title: Spectacles and Knickers
disclaimer: I do not own anything here. The HP characters belong to JK Rowling.
summary: The characters in my head are a little too meta sometimes.
word count: 203
She came screaming into the room.
She flung her pants off and danced, yelling “A MAN! HOT! OLDER! NO SELF ESTEEM PROBLEMS! FINALLY!”
Percy looked up from his book. “Do you care to expand on that though or am I to be mesmerized by your My Little Pony knickers?”
“You prat. Don’t you understand? Everyone else was younger! Or married! Or cared too much about the face that my dad was Muggle born. Him- he’s perfect. Dreamy McDragonHandler. Sexy. I’ll bet he’s even left handed.”
“I care why exactly? Does this mean that you’ll be out more? Should I try and find another room mate as you’ll be twitterpated and elsewhere?” Percy replied, not looking up from his book, just in case. Being trapped inside did wonders on catching up on his reading list.
“Because it’s a MAN. And written by our dear friend of the Elle. You know, you liked her Katie, she makes a hot man.”
“I do believe you have an one track mind, Nymphadora. Take it elsewhere. For the love of Godric,” he hesitantly peeped over the book cover. She was still dancing and not wearing pants.
“And wear pants for goodness sake!”
“You’re no fun. No fun a’tall.”