Title: Trolley
By: boho-beata
Rating: PG-13. Kids wouldn't really appreciate this.
Fandom/Pairing: CSI: NY - DannyFlack
Summary: Based upon prompt #053 Trolley.
Warning: Spoiler for 6th Harry Potter book
Disclaimer: Nope, I own nada.

It's nearing 2 in the morning and currently, Danny's tossing and turning in bed while Don's sitting next to him, engrossed in a book.

Danny wakes up and sighs, he can't seem to stay asleep. He puts his glasses on and looks at Flack, yawning as he observes what his lover's doing. "Are ya readin'... Harry Potter?"

"Shh, I'm gettin' to a good part," Don says quickly, his eyes moving back and forth as he reads.

"Man, why are you readin' bout some kid who uses a trolley to get to some big ole castle in the middle of nowhere?" Danny groans, turning onto his side to face away from Don and the light he's using to read.

"It's a magic train and it's a school for witches and wizards," Don corrects, glaring at Danny for a moment. He goes back to reading and for a few minutes, everything is silent. Danny's almost sleeping, he's on the brink.. he's almost there...

"OH MY GOD!" Flack jumps onto his knees, staring at the book with wide eyes and his mouth wide open.

"WHA? What, huh?" Danny jumps up as well, more out of shock than anything. He looks at Don and raises an eyebrow. "What?"

"Dumbledore..." He sniffled, sitting down on his butt, "Dumbledore... died!" He says, his voice cracking slightly. It sounds almost as if he's about to cry, looks like it too.

Danny groans and covers his head with the comforter. "Stupid trolley-riding magician..."