Saturday free-for-all

[tigriswolf]

Today's Saturday, so that means free-for-all.

Y'all know the rules, dudes. Have fun!

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Henry V - Shakespeare/Harry Potter, Montjoy/Henry V, the first time he realized he had a crush

Filled: What is Thy Name?

[aunt-zelda.livejournal.com]

The first time Montjoy meets Henry, he’s afraid. He’s got a piece of parchment in his hands, and has to read it out to Henry, in front of him and his whole Quidditch team. It’s something his cousin Louis “the Dauphin” wrote, full of insults and taunts and a sneering challenge to a duel. Montjoy is certain that Henry is going to hex him, or his team is going to beat him up, for being so insulting. He remembers the last time someone got Henry angry, really angry, and the kid ended up stuck in a tree at the edge of the Forbidden Forest covered in honey and feathers. It had never been proven, but the kid, Scrope, didn’t talk to people much anymore.

So when Montjoy reads out the challenge, slaps Henry’s face with a glove, and finishes with an unflattering comment about Henry’s Muggleborn mother, he’s expecting the worst.

But Henry takes the parchment, reads it, burns it with a muttered spell, and considers Montjoy not as an enemy or a bug to be squashed, but as a person. “What’s your name? You’re in my Transfiguration class.”

Montjoy feels himself blushing and doesn’t know why. “Montjoy …”

“And you’re a Ravenclaw … what’s the Dauphin got on you, to get you to read out crap like this?”

Montjoy sighs. “He’s family. We’re cousins. It’s my … responsibility, to listen to him.”

Henry scowls, but seems satisfied. “Ok. I accept the duel.”

Montjoy leaves, stunned that he’d gotten away without a scratch. And Henry had asked for his name, had a conversation even. None of the other people the Dauphinhas sent him to deliver messages to paid him attention, treated him like a servant or a slave, unseen and unheard except for the messages.

He feels a blush rising to his cheeks at the memory of how Henry had looked at him. It’s no wonder Henry is so popular with the girls at school (and some of the boys, it’s rumored).

Montjoy finds himself guiltily hoping that he’ll have to issue more challenges to Henry. If he has to do his cousin’s bidding, at least he can do it while getting to talk to a polite, attractive boy his age, who might be up for a bit of flirting.

At night, Montjoy is plagued by the distracting mental image of sneaking in to sabotage the Gryffindor Quidditch team’s brooms and being caught by Henry, pressed against the wall and kissed by those teasing, smirking lips …

Montjoy wakes up hard and confused and annoyed. He really doesn’t need a crush on Henry the Gryffindor Golden Boy on top of everything else in his life.