for this for #128: "cockblocked". One of those fics that ruined by headers and tagging, as well as one I'm sure I must have written before? Ah well needs nust.- - -
Harry Potter hadn't expected to enjoy the charity gala, but here he was. The Minister liked him to be. He told himself he was there to spot all the Death Eaters trying to pay their way back into society’s graces.
As his eyes swept the room however, his gaze fell on something quite different: a witch.
A witch laughing at some innocuous comment from another guest, her eyes alight. A witch who seemed quite at home in the company and to genuinely enjoy it.
With a lurch low in his stomach, Harry realised she was the most desirable person there.
At a distance, Harry circled the woman. She had long honey blonde hair done in an elaborate up-do that was just begging to be let loose. She wore a dress that was deep cut on only just on the right sight of respectability and lipstick that drew attention to her full lips and what they could do.
She had warm amber eyes Harry could picture seeing from a range measured in inches.
Harry realised he was staring and looked away, and back and away again. Then he looked back and the witch was looking right at him.
Their gazes locked.
She'd seen him looking, but her mouth curled into a smile. Harry approached her quickly, his mind full of all the things he'd like to do to her.
He was feet away. He swallowed and swallowed again surreptitiously trying to get some moisture into his dry mouth.
"Harry Potter," He said to her.
"Hello, Harry Potter," she said her voice was honey and there was an undercurrent of something else in her voice.
"And you are?" Harry asked.
"Astoria," she said.
"Mrs Astoria Malfoy," said a third voice.
Draco Malfoy took his wife by the arm and steered her away.
