Fest Fic: An Interesting Flight

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Title: An Interesting Flight
Author: purple_lights
Prompt: #98
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Summary: The New Wizarding Airline Nimbus Airways has a cabin crew reminiscent of a Top Model Runway and Draco is one of them. He and his crew are ruthless in their pursuit of giving the best service. Along comes Harry Potter, the handsome and gorgeous passenger. He travels at the same time every month and always sits in economy, but he has an aura that Draco cannot help but fall for.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they are property of JKR, nor do I make money from this fanfiction. Also, I do not own the hotel mention in this fic.
Warning(s): Blow-job, fingering
Word Count: 4586
Author Notes: Well thanks olimakiella  for this prompt and summary, my beta silenceberry , and the mods for this wonderful fest for being patient with me.

"I swear,
Pansy, I am being stalked!" Draco proclaimed as he gracefully plopped down on the lounge sofa in Nimbus Airways, created by Albus Dumbledore and was co-managed by Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall. He turned to his friend and pouted when he noticed she didn't pay attention. "I'm serious, Pansy!"

Pansy looked up from her magazine and gave Draco a skeptical glance. "Draco love. Are you sure you aren't being overly paranoid like last time?"

"The guy was stalking me --"

"He wanted to give you a delivery, not force his way into your trousers. Mind you, he probably wouldn't have to work hard if he did." Laughed Pansy as Draco huffed.

"I'll have you know that I am not easy!" Draco retorted and suddenly wished he never brought up the subject.

"Darling, please. If a cute bloke gave you a proposition you would A: give him a slutty smile and ask him about the proposition, or B: ask, 'your place or mine?'" Pansy smirked at the indignant look on her friends face. "Do close your mouth; it would be an undignified if you died because a fly got trapped in your throat."

"You know just as I do, that Nimbus Airways doesn't have those tiny, annoying pests. We are --"

"Yes, Draco, we know what we are here at NA." Draco and Pansy turned to the new voice and were unsurprised when it turned out to be Ginny Weasley. "We are the only few airplane companies for Europe; we need to set an example for blah blah blah; we have to wear tight uniforms that get us groped at and leered at by the customers because we're the epitome of hotness; we --" 

"Get your point," Draco finished Ginny's sentence and rolled his eyes when she moved his legs off the sofa to sit down.

"Well spoken, Ginny dear." Pansy said and handed Ginny a muffin with chocolate chips in it.

"Thank you, Pansy, I'm glad you agree." Ginny raised her uneaten muffin in a mock toast before taking a bite. "Now, Draco, what's got your knickers in a twist?"

"There is nothing wrong, Ginevra; therefore your inquiry is irrelevant."

"As if, Draco! You know, your vocabulary always gets prattier whenever you try to down play something." Ginny scoffed and took another bite out of muffin.

"She's right, you do. Perhaps, it was a good thing you attended Beauxbatons instead of Hogwarts, you would have been eaten alive in Slytherin." Pansy said conversationally as she and Ginny ignored the spluttering sounds of Draco coughing on his tea.

"And let's not even get started on Draco being in Gryffindor! He is too prime and proper to survive a day with us rowdy Gryffindors!" Ginny concluded and Pansy nodded her agreement.

"The day I behave like a Gryffindor is the day your brother, Ron, breaks up with Granger and proclaims he is batting for the other team." Draco finally declared after his coughing episode, which neither two girls had helped him with. Those twats.

"Thank Merlin that is never going to happen," Ginny said with an exaggerated sigh of relief. "It's hard enough being this poncey boy fag-hag. And while we're speaking of this prat, Pansy, do you know what crawled up his arse?"

"Draco thinks he's getting stalked," Pansy answered and gave a charming smile to Draco when he pouted.

"Was it another delivery man?"

"No it wasn't 'another deliver man', I swear I don't know why I tell you two anything." Draco complained.

"Because if you didn't, who else would you tell? The Prophet?" Asked Ginny and smiled at the exasperated look on Draco's face.

Draco smirked, happy that the opportunity to finally change the subject came. "While we're talking about that horrible newspaper, do you know who they have as the prime suspects for the destruction that led for Nimbus Airways to be created?" Draco paused and watched Ginny's eyes narrow, and continued before she could make a comment. "Well according to The Prophet, they suspect the Wealsey Twins for putting a confundus charm on the main floo fire place."

"If they did, they know how to take care of themselves." Ginny replied flippantly.

"Or they could do the immoral thing any Slytherin would, and pay Rita off and have her give them good publicity." Pansy offered her opinion.

"My brother's are not Slytherins. Thank Circe for that."

"Your brothers were sorted into Gryffindor, but they have Slytherin characteristics."

"As much as I love to talk about my brothers," Ginny stated dryly. "I rather we talk about something interesting, like where are we going for this trip?"

"Do you ever read the itinerary?" Draco inquired with a huff.

"Why would I ever do that, when I have you and Pansy to tell me?"

"Why are you answering a question with a question? It's annoying," Draco countered as he leaned back into the sofa.

"What's got you in such a snit?" Ginny leaned in closer to Draco as if that would help her discover the reason.

Draco opened his mouth to deliver a retort, but Pansy interrupted before a word could issue.

"I'm surprised you haven't figured it out by now, Ginny dear. We're going to Germany and it's the time of the month for a certain Managing Director to be abroad." Pansy quietly sipped at her tea before she smirked at the outraged face as Ginny's face lighted up in acknowledgement.

"No wonder you're so tense," Ginny said as she relaxed into the sofa again. "I do believe this calls for some teasing."

"Do that, Ginevra, and you'll find yourself on cooking duty!" Draco threatened.

"I have Molly Wealsey as a mum, so I know all the cooking spells!" Ginny countered with a smirk. "Not to mention, I'll hold out on the Apple Crumble mum always makes for you."

Draco mouth was agape in a decidedly unattractive manner -- his precious, steady supply of Apple Crumble was being threatened by that monster!

"Ginny, while I agree that Draco likes a bloke for his 'mysterious aura', and the fact that he hasn't said anything to him besides, "Do you want chicken or fish?" is ludicrous, you know how hufflepuffy Draco gets when his feelings are made fun of. Draco, don't smirk, besides you know Mrs. Wealsey would force Ginny to bring your Apple Crumble here. Now, you two stop acting like juveniles and get along with another; Merlin, I should have been a babysitter instead!" Pansy admonished as she glared at the pouting pair away from her.

Draco turned to face Ginny and saw the reluctance on her face; however, being the victim of Pansy's glare can make one quiver and lower their hands in shame like a child being scolded for eating dessert before finishing their dinner.

"Let's make a truce, so Pansy will lay off the glare," Ginny proposed as she purposely avoided Pansy's eyes. "I promise not to make fun of your crush on this mysterious bloke, or keep Mum's desserts away from you, if you let do the Club World section when Michael Connor flies next week?"

Draco didn't have to consider the deal long, "Agreed. Does this truce start immediately?"

"Why yes it does, Draco. From now on we are going to be the best of mates and leave Pansy out of our group." Ginny nodded in accordance with her plan and linked her arm through Draco's.

Pansy snorted and rolled her eyes, but otherwise she stayed quiet.

Draco looked at the clock and with a sigh; he removed his arm from Ginny's grip and stood up. "Sorry to go, but I need to do my rounds. This is your 30 minute notice, make sure to spread the word and don't forget --"

"Yes, yes, we know to be there before FO and we'll remember to put the gift bags for first class. Now get." Ginny made a shooing motion and Draco rolled his eyes before turning around and leaving the lounge.

"Oy, Draco! Did those workers at "Service Style" to have a relaxing time?" Ginny's voice ranged out and Draco snorted as the door closed out her laughter. It's a good thing I'm head of the cabin crew, Draco mused, otherwise I'd be doing those horrid service more often.

{---}

Draco made his way down to the Check-in Agent, Daphne, to see if they had any particular guests that could cause a problem. When Draco had reached her she had finished spelling luggage onto a conveyor belt, and send a passenger off with a smile.

He opened his mouth. "Daphne."

"Draco, I was wondering when you'll check in," Scowled Daphne.

"Sorry, I was with Pansy and Ginny and you know how they can be." Draco replied with a roll of his eyes.

"Those two should be on Service Style and greet the passenger, if they have nothing better to do than talk. Anyway, that's not what I wanted to tell you. It seems we have a particular guest here today."

"Which guest?" He inquired and glanced around to make sure none of the passengers were close enough to listen.

"Apparently Adam Shaw will be joining your flight to Germany." Daphne whispered a spell that showed the ticket that had Shaw's name on it and the destination he was going to.

"Bloody hell," Draco cussed. Out of all the rotten luck, why did Shaw, their airplane company rival, have to be on this flight?

"Make sure you don't blow this up!" Daphne warned with narrowed eyes.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Draco said dully.

"Don't be like that; you know you could be in Slytherin. Besides the exception of your round-about skill, you can lie your arse off."

"You know how to make me feel better."

"I know. Now get back to your crew, as you can see I have passengers to help."

Draco nodded and turned to leave as he heard Daphne greet the passenger. He discreetly pulled out his wand and sent his patronus to Ginny.

{---}

Draco walked into the plane and watched his crew relax and talk

"Sierra Hotel Alpha Whiskey, Alpha Delta Alpha Mike! What the bloody hell do the words mean?" Ginny yelled at him when he got on the plane.

"Did you read any of the information that we gave to you? Or are you just here only for the free flight and the chance to see the world, while wearing tight clothing?" Draco intoned dryly.

"If you must ask that questions, then you obviously don't know me as well as I thought you had." Ginny sniffed.

"Before this can turn into an interesting row," Pansy stated and sent a quick glare to Draco and Ginny to keep them from protesting when they opened their mouth to speak. "We have a Mister Adam Shaw to deal with."

"Adam Shaw, you mean that prig from the Solar Expedition? That Adam Shaw?" Zacharias Smith asked as the rest of the crew became interested in the conversation.

Draco opened his mouth to say something biting, but was silenced again by a glare from Pansy.

"Yes, that Adam Shaw. He'll be on this flight to Germany, right Draco?" Pansy turned to Draco when she posed her question.

Draco nodded, "I got the information from Daphne."

"Do you think he's here to take his revenge for what we did to his airplane company last week?" Zach asked, as the crew members smirked at each other.

"You have to admit it, they had a terrible 'malfunction', I think they are still cleaning out the congealed goo from the airplane ceiling." Ginny announced with amusement as her co-workers laughed or smirked.

Draco sighed as he became reminiscence about what happened, it had been a good prank, one that had more than likely ruined Solar Expeditions reputation. Nimbus Airways and Solar Expeditions has a rivalry that was tantamount to Gryffindors and Slytherins or so said Pansy and Ginny. Solar Expeditions, the third airplane company created after the Floo disaster, had stated that they were more solar friendly to the environment (hence their horrible name) than Nimbus Airways, who has so many Slytherins working together, it was only natural that they would strike back. It was easy too, with a quick owl to Ginny's infamous twin brothers, some well-placed words to Rita Skeeter, a couple of embarrassing pictures, and the popularity that Solar Expeditions had been gaining with the Muggleborns was lost. What they did to the Cannons, the second airplane company, didn't need to be discussed; it was indeed a good thing that they had Snape overseeing them instead of the stern McGonagall.

"So what are we going to do? We can't let Shaw get us!"

"Don't worry," Pansy said when it looked like a huge argument would occur. "Unlike Ginny, I understand the Phonetic Alphabet, and I've sent a patronus to Vincent to have Shaw be 'randomly selected' to be searched." Pansy gave a grin that was mirrored by her co-workers.

"Pansy, you are a devious genius!" Blaise praised with a smirk.

"Of course, would you expect anything less than that?"

"It's unfortunate that we can't confiscate the twat's wand." Zach complained.

"Well we can, we just have to make sure it looks like an accident." Ginny commented with a mechanic gleam in her eye.

"That idea is way too brazen," Draco shoot it down before they could be any agreement on the plan. "You know Shaw would take that straight to The Prophet and say that our security is lacking."

"Any self-respecting wizard would not tell their friends that their wands was stolen, much less The Prophet!" Zach said.

"Any wizard can go to a wandmaker and get a new wand." Blaise countered with a shake of his head. "Besides it wouldn't matter to Shaw, as he just wants to bad mouth us, and you know Skeeter will do anything for a good story."

"Regardless," Draco interrupted another impeding argument, "This just means we have to set up some wards that prevent photography and no Mile High Club for this flight." A rolled of eyes was Draco's response to the groans and sighs of disappointments he received from his crew. "Just imagine what Shaw would do if he got a picture of that? It could be possibly worst than what we did to him. Plus you know how Skeeter loves to take things out of perspective."

"Yes, sir, Draco sir." Ginny sarcastically said and Draco narrowed his eyes at her.

Draco opened his mouth to say something cutting, but a red warning light turned on inside the airplane and everyone quickly went to their stations as they set up anti-photography wards and charms.

Draco waved his wand and the airplane door opened and he heard the platter of feet before he saw the face of the first passenger. "Hello, Mr. Webb," he greeted with a practiced smile.

"Ah, Draco, it's always a pleasure seeing you." Webb leered and Draco was glad his father insisted that he learn to put up a facade, because he was sure if he didn't, his face would have shown revulsion; Webb was old enough to be his father, and his face looked a lot older with his graying hair. That, and the fact that Adam Smith was right behind him.

"Thank you, Mr. Webb," Draco said with false politeness, "Hope you enjoy our flight to Germany." Draco inched closer to the airplane wall in order to avoid Webb from bumping into him 'accidentally.'

"Good morning, Mr. Smith, it's a surprise seeing you here." Draco made sure to keep his face neutral.

"I'm sure it is," Smith said coldly and brushed past Draco to get to his seat in the front row. Draco didn't let the brush off distract him, and continued to greet the passengers with a smile. It continued that way until Draco was interrupted by Ginny.

"Draco, go check in with the pilot." Ginny whispered as she discreetly glanced at Smith who was reading the newspaper.

"Why? That woman is barmy!"

"Because I got word that Harry Potter has finally arrived." Draco felt his heart beat increase, and he watched as Pansy rolled her eyes. "This is why. If we can't renew our membership to the Mile High Club because of Smith, then we don't want you mooning in front of Smith!"

"Fine! Just make sure that I --"

"Yes, Purser, I'll let you know when the documents come, seeing that we can't leave until they're in your hand."

Draco pouted as he reluctantly made his way to talk to the pilot. He made his way to wards the wards, and mumbled the password "Ice Mice", before he went in.

"Ah, Draco, are we just about ready to take off?" Luna asked in her dreamy voice.

"We're just about ready, Luna. The Economy class is just coming on and I still need to get the documents from FCA."

"If the Economy is coming on, then how come you're here and not there?"

"Ginny," Draco answered and saw Luna nod as her messy bun bob and her rhinestone-studded glasses slid down her nose.

"Ginny has a lot of Dusty Rabbits, they're very inducive to one's temper."

Draco laughed as he imaged the face of rage Ginny would no doubt display if she had heard this. "I don't think Ginny would appreciate it very much if you tell her this."

"Yes, Ginny does have a temper that can be matched by a Chinese Fire Dragon. I wonder if they're related?" Luna sighed dreamily; Draco was once again reminded of why he didn't like to talk her, and it made him wonder if she was related to Dumbledore since they were both eccentric.

"Well you do know that her brother works with dragons?" He inquired and watched as Luna went into "spaced out" mode. Draco knew from experience that it was very unlikely that she would contribute to a conversation and turned to leave.

"Draco," he turned his head, looking half-way over his shoulders at Luna. "Don't worry, the flying swine is attached to your heart and it means that you will find someone very soon."

Draco looked down at his vest as if he could see the swine, and fervently hoped that Luna was right and he would get with a certain green-eyed bloke soon. He put the matter to the back of his mind when he received the documents from FCA and pressed the button that altered Luna that the plane was ready to take off and didn't pay attention as Ginny and Blaise explained airplane procedures.

Personally, Draco thought that this was the best part of working at Nimbus Airways. The LEDs lights lined along the airplane hallway lit up and Draco felt like he was in his element. As he strutted down the hall like a top runway model, got leers from the male and female passengers alike, he smirked.

{---}

It wasn't until after lunch that Draco made his way to Economy to ask if anyone wanted more food when the plane suddenly rocked and Draco, unprepared, fell onto someone’s lap.

"I'm sorry." Draco apologized and as he tried to get up, only to have the plane to jerk again. He would have fell out of his temporary seat and to the floor, if strong arms hadn’t wound themselves around him and was glad that they used magic instead of muggles seat belts to keep passengers in their seats.

"It's alright, as it's not every day a hot blond falls into my arms." Draco looked at the person holding him and was entrapped in emerald green eyes behind horrid, black glasses, then he noticed the unruly black hair, the lightning mark on his forehead, and Draco's heart leaped into his throat with his face flushed, and realized that he was on Harry Potter's lap. "I'm Harry Potter, by the way."

Draco nodded dumbly, and panicked slightly when he couldn't remember something as simple as his own name. "Draco Malfoy."

Potter laughed and Draco felt the vibrations of the laughter on his body. "Well, Draco Malfoy, even though I have seen you every month, it is a pleasure to finally be able to introduce myself to you."

Draco nodded his agreement, afraid that if he opened his mouth that he would have said something either embarrassing or stupid. The plane did another jerk that ended with Draco grabbing onto Potter's shoulder as he simultaneously curled into Potter's chest. "I really should get up and check on my team." he announced when the plane was back to its equilibrium.

"Hello, this is your pilot speaking. It seems that we have run into a solar wind, and the flight from England to Germany is now canceled. We'll be making an emergency stop in Paris, France. I have contacted the Airport and we'll be setting up accommodations for you there. It is at this time, that all passengers should return to their seats and all crewmembers to be seated and remain seated for the rest of the flight. Thank you, and we are sorry for the inconvenience."

"I guess that means you're staying on my lap, then?" Draco heard Potter ask, but didn't answer because of the sudden dip the plane took and tucked himself further into Potter's lap. Draco still didn't answer after several moments later; he was comforted by the soothing motions of Potter's breathing and what the hand that was running up and down his back.

{---}

"So you just fell asleep? Was he even hard?" Ginny asked crassly as they walked into one of the Hotels in Paris that Pansy family owned, their luggage was taken in earlier. It was a good thing that Hôtel Notre Dame wasn't busy and they were able to put the passengers for the night, or arrange for the less patient passenger to get a port key. Adam Smith was one of the first people that Nimbus Airways made sure they had a port key available for when they landed in Paris.

"I wouldn't know, as I was asleep!" Draco retorted, mad at himself for missing such a grand opportunity.

"Not to worry, Draco; I got the attendance list from Alain and Harry Potter is here for the night." Pansy explained as she passed out their hotel key cards that were modeled after the muggle key card. They waved their wands over the hotel cards and watched as they light up before disappearing; now they only needed to have their wands to enter their rooms.

"Anyway, let's put on some new clothes and go to the club they got here and get pissed! You might even see your bloke, or at least get shagged by a handsome Frenchmen."

Draco rolled his eyes to stop himself from saying that he didn't want anyone else, even for a quick shag. Regardless, he and Pansy agreed to the plan.

"Don't worry, love." Pansy said before he entered his room. "I'm sure that you'll enjoy yourself tonight. Oh, and wear those charcoal gray pants and the gray top."

{---}

Draco smiled as he watched Pansy in a form-fitting red dress being twirled around on the dance floor, and Ginny in a black tank with a plaid skirt being serenaded by the locals. The disappointment he felt earlier when he didn't see a stock of unruly, black hair slowly disappeared as he preened in the compliments sent his way by the other patrons. He decided to take Pansy's advice before they entered the club, and agreed to a dance with the next handsome French bloke that asked him to dance.

Draco danced to the beat to the music and gasped when someone, who wasn't his dance partner, wound their arms around his waist. He turned and gasped as his heart had leaped into his throat as he stared into emerald-green eyes that were filled with lust. The eye-contact was broken when Potter lent down to speak into his ear, "Do you mind if I cut in?"

Draco, incapable of talking, just nodded his consent and wondered how Potter found him in the crowd.

As if Potter had heard his thought he said. "Your friend -- Pansy, I think -- found me after we landed and told me that you fancied me, and told me what clothes you would be wearing tonight."  Draco blushed and silently cursed Pansy as her cryptic words finally made sense. "Which is a good thing, since I thought all the fancying was one-sided."

Draco turned his head to Potter in surprise, and was met by warm lips on his. It was a tentative brush of lips, as if testing the waters, and Draco moaned in disappointment when Potter pulled away. "P-potter." He moaned and watched as Potter eyes turned a dark green.

"Call me Harry." Harry murmured into Draco's ear, before he nipped the lob and smiled when he felt a shiver. "Do you want to come to my room?"

Draco couldn't say yes fast enough.

{---}

Draco sighed in pleasure as he laid naked on his back with his knees bent in Harry's hotel room. He moaned and tossed his head at the sensation of cold air hitting his prick due to Harry's wonderful mouth. He canted his hips up, but was thwarted by one of Harry's strong hands on his hip, and moaned again when he felt the hot puffs of air from Harry's laughter. "Nngh. Get on with it!"

Harry lifted his head to look at him and Draco wanted to hit himself for opening his mouth. "Don't worry," Harry said as he slithered up Draco's body and nibbled on his neck, and fisted his cock. "I'll make sure your eyes cross." Draco eyes closed as his cock was slowly pumped and Harry's mouth traveled down his body and dipped in his navel.

Draco was panting by the time Harry got back down to his cock. A mew escaped him as Harry engulfed the head and his tongue flicked at the slit, his hand keeping a steadying, pumping rhythm. Harry slowly swallowed more of his cock before moving back to his head. He cried out in relief when Harry went all the way down and as he felt fingers at his lips and immediately sucked them into his mouth.

His mouth felt empty when the fingers were pulled out, and stopped before he could groan in disappointment as a finger slick with his own saliva was circling his rim. Draco tried to impale himself on the digit, but was once again stopped by the hand on his hip. The finger breached him as Harry started to bob his head and humming. He was so entranced in his pleasure that he didn't noticed when Harry pulled away from his prick and only focused on the finger that was hitting his prostate and came with a shout.

"You okay?" Harry asked as he got off the bed to get his wand and put covers over him before laying down on the other side of the bed.

Draco blinked owlishly at Harry's question. "'m fine. You?" He said and felt guilty that he got off and Harry didn't.

It surprised him when Harry smiled sheepishly and shook his head. "You are a very arousing sight." If Draco had the energy, he would have been blushing, but he settled for a small smile. "Can't wait 'til tomorrow, though."

"Mmm?"

"We continue our flight to Germany. I always wanted to join the Mile High Club."

Draco couldn't wait.

Comments

[siniestramalfoy.livejournal.com]

Oh! so hot! it's not fair, I want to read more xD I think there is a missing scene, probably of them in the bathroom in the plain.

Amazing fic!

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you! As for the missing scene, I can see a one-shot, pwp about it. ;D

[olimakiella.livejournal.com]

I have been waiting for this. It was wonderful. I"m glad you chose it and played it out this way. I really REALLY loved it!!!

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy it meet your expectations!! ^^

[s0ulrunner.livejournal.com]

Hehe! Great fic~ Confident!Harry and OutOfHisMindWithLust!Draco are a great fit. ;D

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you, OutOfHisMindWithLust!Draco was fun to write!

[socherokee.livejournal.com]

That was awesome. I always love fics that happen in planes. Now, is there a chance we'll see them joining the Mile High Club after the reveals are up?


[Also, there's a bit of a problem with Adam Shaw that you then called Adam Smith...]

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes! There will definitely be the scene where the boys join the Mile High Club.

[Also, thanks for catching that, Smith was originally Adam's surname until I put Zach into Draco's crew of flight attendants.]

[reicheruchan.livejournal.com]

hot hot hot!!!!! more please~~~!

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you! As for more, there will be a one-shot of the bathroom scene.

[mayfly-78.livejournal.com]

Tee hee hee. What an adorable story! A very interesting and amusing premise, and I loved the idea of Draco as a flight attendant, strutting his stuff down the aisle.

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Draco as a flight attendant is hot!

[tsukiihime.livejournal.com]

aw, that was so cute <3<3~ and yah, I agree with Siniestramalfoy: the missing scene from the plane lavatory would be nice and yummy +__+

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Yes, there will be a oneshot with the boys in the lavatory! *g*

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

Also, thanks for catching the Adam Shaw/Smith mistake.^^;

[serilla.livejournal.com]

Wonderful story - Flight attendant Draco just love it. :)

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Draco as a flight attendant is hot!

[sony-kit82.livejournal.com]

So definitely hot! Draco is as amusing as he is confident, and that makes him all the more endearing! I love his friendship with the rest of the crew and how meticulous he is in his job. His interaction with Harry is just so sizzling. :D

[purple-lights.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it! Doing Draco as a flight attendant was an interesting prospect that was truly interesting.

[kolachess.livejournal.com]

Oooohhh lovely! Teeheehee Harry is so smooth....