Harry winced. He just had to open his mouth right when she had yelled at him. Well, yell wasn't really the right word. She had been trying to restrain herself from cursing him while keeping that wretched smile on her face. He had really wanted to hit her, if not curse her. He knew he could do neither if he wanted to stay in school so instead he had just yelled back. Now he had this to deal with. He glanced down at his hand where the words 'I must not tell lies' was scratched out on the back. She was a monster. He sat down slowly on a stone bench underneath an empty painting. The twinge of pain reached a spasm, making him cry out. Two feet appeared in his vision and a snow white hand appeared on his. The pain disappeared as a wand replaced the hand. Soon, the words were fading. Harry looked up into a pair of gray eyes. A pair of lips swept over his and he smiled the touch familiar.
"Hey," Harry said, running a hand through platinum blond hair.
"Hey," Draco responded, sitting down next to him on the bench. Draco took his hand again.
"She do this to you?" he asked Harry, tracing the fading lines with a long finger. Harry nodded dejectedly,
"Yeah, your boss did this to me." Draco smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Don't worry, she'll wish she hadn't. See the thing with her being my boss, as you so nicely put it, places me in her office without any witnesses. Think about all the possibilities." He smirked at Harry, who helplessly smiled back.
"There's the smile I love." Draco said, moving closer and stealing another kiss. They both moved apart as a voice floated down the hall,
"Draco! Where are you? Umbridge wants to brief us on detentions tomorrow!" Draco jumped up,
"Hey, isn't Ron one of those people?" questioned Draco as he gave Harry a hand to help him up.
"Be nice to him, he's a reason I'm still alive." laughed Harry as he turned to leave. He turned back when he felt a gentle touch on his shoulder,
"Until tomorrow," Draco said, bowing dramatically. Harry gave him a mock bow in reply. Draco chuckled and took Harry's healing hand, bringing it to his lips in a soft kiss. Harry flushed slightly, surprised by Draco's gentleness. Harry leaned forward and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"I must not tell lies," he breathed in Draco's ear, enjoying the shiver that flew down Draco's back. "I love you." Draco smiled and kissed him again before breaking it off,
"I love you too." Harry smiled as Draco ran off down the hall. His professor was a monster, but the man he loved could balance it out. Umbridge could torture him all she wanted. There was an angel waiting to take the pain away, an angel that had his heart, and whose heart he himself held.