wow! i'm new here, but i would simply love for someone to write a fic using my plot bunnies...

here goes... erm, the fic should:
* be set after Hogwarts
* be FULL of fluff
* the war between harry + voldie still raging
* contain a mention of socks and a monkey called Steve.

well, i hope that that is not too difficult.

Hi, Zenni! Welcome to Portkey! It's a lovely place, really.

Hmm, your challenge seems really interesting... I'm very tempted to take it up. Maybe I will, maybe... it sounds like something I could do. So maybe I'll do it, eh? And again, welcome, hope you come more often!

WOW This Challenge was posted along time ago...but i want to write it anyways.


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"Malfoy! Draco!" Ginny Weasley slapped the man next to her with a pillow. Honestly, she thought, He doesn't even stay awake for meetings!

"I'm up Weasley, I'm up. What did i miss?" He said sleepily, streching and she watched his mouth extend in the biggest yawn she'd ever seen.

"Only the whole meeting!" The redhead snapped. "I suppose you'll be wanting coffee to?"

"You know me to well." he said lounging on the couch.

"Yeah well i wish i didn't. Hey! Get your dirty socks off the table!" Ginny glared as she made her way to the kitchen. "ANyways, Dumbledore wants you on a new mission some portkey spy thing... And Harry's finally found v-Voldemort's headquarters." She grimaced slightly, even after all these years she still couldn't say his name. She pulled two mugs from the cabinet and began filling them. "Do you want to hear where he is?"

"Not particularly." His voice was alot closer than the couch. She turned around and yelped he had been right behind her. THe coffee slipped from her grasp landed with a slosh on the floor.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

You're doing something. She thought.

"What am i doing?" His voice had turned husky and something about his half lidded eyes was making her heart beat faster. He took a step closer so she took a step back. The counter was digging into her back and his hot breath was rustling her hair.

"Your- Can you uh take a step..." Before she could finish his mouth was on hers and she was actually liking it. She opened her mouth for him and before either of them knew what was happening he had her up on the counter and was working furiously on her shirt. She didn't say anything when he finally got the damned thing over her head, nor when his lips had moved to her collar bone. He pulled back after minute, picking her up and throwing her on the couch he continued his attack.

What seemed like forever and a day later, he was kissing her stomache now, she stopped him. "I have a question."

"whatever you want lovely."

"Why do you always sleep through the order meetings? And why don't you ever go home? And what on earth possessed you to kiss me?" Okay, so maybe she hadn't planned on asking him all that...

"I believe thats more than one question." He glared half-heartedly at her.

"Sorry, but just answer them." she pleaded.

"Alright. I sleep through meetings so you'll tell me what they were about. I don't go home because i don't want to leave you. And i kissed you because," He straightened up "I've have been dying to since we moved the meetings to your house and i realized how beautiful you are."

She gaped at him. They had been friends for a while and he often times slept on her couch. Never once had he ever said that he liked her.

"Are you serious?"

"I swear it on my stuffed monkey named steve..." He looked the picture of innocence and Ginny fell off her couch laughing.

And of course Draco took that as an invitation to continue his assualt. "I love you Weasley." He murmered before covering her lips with his...


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Okay? Yes? no?


Mod Note: Added spaces between paragraphs. According the the rules of the forum, it's recommended and easier on the eyes. I also fixed your codes. --Crystal, 7/31

oops! i think i posted that twice.... i really do have a sock monkey named steve...

Mod Note: That's okay. I've deleted the post. --Crystal, 7/31

A zillion years later. This challenge provided just the right diversion from my summer reading!

Leading a life of international mystery wasn’t as perfect as everyone seems to think. For Draco Malfoy, it just meant never having a relationship lasting past the night. That is, until he left the English Order of Espionage to go back to the wizarding world and help out the Order of Pheonix, at special request of Dumbledore, who was probably prodded by Snape.

Back in the wizarding world, Draco’s wealth, left to him after Lucius Malfoy was killed in one of the first battles of the war, made him an excellent prospect to be stalked by lonely, and not so lonely, ladies. But Draco had his sights set on something better than a damsel looking for a rich husband to mess around on. He wanted someone strong who didn’t want to be taken care of, or so she said.

Luckily for him, being in the Order or Pheonix, he found many women who had such qualities. Only problem was, these were apparently popular qualities to look for, since only two of the five women in the inner circle weren’t spoken for. They were Luna Lovegood (who knows why?!) and Ginevra Weasley, usually called Ginny.

Ginny Weasley was also a spy, one of whom Draco seemed to be constantly paired with. This was probably because of his knack of getting scrapes. After Hogwarts, Ginny had gone to medical school and finished just before the war started. Never one to sit out on the sidelines, she volunteered her services with the Order.

“I can’t believe you seriously sleep that thing! You are twenty-six years old for Merlin’s sake! Who needs to sleep with a run-down stuffed monkey named Steve?” Ginny said.

“Shove it, Weasley. I need to cuddle with something if you won’t let me cuddle with you,” he shot back.

“That’s a low blow! You know that someone could walk into here at any moment, and to see the two of us in the same bed would not go well if you expect to be the father of my children some day!”

Draco cringed at that. Just the thought was enough to send his boys running for cover.

Ginny had gotten up to get some of the carbonated beverage, or, as Draco called it, pop. He’d brought it back from the muggle world, and got her absolutely hooked on it.

He crossed the room and stood quietly right behind her. When she turned around, he captured her lips in a kiss and took the soda from her hands. Her arms snaked up around his neck. Draco lifted her off her feet and she climbed him like a tree, locking her legs around his waist.

She unlocked her lips just long enough to speak. “We can’t,” she breathed. “Someone –“

“They can go to bloody hell,” Draco forced out.

Any protest she had to his comment died on her lips, as they were once again reclaimed by Draco’s. He walked to where he thought the bed was, never removing his lips from hers. He tripped ungracefully onto the bed, which is what walking around with your eyes closed tends to do.

Draco’s hands left the red-head’s face to move down to her belt buckle. He tried unsuccessfully to undo until his third attempt, when he finally unclasped it. His hands went right to the next obstacle, the 5 buttons on her jeans. Ginny’s hand went down to help his, as he was even worse with the buttons on her jeans then he was with the belt buckle.

Just as the last one was undone, the door opened. Hermione and Harry walked in, carrying a basket of socks.

Draco looked at the pair, peeved at their lack of timing. Ginny slid out from under him, blushing the reddest that she’d ever been seen.

“What are you two doing here?” Draco finally asked, breaking the awkward silence.

“We… Hermione…” Harry tried.

“Dumbledore asked us to bring up your socks. He said it was urgent, and with Dobby and Winky busy, he gave us the task,” Hermione took over.

“Brilliant,” Draco responded.

Ginny, the only one with manners, as it seemed, thanked Hermione for her kindly bringing up the socks. She retrieved the basket from her, and told them to have a nice day.

Hermione walked down the stairs, but Harry stayed where he was. He leaned over to Ginny and said, “Are you planning to have kids with this guy?”

She nodded.

“Then I won’t tell anyone. Merlin knows his chances of having kids if everyone knows.”

He shut the door and walked down the steps.

That was great. Took me a minute to realise why Ginny didn't want to get caught with him, for fear of not being able to have children with him though.

Thanks! Always good to see I have a happy costumer. And, about you're getting confused, probably my fault. It was un-betaed (weird word), and I didn't really proofread it.

WOW Citrus! I loved it! better than mine! I whipped it out in like ten minutes....



Can i have a basket of socks?

TALLY POST

Response by Efrayael
Part One: 545 words

Response by citrus587
Part One: 762 words

So, I am doing the challenge, I guess it was posted a gazzillion bazillion krazillion years ago but, it sounded fun so here goes.


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She awoke to a loud bang, and the rustling of clothes. Rubbing her eyes she eased her way up onto a pillow and looked groggily to the source of noise. Next to the source of the noise was her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Currently, Draco was growling in frustration and shoving clothes everywhere.

“Draco! What in our monkey named Steve are you doing? Do you realize what time it is? It’s bloody 6:30 in the morning! I want to SLEEP! Read my lips sleep!” Ginny rubbed her eyes tiredly and resigned herself to helping Draco. “What is your problem anyway. You know, you are making quite a mess of this room! The house elves are on vacation! We’ll have to clean it up ourselves!” She let out a tiny sigh combined with a yawn.

In rage, Draco shoved the dresser holding scattered clothes, and toppled it over. “Really now! Was that necessary?” She walked over to him, and hugged him from behind. “Please Draco, what is the matter?”

Draco sighed dejectedly and told his Ginny. “I can’t find my socks!” He whined the statement, and Ginny could not stop her self from bursting into rambunctious laughter. Draco, aggravated in her disregard for his “feelings” shrugged her off of his back. “It’s not funny, what am I going to do? I can’t go to work with out socks! My pedicured feet will get stinky!”

Ginny stifled her giggles. “Oh poor Draco, what are you to do? Woe is you!”

Draco pouted and remarked “Yes, woe IS me.”

Ginny gazed at Draco’s mouth which was formed into a sexy pout. She reached her fingers out to his lips, “As much as I love your sexy pout...” Upon hearing he was sexy, he smirked, while Ginny smiled at having inflated his ego so easily. “You really must find your socks, you can’t go to work with out them you know.” Ginny smirked while Draco’s face instantly conformed into a scowl. She got off of her knees and calmly walked over to the bed post, where she picked up her wand and uttered, “Accio, Draco’s socks”

Draco looked at Ginny in astonishment before scowling again and muttering to himself, “Stupid, stupid stupid!” He strutted over to Ginny trying to gain his pride back and dropped his hands out for the socks. Ginny smirked and lifted her hand with the socks into the air. “You little witch!” Draco looked down upon Ginny as she was shorter than him, “I know that you would be mad if I ruined your fun and just took the socks, but....” His eyes glinting mischievously Draco pounced on Ginny making her give a little “oof” and kissed her. As soon as Ginny closed her eyes, Draco snatched the sock Ginny still clutched in her hand, and jumped up and off of her. “Well, I guess I’ll be going to work now, thanks for finding my socks!”

Ginny let out a squeal of indignation and huffed at Draco, “Oh, I can’t believe you! I was just having a little fun!” She pouted, and plopped ungracefully onto the bed.

“Ahh, look who has the sexy pout now! As much as I would like to ravish you on the bed, I really must get to work, I’m already late as it is. An Auror can not be late, especially when a war is raging on between the great saint Potter and Old Voldie. One last kiss I suppose.” Draco stalked over to Ginny and gave her a big smooch, with tongue and all.


Good??? No? Yes? Maybe so?

Err, can I post this on my account at fanfiction.net? I've never done a challenge before.... And now I feel stupid...

Go for it. If you want to, you can leave a link leading back to here, so people can see where your story came from, but that is purely optional. Anyway, it's your story, so you can post it anywhere you want.

thank you so much for replying to my challenge- especially bigreader, citrus587 and Efrayael, for answering with 3 excellent stories- I love them all! I know its been ages since i first posted the challenge, but I'm glad that you all answered and enjoyed it.

Ooh those are cute. Mine is going to be very short.


Draco rubbed his eyes tiredly. He had been woken up rather rudely by a loud crash. Looking around wildly to see who had made the infernal racket, he saw red hair bobbing up and down by the edge of his bed.

"What in merlin's name are you doing in my room Weasley"

Ginny looked up quickly. "Oh I didn't know you were awake. I was just grabbing my monkey steve".

Malfoy mouthed the words "monkey steve" before looking at her suspiciously. "You don't have a monkey called Steve".

Ginny blushed. "Well...umm actually I was er..."

Malfoy looked at her shrewdly.

Ginny knew she had gone from bad to worse. Why could she never say anything right round him. He had joined the order just last week. (Much to everyone's surprise) and had been staying in the house. Ginny had been ordered to look after him and make sure everything was alright right. But Ginny didn't mind. There was something that attracted her to him.

"In actual fact I was here to find your socks".

"My socks" Malfoy said slowly. "Ok, I'll get them for you, might as well since I was woken up". He pushed the covers of him and stood up.

Ginny blushed. Malfoy was shirtless and with his hair dangling in his eyes, he looked very alluring.

He walked past her and picked up his socks which were very noticable on the floor well away from the bed.

Ginny nervously looked at him. She had not in fact been looking for his socks at all. It was true she had been told to get his socks but she had been distracted by watching him sleep peacefully. As she watched him she found herself moving closer to him. But then he had moved and she had fallen of the bed waking him up.

Draco gave her the socks and she had left.

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Ginny crept in Draco's room again. it was her usual time to collect his dirty clothes. She saw the pile on the floor but once again, like so many times she saw him sleeping in the bed. Moving over she looked at his face. His pale blonde hair was falling gently about his eyes, his lips slightly parted as he breathed in and out. His bare chest revealed.

Ginny gently brushed the hair out of his eyes. She looked at him and swallowed. Her eyes stared at his lips. Leaning over she gently placed her lips against his.

Draco opened his eyes. He was so surprised he didn't say anything. Ginny Weasley was kissing him.

Ginny pulled her face away and saw that he was awake.

"I'm sorry" she said going a bright red.

"Looking for socks again? or is it the monkey steve?" Draco smirked.

Blushing furiously Ginny stood up. "I'm so sorry, I know I shouldn't have."

Quickly she walked towards the door, but felt an hand pull her back.

Draco looked down at her and tilted her chin up.

Ginny went crimson her heart beating furiously.

His face was coming closer, she could feel his breath on her cheek, and then his lips were on hers. He put an arm around her pulling her tightly into his arms. Draco felt her body respond as she locked her arms around him. Kissing furiously they fell against the bed, their arms and legs tangled amonst each other.

The door opened and Mrs Weasley came in. Draco and Ginny quickly fell apart.

"What in monkey's name are you doing?" Mrs Weasley demanded eyeing them suspiciously.

"Looking for socks" Ginny and Draco said smiling at each other.