'James stalked towards her, a feral gleam in his eye. Their lips met in a passionate lock.'
"Aaaaaaaaaaargh! This is bollocks!" The man sitting in front of the laptop screamed.
"What's wrong love?" asked a dark-haired man, sticking his head around the door.
"It's this stupid muggle romance story we have to write for Muggle Studies. I just can't do it. Everything I write sounds ridiculous!"
"Dray, it's not a big deal. You just have to keep at it; it's not going to come to you right away."
"But Harry, I don't know how to write Muggle romance!"
"Here, let me read it and if I can't help just talk to Professor Margreaves at your next lesson." he said as he strode across the room to stand beside Draco.
"Fine, here. You can read, but only if you promise not to laugh."
"OK Dray, I promise." As Harry read a slow smile spread across his face. "I have figured out your problem is Dray."
"Really? What is it?!"
"You're writing the wrong subject matter."
"Augh! That's not helpful at all! The assignment is to write a muggle romance!"
"Dray, what I mean is that you're writing about heterosexual pairings and since you're gay you're going to no experience to base your descriptions off of, so of course it's going to going to sound ridiculous when you try to write something you have no experience with. Did Professor Margreaves tell you what kind of couple it had to be?"
"No, but-"
"There you go. You just have to write what you know and what you're comfortable."
"Well what am I supposed to do? I don't have any story ideas for gay pairings." Draco asked, while tugging on his platinum hair in his frustration. Harry smirked devilishly at his boyfriend of 7 months and said. "Oh I suppose I could take some time out of my studying to help you come up with something." Draco looked at him blankly for a moment but then smirked right back and got up to follow Harry out of the room.
"I'm sorry Professor Margreaves but I can't read my essay in front of the class."
"Why not, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Well ma'am it's because I think that I might have written it a little too well. I feel that it would be best if you read and graded it privately."
"If you insist Mr. Malfoy. I will not have you present your paper orally."
"Thank you ma'am."
"Now Mr. Malfoy if you would please go back to your seat and continue your work." As Draco started on the work he had for his other classes he watched his professor's face become more and more red and flustered as she read his paper. He smirked when her face opened into a shocked 'O' of surprise at the end of his story.
"Class dismissed." she called out in a slightly strangled voice. Draco slipped out of the classroom with a very satisfied smirk on his face. He really enjoyed it when Harry helped him with his homework.