Harry Potter [Crabbe/Goyle]

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Title: Between Two
Author: Demoerin
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: implied sex. Faintly implied. Possibly the warning should be more for the faintness than for the sex.
Word count: 938
Prompt/Summary: Food play, muscular not fat - "no one in sight, and we got so much to share"
Notes: No particular timeline is specified but uh, imagine something set in 6^th year, I suppose. Between the bits about being little girls.

 

 

 

 

"Lucky!" Vincent said from by the door.

Gregory gave his three-inch Defence against the Dark Arts essay a long look, then put his quill down and looked up. This sounded like a distraction, and maybe – hopefully – it'd be a good long one. "What's up?"

Vincent was looking over his shoulder now, peering down the corridor. The sounds of conversation from the common room seemed far off, and now Gregory began to be really interested. Thoughts of the essay went further back into his mind (just the way he liked it) as he realised that Vincent was making sure no one else was nearby.

Vincent pushed the door to their dormitory half-shut and pointed at his bed. "Hop on. And stay quiet, right?"

"Right." Gregory had a pretty good idea what it was about and went over to the bed with a growing feeling of satisfaction. "I think, you know, the best reward for doing some work is getting a good reason to stop doing it a while," he said in a low voice, drawing the curtains round Vincent's bed.

"Why d'you think I went to check if I got any post? That stuff's dead boring," Vincent said, his voice rumbling from being made quiet, and pulled the curtains all the way closed. Now it was too dark to see, with only tiny cracks of torchlight coming through, but Gregory didn't mind.

"You got a packet from home, then? Come on, toss some over."

"Yeah." Vincent fidgeted, and then there was the familiar crinkling sound of Shrink Wrap being handled. Gregory smiled. There was no chance the package didn't have treats – both their mothers had little faith in Hogwarts to feed their sons as growing boys needed. Letters tended to be an afterthought.

Gregory moved back as his saw in the dim light the amount of food spilling from the wrap and laughed in satisfaction.

"Sh. The others might come back any minute. We have to listen out."

Gregory nodded. "Yeah. It's a bit too much to shove under the pillows, though. Can't hide all this lot."

"Well, we've just got to eat fast then."

They shared a grin and tucked in. It wasn't quite tradition to share this way, nothing so fancy - just habit. They both got several packets a term, and they both needed to eat more than the average, so it seemed to make sense that they help to tide each other over between meals. Though they naturally tried to keep from letting the others know when they got their packets (because no amount of food went far between six boys) from the first package that had arrived, Gregory had turned to Vincent and motioned that they go off to share. There were a thousand and one traditions between their families, and Gregory found that he liked the simplicity of a habit.

"Got any Cream Capers?" Gregory asked.

Vincent bent to inspect his pile, then looked up again. "Why? You don't like those."

"Draco does, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Serve him right if we have them, though – had a fit when I asked for a couple of answers earlier." Vincent sorted the pastries aside anyway.

"Ask tomorrow. And give him some of the Cream Capers after," Gregory advised.

"Good idea," Vincent said, brightening, and speaking a touch too loudly - of course it was that moment that they heard the sound of footsteps in the room.

"What are you doing?" Blaise asked on the other side of the curtains.

Vincent and Gregory sat up with jerks that made the bedsprings creak, and then Gregory fell forwards to put himself nearer Vincent, taking care to make the bedsprings creak some more.

"What do you think?" he asked.

Blaise made a noise like he'd stepped in something Longbottom did during Potions, but then, Blaise made that kind of noise about any number of things each day. After so many years it didn't bother either of them much – and really, it seemed the things they did didn't bother anyone in the dormitory that much either. It was amazing what you got used to.

"Get your kit off, then," Gregory said loudly.

"Me?" Blaise squawked.

"Me. Oi, get your own if you're so eager, Zabini," Vincent said, and then snorted, stuffing a Cream Caper into his mouth. Gregory smothered his own laugh with his hand.

"No thanks," Blaise said. "You two carry on and be done by lights out. Please."

"Narrow escape," Gregory said.

"Easy for you to say. I just ate one of Draco's," Vincent said thickly, chewing with a penitent look.

"S'all right," Gregory said, and gave Vince a considering look from where he lay. His eyes had adjusted to the dimness enough that he could make out cream at the corner of Vincent's mouth, and he wiped it away with a thumb and licked it off.

Vincent took the hint an grinned. "Got inspired?"

Gregory nodded. "Suppose so."

They shoved the food aside rather hastily, and soon Gregory discovered that Vincent had a bit of cream on his fingers, too. He went after the stickiness against Vincent's lips again, and didn't mind the over-sweet taste of the Cream Capers so much anymore.

It was another thing that was simple and easy between them. This was more than habit - Gregory rather liked the way his heartbeat always sped up - but without the frantic fuss that seemed to always get kicked up between other people.

It was just them, as it mostly was, and that was more than good enough. Most people didn't understand that the first place you turned to could easily be the best.

Comments

[vissy.livejournal.com]

It's adorable, in a Crabbe & Goyle kind of way! I like how Goyle's so matter-of-factly Slytherin.

[beckyh2112.livejournal.com]

*purrs* Oh, that's lovely. I didn't catch that Gregory put himself in a compromising position to protect the treats the first time I read this, but I just really love that.

Really nice to see some good Gregory/Vincent fic. Love the shift from sharing treats to sex, since it's so nice and easy. It feels completely natural.

Excellent work!