Harry woke up by the sounds of his roommates getting ready to go down to the Great Hall. He had a dreamless sleep plus an empty stomach. He had to hurry or he wouldn't have enough time to eat his breakfast and be at classes on time.
It was Wednesday and, unfortunately, Harry started his day with Herbology where he had to go fight against plants who had nothing more to do than try to scratch his eyes or pull a chunk of hair off his head. Arrived at chamber number three, who was filled with Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, Harry went to stand beside Ron and Hermione.
Hi, I was hoping you would make it on time, told Harry's long good friend Hermione.
Yeah, I had a good night sleep, thought about staying in but I already did it twice, wouldn't want to have detention.
And Professor Sprout makes you clean the pots of the Wugglegums, said Ron. You'll have your hands smelling dragon shit all week.
Harry was about to say something when Professor Sprout walked in the chamber, talking like her usual self about plants nobody cared about except maybe Neville. Harry was starting to fade away, thinking about the pile of homework who was waiting for him in the dormitory, when he overheard a group of girls talking about boys. He was stunned to hear Cormac McLaggen's name, whom he thought was hated by almost everyone. But he had to admit he was cute.
Surely Harry had already thought about boys, even though he likes girls, but he never had a problem stroking himself thinking about them. Homosexuality was something accepted at Hogwarts, Seamus and Dean were the new couple of Gryffindor and rumours were Draco Malfoy occasionally had sex with Blaise Zabini, when he wasn't with Pansy Parkinson, of course.
After the class, they all went to recess to then go down the path where Hagrid was waiting by his hut. After hearing what the giant had to say, they all grabbed a Scrowjuff and went for a walk. He hadn't even made 10 steps that he saw Cormac McLaggen approaching.
Six and seven years students occasionally had pauses while others have classes since these were now chosen by the teenagers, influenced by the path they want to take in life.
Oh no, not him, he thought to himself.
-Hi Harry, doing well? The seventeen handsome young boy asked.
-Yeah, can I help you?
-Well, I've been thinking and I would like to try out for the chaser place that's open since Alicia is gone. And I would really like playing quidditch with you guys, so did you pick a date for the tryouts?
- The tryouts are Friday after class at six o'clock sharp, be there on time cause I'm not waiting for you, Harry told the blond teenager.
Cormac stepped closer to Harry, a little too close, and whispered in his ear.
-If I am selected, I promise to thank you properly, if you know what I mean...
The chosen one could feel and smell the young man's breath on his ear, hot and minty. The blond teenager had a twinkle in his brown eyes and while Harry was wondering what McLaggen meant, the other boy was gone. Harry walked his Scrowjuff and was struck when he asked himself if Cormac McLaggen was attracted by him. Harry always thought he would marry a woman, have kids, etc. The whole package. Even though McLaggen was a real jackass and few people could support him, he wasn't hard on the eyes.
-Hey what's up Harry? asked Hermione who was having a hard time control her Scrowjuff, jumping on her leg and trying to claw his way to her skin.
-Nothing, said Harry getting back from his thoughts.
-Worried about the tryouts Friday? Me too, we need strong players so we can win the cup, I am not going to let Slytherins win this year, said an angry Ron.
-Yeah, totally!
The golden trio then took back, after a painful hour, the Scrowjuffs, along the other students, to Hagrid. Dean looked like he was going to have a black eye, Lavender had a nasty scratch on her cheek and was scared to be disfigured for life. These disgusting eyeless monsters, as Hannah Abbott clearly said, were the last project of the Care of Magical Creatures teacher and he was caring a lot about them. That's why the Gryffindors were trying their best to be nice to Hagrid about it.
As the trio was walking the steps to the Great Hall for the dinner, Harry spotted Cormac McLaggen hanging out with seven years friends. He wasn't sure what he thought about the blond beauty and that was stupid since Harry didn't even care about the young, blond, tall, muscled, beautiful piece of man that was walking less than ten feet away from him.
-Harry are you paying attention? asked a Hermione who was tired of having to always repeat what she says because of the boy's daydreams.
- Yes I am paying attention... said Harry, his eyes trailing down to McLaggen's butt.
TO BE CONTINUED
So what did you think. My first story ever and I just wanted to add to the small amount of fanfictions about the sexy Cormac McLaggen. Send me reviews if my story is good and what you think should happen next, cause I have ideas but it could change. I will try to update ASAP.