Warnings: Dirty language.
For: #61: Cards at livejournal's slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don't own these people, Joss and JK do. Lucky them.
Xander glanced over at his companion. “Why are we doing this again?”
“Because that bastard Dumbledore said that she would be able to help us find the last weapon needed to defeat the Dark Lord.” Draco snapped, glaring at the woman across from them as she set down another tarot card.
“You really shouldn’t call him a bastard.” Xander commented, cringing at the images on the cards.
“No thanks.” Xander said, cheerfully. Draco’s eye twitched. “Hey, buddy, you’re the one who decided to drag me along. I was perfectly content with staying at Hogwarts.”
“I wasn’t about to leave you there, not with Saint Potter eyeing your arse like that.” Draco growled.
“You have got to be the most jealousy prone boyfriend I have ever had.”
“Who said I was your boyfriend?” Draco demanded, though he didn’t look over. Instead he watched as the last card was placed onto the black table.
“Hmm, yes.” The woman hummed.
“Well, bloody hell, spit it out!” Draco ordered.
“You will find what you seek within the innocent one.” The woman stated, her eyes wide.
“Innocent what?” Xander asked.
“Dark hair and a sunny disposition, you know who I speak of. Held within your heart, yes.” The woman nodded, eyeing Draco.
“What is this, Yoda Time?” Xander asked, while Draco stood with an annoyed expression.
“Let’s get out of here.” Draco said, grabbing Xander by his collar and dragging him out the door. Xander allowed himself to be man-handled a bit farther down the road, before taking hold of Draco’s hand.
“What the hell was that?” Xander asked.
“Fuck if I know.” Draco replied, allowing Xander to tug him into a nearby alley. “We’ve done our job nonetheless, we just have to relay it back to the Bumblebee of Hogwarts.”
“Where do you come up with those names?” Xander asked, smiling.
“I’m brilliant, Harris, get used to it.” Draco informed him.
“Hmm.” Xander nodded, his smile looking more like a smirk. “So… About that conversation. What was it you said? Oh, yes. ‘Who said I was your boyfriend?’ Hmm…”
“Not this again.” Draco whined. He, however, didn’t feel any need to complain when Xander pulled him into a deep, tongue dueling kiss. Fire spread down his back as Xander’s hands took over his body.
“And that’s why you’re my boyfriend.” Xander turned back to the street, leaving Draco panting in the alleyway.