#I usually queue my fic recs and parse them out like tasty treats

[blorger]

"You know," Potter said, "one time I slept with Flint, and I can tell you that he still wears his Slytherin Captain t-shirt. It doesn't even still fit him." "You slept with Flint?" Draco's voice came out like a hiss. Potter shrugged. "Yeah, I mean, just the once. He's kind of an arsehole, isn't he? It was stupid of me, really. But he's the type of bloke who peaked at school." "You slept with Flint?" "Why?" Potter asked, confused. "Have you?" Well, Draco had slept with Flint. But that wasn't the point. "No. I mean, yes. But you did?"

from A Hag, a Hex, a Tale of Redemption by aibidil