Double Drabble o' Seven Deadly Sins

[Stud Muffin]

As promised, this week is going to be special. This time, it's a double drabble week, with a twist!

This week, your prompt is: 7 Deadly Sins[/size]

Rules:
You have to pick any ONE of the '7 Deadly Sins' (lust, gluttony, greed, anger, envy, pride, or sloth). Then you have to write a 200 word drabble based on it, which should include any ONE of the following sentences:

• "I really want to like you right now, but I just can't."
  
• "Insanity runs in my family. It practically gallops."
  
• "I should have just stayed in bed today..."
  
• "Believe me, this is not a lot of fun."
  
• "What are you laughing at?"

The sentence can be used in any form you want - as a dialouge, as a narration, as a memory, anything. The only catch is that you have to use it as it is, without changing the tense or the order of words. And lastly, yes, these words will also be counted as a part of your drabble's word count.

If you have any questions, feel free to post in the FAQ thread. All other rules remain the same - spell check before you post, ensure that your drabble takes place within the Harry Potter universe, and have fun!

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I never imagined I'd be writing a naughty piece ever... but here i have. I blame it on True Blood and Charlaine Harris' books. The theme I picked is LUST. ^_= enjoy

READ WITH CAUTION 17yrs age limit


I’m certain everyone has done something they’re not particularly proud of. It can’t only be me, can it? To taste the forbidden fruit, even knowing that the prize of consequence will be much higher than we could ever afford… such foolishness it is. I gasped. He never liked me getting distracted from him. His soft lips pressing harshly against my own were the only reminder I needed of his oh-so-present state. How could I take my eyes of that delectable mocha skin? No. The question lead; how could I possibly pry my hands of his chiseled chest and round bu-? Soft fingertips trailed lazily up my thigh in a meticulous pace.

“I shouldn’t be doing this.” I whispered into his warm and very much inviting mouth. His only response was to suck my lower lip. Even as my nails dug harshly into his rear I spoke, conflicted as I was; "I really want to like you right now, but I just can't."

He had made his way down to my collarbone, licking it, before he answered; “No one ever said you had to like me.” As I felt my buttons being undone I couldn’t find it in me to disagree.


And that, my loves, was "Apple a lá Zabini". Ok so it came out rather clean still, don't you think?

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I chose 'Envy'.

“I really envy you, Malfoy,” Harry managed to chew out. It was true, but wasn’t easy to admit.

“A family - alive, not murdered by a psychotic megalomaniac. Never lifted a finger in your life. Everything you ever wanted handed to you. No one ever calling you crazy.” Except, maybe Ron, Harry added silently. “No one’s life depending on your death.”

“You’re a spoilt, rich brat and I envy you for it.”

He may envy the bastard, but he didn’t have to be nice about it.

Malfoy laughed humourlessly.

“You envy me?” His eyes glinted as he sneered.

“A family? A father, slave to a “psychotic megalomaniac”; a mother, stuck in a miserable marriage; a lunatic, torture-happy aunt.”

Draco’s voice grew steadily malevolent, and he stalked forward, all the while glaring down at Harry from eyes that seemed, to him, almost despaired.

“A family, you say? Insanity runs in my family. It practically gallops. As for having everything? Bullshit! Ever killed anyone, Potter? Ever had to murder someone, knowing that if you fail, you’ll be killed, and your family tortured?”

Malfoy suddenly wilted. All the strength left of him. His eyes were dull.

“Don’t envy me, Potter. I envy you.”