This story is now available in Hungarian. (That's right haters I said Hungarian)
fanfic . hu/ merengo/ ?sid=106033 (Just google it, it's the first one.)
This Is How Rumours Get Started
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"This is your fault."
"Shut up Potter, and keep moving we're almost there."
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"Ow, ow I need to stop. I need to stop!"
"Again?"
"Oh I'm so sorry. Is the fact that I have to hop the entire way bothering you?"
"Just hurry up."
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"Can we go now?"
"No. Just give my foot a rest would you?"
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"This isn't just my fault you know."
"Oh really?"
"You're the one who cast the stupid spell."
"Yeah after you started the duel!"
"You provoked me!"
"I did not!"
Meanwhile
Sixth year Ravenclaw, Anthea Jones had been on her way to Professor Flitwick's office when she heard the sound of two people arguing. Intrigued Anthea rounded the corner. Standing a few feet away from her, without even enough space for a single sheet of paper to be put between them was Harry Potter and Draco freaking Malfoy?!
More shockingly, Anthea realized was the fact that Harry's leg was wrapped tightly around the Slytherin's waist. Anthea let out a squeak of surprise causing both boys too look up sharply.
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"Um."
"We can-"
"This isn't what it-"
"You see there was this sticking charm, and-"
"Uh huh." Anthea replied with clear amusement as she began to back out of the darkened corridor.
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"It was a sticking charm!"
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"This is your fault."
"Shut up Potter."
Like I said in the summary I posted this a while back then lost my nerve, because this is really the closest I'll come to writing slash (or even romance in general really).
What do you think, was it worth the repost?