Okay. I had a lot of fun writing this one. I really really loved writing it.I hope everyone else enjoys it.
This is the last song inspired by songs. If you have something you'd like me to write, send me your prompt in my messages.
Disclaimer: I do not own the books Harry Potter. Nor the song 'Smoking in the Boy's Room' by Motley Crue, which heavily influenced this story.
Harry tapped his fingers on his desk, glancing at his clock. He was in Algebra and he was supposed to meet Draco in the bathroom, today he was bringing the smokes. Everyone was on his case today. He sighed tapped his fingers again. His teacher slammed his hand on his desk. "Will you stop it! I've told you twice not to tap on the desk-" Then the bell rang and Harry grabbed his bag and gave the teacher a wink. "Saved by the bell, eh?" he said bolting from the classroom.
He slipped into the bathroom and checked the stalls, to make sure no undesirables were waiting to bust him. Harry then turned to check his appearance in the mirror. He was wearing a leather jacket and a kiss shirt underneath that with tight black jeans. He took a page out of the book of those new 'glam rock' bands that had been popping up, it was the 80's wasn't it?
Draco sat down in his seat and about five minutes later, his hand shot up. He had left his bag in his locker. "Yes Draco?" the teacher said, looking up from her fashion magazine, which she really needed. "Can I be excused?" "Yes Malfoy, just sign out in the book." She said. That was protocol. He didn't attend to put down anything. He wrote down the words 'Ron Weasley, Library 1:45', He smiled at his handy work and headed off to the boy's room. "Remember, no smoking in school." The teacher said. "Yes I know Miss." Malfoy said smiling at her.
Draco stopped to check his appearance. His normally short hair was now short enough to have little spikes in it if he ran his hands through it. He did so and smirked in the mirror. He shed his leather and straightened his regular black t-shirt over his tight white jeans. "There you are!" Harry said, attacking the other boy and wrapping his arms around his waist. Draco turned and pressed his lips to the smaller boy. "Yes, I just escaped, they're in the side pocket." Draco said sitting on the counter. He watched as Harry light up and took a drag, leaning next to him. They shared a cigarette while they aimlessly talked and kissed between drags.
About two hours later they notice the time, school was almost over. They quickly finished the second cigarette and sprayed an obnoxious amount of cologne on in the room. As they walked out, two teachers glared at them. "You've been gone for two hours, doing what?" the principal demanded, coming up next to them. Harry glared at the teachers and made no move to tell them. Then Draco grabbed Harry's shirt and pressed their lips together roughly. "We were doing that sir." Draco spat at the principal. The teachers turned red and the principal grabbed them from the back of their jackets. Hey, at least they got out of the last of their classes.