{"id":1328,"date":"2004-01-29T03:00:09","date_gmt":"2004-01-29T11:00:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kira-kira.net\/fanfiction\/?p=1328"},"modified":"2009-06-24T15:06:28","modified_gmt":"2009-06-24T23:06:28","slug":"sirius-is-winning-a-lot-of-money-here-tonight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kira-kira.net\/fanfiction\/2004\/sirius-is-winning-a-lot-of-money-here-tonight\/","title":{"rendered":"Harry Potter, Sirius is Winning a Lot of Money Here Tonight"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Title<\/b>: Sirius is Winning a Lot of Money Here Tonight [Sirius\/Draco]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: PG-13
\nSummary<\/b>: Sirius thinks Draco is pretty.
\nAN<\/b>: Written for the 24-Hour Ficathon. Camillabloom had a last minute request for Sirius\/Draco and possibly mpreg.<\/p>\n

Sirius is Winning a Lot of Money Here Tonight<\/b><\/p>\n

\t“Can I help you with something, Black?” Malfoy snarled over his tea.<\/p>\n

\t“You know, Draco,” Sirius sat down across the table from him and propped his chin on his hands, “you’re rather pretty.”<\/p>\n

\t“I’m sorry?” Draco blinked.<\/p>\n

\t“Pointy,” Sirius added thoughtfully, “but pretty.”<\/p>\n

\t“Is there something you want?!” Draco demanded. <\/p>\n

\t“Well, you actually,” Sirius said. “Turns out that being dragged ass-backwards through that Veil thinger gives a bloke one hell of a libido, and Harry said if I came near him again for the next week, I’d draw back a stump and lose my hands as well.”<\/p>\n

\tDraco took a moment to absorb this little speech. <\/p>\n

\t“Why on earth,” he finally asked, voice dripping little puddles of disdain all over the table, “would I ever lower myself to shagging you, Black?”<\/p>\n

\t“I’m related to you,” Sirius offered hopefully. “Rather closely, actually; you’re on my family tapestry, only a few cigarette burns over from me.”<\/p>\n

\t“Well, why didn’t you say so?” Draco asked, standing up smoothly from his seat. “Let’s go.”<\/p>\n

\t*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*\t\t*<\/p>\n

\tA week later found Draco Malfoy brewing with the porcelain cauldron, so to speak, and spitting Sirius Black’s name after every heave like it was an four-chili pepper swear. <\/p>\n

\t“I don’t understand it,” Remus scratched his head as he, Sirius, and Harry watched from a safe distance outside the bathroom. “It should technically have been impossible for you to ever impregnate Draco, Sirius.”<\/p>\n

\t“YES!” Sirius crowed, preening with victorious masculinity. “SIRIUS WINS AGAIN!”<\/p>\n

\tHarry grumbled and dug a few Galleons out of his pocket, dropping them disgustedly into Sirius’ hand.<\/p>\n