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crossoverficTitle: Last Thing I Expected
Author: Rosie1234
Fandom: Harry Potter/Gossip Girl
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 559
Ships: Draco/Blair, Draco/Hermione
Spoilers: Nothing
Summary: “Oh my effing god!”
Note: I saw a fanmix of these two and had to take a crack at them. And since I love Draco this was easy, easy but not very good, lol.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“Oh my effing god!”
This was the last thing I needed, she was the last thing I expected, at this time when I was deciding which side was better for both my physical and mental health.
The dark where my blood was or the light where Potter was and he was the reason I hadn't found that side yet but I still was torn between them.
(along the rest of them, and those bright and cheery smiles of theirs, when all I've known is doom and gloom)
Her eyes were wide, along with her rosy colored mouth which was open even more (that I would know more closely in the future) as she watched me and fell into the world of magic, well, she was kind of pushed.
(and my hands and wand were guilty of showing her wonders beyond her imagination)
“What the hell are you looking at, muggle?”
Before I could raise my wand, and become even more screwed then I already was, this small little thing slapped it from hands and than socked me right in the nose.
(I can say that I got my nose broken by the girl that I now plan to make mine)
“Oh shut the hell up, wizard-boy.”
At this point my wand, the one I plan on using to become king of all, or to save the day, it's one or the other, is on the ground being stepped on by her heels and all I see (because of the blood rushing to my head) is her grinning face before me.
(she holds the threat of snapping my wand in two to this very day, and once she even acted on it)
“What the hell was that for?!”
“Being a basshole, and calling me a muggle, I don't know what that means but I don't like it. My name is Blair Waldorf, not muggle.”
I had no idea that this fate meeting (that would get me into loads of shit later) would give me the best girlfriend in the whole goddamn world, and from this moment on I had someone to keep me out of trouble and who wasn't afraid to slap me every now and then.
And it kept me from falling for the mudblood, who has become something but I got Blair instead, and it's now clear that she is my match made in hell.
“Now that we got that all cleared up, I believe you have a lot of things to tell me, huh, wizard-boy? Even I love a magic trick every now and then.”
“The names Draco, Draco Malfoy. I'll be happy to show you my magic tricks, Ms. Waldorf but you have to promise you won't hit me again.”
“Fine, I promise and I never break my word, Malfoy. (fingers crossed and hand ready to slap).”
(and at this very moment, months into our both hellish and fun future I'm nursing yet another broken nose)
Author: Rosie1234
Fandom: Harry Potter/Gossip Girl
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 559
Ships: Draco/Blair, Draco/Hermione
Spoilers: Nothing
Summary: “Oh my effing god!”
Note: I saw a fanmix of these two and had to take a crack at them. And since I love Draco this was easy, easy but not very good, lol.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“Oh my effing god!”
This was the last thing I needed, she was the last thing I expected, at this time when I was deciding which side was better for both my physical and mental health.
The dark where my blood was or the light where Potter was and he was the reason I hadn't found that side yet but I still was torn between them.
(along the rest of them, and those bright and cheery smiles of theirs, when all I've known is doom and gloom)
Her eyes were wide, along with her rosy colored mouth which was open even more (that I would know more closely in the future) as she watched me and fell into the world of magic, well, she was kind of pushed.
(and my hands and wand were guilty of showing her wonders beyond her imagination)
“What the hell are you looking at, muggle?”
Before I could raise my wand, and become even more screwed then I already was, this small little thing slapped it from hands and than socked me right in the nose.
(I can say that I got my nose broken by the girl that I now plan to make mine)
“Oh shut the hell up, wizard-boy.”
At this point my wand, the one I plan on using to become king of all, or to save the day, it's one or the other, is on the ground being stepped on by her heels and all I see (because of the blood rushing to my head) is her grinning face before me.
(she holds the threat of snapping my wand in two to this very day, and once she even acted on it)
“What the hell was that for?!”
“Being a basshole, and calling me a muggle, I don't know what that means but I don't like it. My name is Blair Waldorf, not muggle.”
I had no idea that this fate meeting (that would get me into loads of shit later) would give me the best girlfriend in the whole goddamn world, and from this moment on I had someone to keep me out of trouble and who wasn't afraid to slap me every now and then.
And it kept me from falling for the mudblood, who has become something but I got Blair instead, and it's now clear that she is my match made in hell.
“Now that we got that all cleared up, I believe you have a lot of things to tell me, huh, wizard-boy? Even I love a magic trick every now and then.”
“The names Draco, Draco Malfoy. I'll be happy to show you my magic tricks, Ms. Waldorf but you have to promise you won't hit me again.”
“Fine, I promise and I never break my word, Malfoy. (fingers crossed and hand ready to slap).”
(and at this very moment, months into our both hellish and fun future I'm nursing yet another broken nose)
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