Disclaimer: I have no Harry stuffed in my closet. No, I do not have a Malfoy stuffed in there with him. No, I do not take notes on the many different ways my two prisoners can bend or... (Cough) fit.^__^; But I do have an original brain and a Harry Potter book that I got from a friend used. (Cough) so don't sue me, cause you don't know how used that book is! ^_~
WARNINGS: I'm not going to be crude and nasty (eeeewwww) but I will have slash, meaning... BOY/BOY relations! Or you could just refer to it as Yaoi! Sorry for all you people who hate sapp because I love it! And this story just happens to have a butt load. And please excuse the awful poetry
To a different tune
By: The Beholder
True Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
True love lies in the heart of the lover
Truth lies in the soul of the person
Who speaks the words he has chosen
Written by: The Beholder
Harry flew through the halls; he was late again for charms. For some unknown reason Harry had been wakening late all this week and it was taking him hours to get everything together. Today he had been in such a scurry that he had stuffed anything he thought he would need for class into the deep pockets of his Hogwarts robes, causing them to bulge and all around making him look like a swirttoad full of lumpy berries (1).
As Harry ran down the hall his robe swung back and forth clumsily, his hair was in an even messier mob then usual, and his socks were pulled up over his pants. Which could be seen because his robes seemed to have not been secured properly and now were wide open.
He was half way to the safety of his charms class when the worst thing Harry could have thought, happened. He fell. Harry's loose robes got tangled up in his legs and one over packed pocket broke open; all his supply's falling to the floor along with his body. According to the law of gravity he hit the floor after his assorted junk as he had farther to fall. Harry squirmed on the floor getting all the lumpy and pointy things from under him, unable to sit up for his other robe pocket was weighing on his back surprisingly heavy enough to pin him to the ground. Finally Harry had most of the junk from under him and lay motionless too tired to move and too fucking frustrated to care.
"Showing the famed Potter grace as usual" Draco stood with his always-annoying smirk, and continued the torture of his presence by coming closer to pick up Harry's every flavor jellybeans from next to his head.
"Touch me and I swear I will use an unforgivable on you Malfoy" Harry didn't lift his face from the cold stone not even bothering to try to sit up he just laid there mentally and physically drained for the moment.
Draco laughed and tossed the bag of jellybeans into the air catching it and putting it in his own robe pocket. "I wouldn't dream of it Potter Pratt. Besides I have to get back to class, five minutes in the toilets and they think you fell in."
Harry laughed sarcastically, "take all day if you like. If you fell in, it would be a plus." Harry turned sideways so that his bulging pocket slid off his back.
Draco glared and decided it was best to leave before the cranky Potter got his wand hand free. "Well I'm sure you or your bright friend Weasly enjoy the toilets very much... but I have to get to class and don't need the toilets quite that urgently." Draco left down the hall kicking whatever of Harry's he could along with him; some of Harry's quills ending all the way down the hall.
Harry glared and sat up rubbing his neck. He looked around at the strewn mess and smiled with a mean tilt to his lips, Hope Malfoy enjoys his all pepper and bug juice jelly beans he thought, happy now that he had learned that spell that picked out all the good flavors. And with that he resigned himself to picking up the items spread throughout the hall.
*********
Draco got around the corner before he burst out in laughter. The spell had worked it seemed to be working all this week, Potter had been tripping and acting the fool ever sense he had put the curse on him a week ago. Draco sobered at the thought of that night a week ago but shook it off before going into his class for defense against the dark arts.
*********
(One week ago at 1:00 in the morning)
Draco was ecstatic he had gotten into the Gryfindor tower with ease and at the moment he believed he was in love... with his new invisibility cloak. He had spent all his secret stash to get it but the sacrifice of his large stockpile was worth it. The joy of knowing that none could see him made him feel like he could get away with everything and anything.
Draco quickly glided up the stairs and followed the boys' hall down to the room he was looking for. He had been looking forward to this for two months now and had studied some stolen map; he knew exactly where he was going. He entered the room and quickly went over to each bed and looked down at the sleeping boys one by one, searching for a dark haired seeker.
Draco was wondering if he was in the right room when he came to his last five beds. He was cursing under his breath when he finally found the black mop of hair, sticking from under red and gold sheets. Now Draco was not having as much fun as he thought it would be and was hoping to get it over with very soon.
He was having trouble locating the bottle he was positive he had tucked gingerly into his robe pockets and at the same time he was having trouble keeping the invisibility cloak from falling away. "Well bloody hell where is that bottle?" he whispered low under his breath.
Harry stirred and groaned letting the covers fall below his shoulders and shifting so that he had rolled and faced Draco. Draco stood stock-still. He couldn't find the main ingredient to the curse and now Harry might wake up! He was becoming very frustrated, no way was he coming all the way here with out doing the curse, no matter what.
Draco was decided; he would have to make do with what he had and hope it worked. So Draco licked his lips and brought out his wand. He let the cloak's hood fall back, and he started his spell.
"Inlustus trippotuos mihrigia libislock" Draco muttered the words licking his lips once again then he bent his head down and touched his lips with Harry's whispering the words once again over Harry's lips. "Inlustus trippotuos mihrigia libislock" He flicked his tongue out and licked along Harry's lips muttering the spell continuously he had to do this for another ten repetitions of the spell and was somewhat glade he had not found that bottle although he couldn't admit it.
"Inlustus trippotu-" Draco's eyes grew when he was cut off short by a hand on the back of his neck pressing him closer in for a deeper kiss.
His first thought was to wonder if Harry had woken up, but no, if Harry was awake wouldn't he push him away?
Draco forgot that he still had to chant the curse two more times and stared into Harry's eyes so close to his own. Draco meet clouded green eyes making his own widen in shock. He was awake!
But Harry didn't seem to be aware of himself, his eyes where wide open and yet he wasn't pushing Draco away, in fact...
*********
Harry pulled the figure closer and ran his hands on both sides of their body up their hips and slowly bringing trailing fingers up to their shoulders to hold them closer to his hot body and rising erection. His lips found a sweet cherry flavored mouth and he groaned in appreciation. The figure was slight and soft under his fingers even if he could not completely focus his eyes, Harry didn't care and continued his sensual exploration, his hands moved under a robe, who ever it was felt good... very good.
Harry could feel the response of the other body and didn't fail to notice the obvious sex poking him in the stomach. He realized he was about to make love to a male, and he didn't care all he cared about was getting closer and deeper with the warm body above him.
*********
Draco was allowing himself to slip into the embrace of his arch nimisis and didn't have the presence of mind to care until a hand began to trail very close to his family pride. With a shock of realization he remembered he still had to repeat the words two more times.
Draco was able to pull his lips away and muttered breathy the words slightly mispronounced two more times. "Inlustus tripotouos mireligia libisfolock"
Harry had an immediate reaction he stopped his movement and looked straight up into Draco's eyes; his own still clouded over in a steamy green and uttered one word... "Beautiful" he dropped back to his bed in a dead sleep, eyes no longer staring now closed in forgetful slumber.
Draco ran as quietly as he could out of the tower his hands clasped tight around his cloak and his wand, his mind swimming in confusion with feelings he did not know.
~~~~~~~~~
TBC
(1) - I made up a magical creature, a swirttoad. Swirttoads live in many ponds but only those that run with magic, they fill themselves up with water or berries or food. If they fill with water they just turn round but berries or anything else turn them lumpy and disproportional. The name needs some work, somehow it reminds me of a swirtal off of pokemon ~.~
Tell me if I spell things wrong!!
Now because you went to all the trouble of reading it please review even if all you have to say is (Okay) or (mediocre) or (Perfect!!) Yeah I'm fishing for complements ^__^;
WARNINGS: I'm not going to be crude and nasty (eeeewwww) but I will have slash, meaning... BOY/BOY relations! Or you could just refer to it as Yaoi! Sorry for all you people who hate sapp because I love it! And this story just happens to have a butt load. And please excuse the awful poetry
To a different tune
By: The Beholder
True Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
True love lies in the heart of the lover
Truth lies in the soul of the person
Who speaks the words he has chosen
Written by: The Beholder
Harry flew through the halls; he was late again for charms. For some unknown reason Harry had been wakening late all this week and it was taking him hours to get everything together. Today he had been in such a scurry that he had stuffed anything he thought he would need for class into the deep pockets of his Hogwarts robes, causing them to bulge and all around making him look like a swirttoad full of lumpy berries (1).
As Harry ran down the hall his robe swung back and forth clumsily, his hair was in an even messier mob then usual, and his socks were pulled up over his pants. Which could be seen because his robes seemed to have not been secured properly and now were wide open.
He was half way to the safety of his charms class when the worst thing Harry could have thought, happened. He fell. Harry's loose robes got tangled up in his legs and one over packed pocket broke open; all his supply's falling to the floor along with his body. According to the law of gravity he hit the floor after his assorted junk as he had farther to fall. Harry squirmed on the floor getting all the lumpy and pointy things from under him, unable to sit up for his other robe pocket was weighing on his back surprisingly heavy enough to pin him to the ground. Finally Harry had most of the junk from under him and lay motionless too tired to move and too fucking frustrated to care.
"Showing the famed Potter grace as usual" Draco stood with his always-annoying smirk, and continued the torture of his presence by coming closer to pick up Harry's every flavor jellybeans from next to his head.
"Touch me and I swear I will use an unforgivable on you Malfoy" Harry didn't lift his face from the cold stone not even bothering to try to sit up he just laid there mentally and physically drained for the moment.
Draco laughed and tossed the bag of jellybeans into the air catching it and putting it in his own robe pocket. "I wouldn't dream of it Potter Pratt. Besides I have to get back to class, five minutes in the toilets and they think you fell in."
Harry laughed sarcastically, "take all day if you like. If you fell in, it would be a plus." Harry turned sideways so that his bulging pocket slid off his back.
Draco glared and decided it was best to leave before the cranky Potter got his wand hand free. "Well I'm sure you or your bright friend Weasly enjoy the toilets very much... but I have to get to class and don't need the toilets quite that urgently." Draco left down the hall kicking whatever of Harry's he could along with him; some of Harry's quills ending all the way down the hall.
Harry glared and sat up rubbing his neck. He looked around at the strewn mess and smiled with a mean tilt to his lips, Hope Malfoy enjoys his all pepper and bug juice jelly beans he thought, happy now that he had learned that spell that picked out all the good flavors. And with that he resigned himself to picking up the items spread throughout the hall.
*********
Draco got around the corner before he burst out in laughter. The spell had worked it seemed to be working all this week, Potter had been tripping and acting the fool ever sense he had put the curse on him a week ago. Draco sobered at the thought of that night a week ago but shook it off before going into his class for defense against the dark arts.
*********
(One week ago at 1:00 in the morning)
Draco was ecstatic he had gotten into the Gryfindor tower with ease and at the moment he believed he was in love... with his new invisibility cloak. He had spent all his secret stash to get it but the sacrifice of his large stockpile was worth it. The joy of knowing that none could see him made him feel like he could get away with everything and anything.
Draco quickly glided up the stairs and followed the boys' hall down to the room he was looking for. He had been looking forward to this for two months now and had studied some stolen map; he knew exactly where he was going. He entered the room and quickly went over to each bed and looked down at the sleeping boys one by one, searching for a dark haired seeker.
Draco was wondering if he was in the right room when he came to his last five beds. He was cursing under his breath when he finally found the black mop of hair, sticking from under red and gold sheets. Now Draco was not having as much fun as he thought it would be and was hoping to get it over with very soon.
He was having trouble locating the bottle he was positive he had tucked gingerly into his robe pockets and at the same time he was having trouble keeping the invisibility cloak from falling away. "Well bloody hell where is that bottle?" he whispered low under his breath.
Harry stirred and groaned letting the covers fall below his shoulders and shifting so that he had rolled and faced Draco. Draco stood stock-still. He couldn't find the main ingredient to the curse and now Harry might wake up! He was becoming very frustrated, no way was he coming all the way here with out doing the curse, no matter what.
Draco was decided; he would have to make do with what he had and hope it worked. So Draco licked his lips and brought out his wand. He let the cloak's hood fall back, and he started his spell.
"Inlustus trippotuos mihrigia libislock" Draco muttered the words licking his lips once again then he bent his head down and touched his lips with Harry's whispering the words once again over Harry's lips. "Inlustus trippotuos mihrigia libislock" He flicked his tongue out and licked along Harry's lips muttering the spell continuously he had to do this for another ten repetitions of the spell and was somewhat glade he had not found that bottle although he couldn't admit it.
"Inlustus trippotu-" Draco's eyes grew when he was cut off short by a hand on the back of his neck pressing him closer in for a deeper kiss.
His first thought was to wonder if Harry had woken up, but no, if Harry was awake wouldn't he push him away?
Draco forgot that he still had to chant the curse two more times and stared into Harry's eyes so close to his own. Draco meet clouded green eyes making his own widen in shock. He was awake!
But Harry didn't seem to be aware of himself, his eyes where wide open and yet he wasn't pushing Draco away, in fact...
*********
Harry pulled the figure closer and ran his hands on both sides of their body up their hips and slowly bringing trailing fingers up to their shoulders to hold them closer to his hot body and rising erection. His lips found a sweet cherry flavored mouth and he groaned in appreciation. The figure was slight and soft under his fingers even if he could not completely focus his eyes, Harry didn't care and continued his sensual exploration, his hands moved under a robe, who ever it was felt good... very good.
Harry could feel the response of the other body and didn't fail to notice the obvious sex poking him in the stomach. He realized he was about to make love to a male, and he didn't care all he cared about was getting closer and deeper with the warm body above him.
*********
Draco was allowing himself to slip into the embrace of his arch nimisis and didn't have the presence of mind to care until a hand began to trail very close to his family pride. With a shock of realization he remembered he still had to repeat the words two more times.
Draco was able to pull his lips away and muttered breathy the words slightly mispronounced two more times. "Inlustus tripotouos mireligia libisfolock"
Harry had an immediate reaction he stopped his movement and looked straight up into Draco's eyes; his own still clouded over in a steamy green and uttered one word... "Beautiful" he dropped back to his bed in a dead sleep, eyes no longer staring now closed in forgetful slumber.
Draco ran as quietly as he could out of the tower his hands clasped tight around his cloak and his wand, his mind swimming in confusion with feelings he did not know.
~~~~~~~~~
TBC
(1) - I made up a magical creature, a swirttoad. Swirttoads live in many ponds but only those that run with magic, they fill themselves up with water or berries or food. If they fill with water they just turn round but berries or anything else turn them lumpy and disproportional. The name needs some work, somehow it reminds me of a swirtal off of pokemon ~.~
Tell me if I spell things wrong!!
Now because you went to all the trouble of reading it please review even if all you have to say is (Okay) or (mediocre) or (Perfect!!) Yeah I'm fishing for complements ^__^;