A/N: So I'm here again with my english that sucks...but to the point...this is a sequel to I'm horny and I'm from Hogwarts which is a sequel to No it's a MANpurse...READ AND REVIEW...hope you like it:)
You know me… I know you do... there isn't a person who doesn't...
I'm Potter... Harry Potter... hehehee…
Mr. Bond is so cool... he probably wouldn't be in this situation at the moment...
But these kinds of things always happen to me...
When we, me and my boyfriend, met Hermione, Ron and their three crazy children last week... she made me and my new boyfriend promise to stop by at her office because she thought it would do good for our relationship...
Yeah right... like she would know anything about gay sex... which isn't nowadays going so well between me and my boyfriend... damn...
And there was that hinting letter from my old potion master from Hogwarts my other half happened to find...
So no sex for me...
Why does that greasy git always have to ruin my life?
As we arrive to Hermione's office... who else should I collide into than old Voldie himself in all his glory... with a purse?
This town isn't big enough for both of us so bugger off, I tell him and his purse...
He starts to scream something about a MANpurse...
I look into his lovely sexy eyes and say that I would never, and I mean never, buy a purple colored manpurse...
He looks me with his tearful eyes and says that he is going to tell Lucius what I said to him and then he runs off...
What has the world come to…
I mean, I totally get gay people (for being one) but gay people with purses... that's just so… so Voldemort…
Hermione starts the session by offering tea which we take sip... sip... sip...
What does my other half think about muggles she finally asks...
Tense silence… more tea sipping...
And when he says they aren't that bad there is a look on Hermione's face I never have seen before... she looks disappointed for hearing that...
And before we continue I notice that she is stuffing a pepper spray bottle away in her desk...?
How did we meet? ... I look at my beloved winking my eye... he giggles like a girl which he is in this relationship...
I tell Hermione how it all began from clothes and how it all ended up with clothes...
Because of the words that last came out of my mouth my dearest looks at me with eyes full of tears...
I ask him what's wrong and for that get a slap on my cheek...
I'm not going to leave you for that old greasy potion master… that letter is years old, right Hermione...!
No, I didn't sleep with him... I-I lo-love you... you idiot! I finally cry and bend on one knee in front of him...
He says we are not going to solve this argument by sucking anything...
I look Hermione who is blushing furiously and then take a wedding ring from my pocket... I offer it to my sweet, giddy, snobby, spoiled Draco who looks at me surprised and finally… happily… sex for me?
Just when I'm about to make Draco my official husband Lucius Malfoy bursts into the office with crying Voldimort trailing behind his back...
The look on Licius Malfoy's face is priceles...
I hope Ron would be here... no... I take that back…
Oh... Hermione is going to get what is coming to her... for making me… ME apologize from that corpse, that hairless freak in front of my husband to be...
Voldemort says it's ok and that he will give me some beautiful skyblue manpurses when we (Lucius, Voldemort, me and my death sexy husband) meet next week inour groupsession...
Did I mention that I hate 'mion... poor Ron…
"I don't know what to say... Harry is only 19 years old and already getting married", Hermione thought and started to plan Harry's wedding…