The Sleep Over
Harry tried to cuddle closer to the person on the couch. Instead Harry fell on the floor with a loud "mmph!". It must have been extremely cold on the floor, the fire long since having went out, so Harry did what any normal 18 year old boy would have done. He stole the cover from the person laying above him on the couch.
Now of course this figure did not like that very much, it got cold extremely easily in that room. So the figure did what anyone would do at 12:00. It decided to pick Harry up and carry him to a bed for a better night's sleep. "Come on Harry up you go. There we go, now put your arms around your neck." The figure groaned at Harry's weight for such a small man he weighed a ton.
Harry on the other hand had no intention of letting go of that damn blanket and wrapped the blanket around himself and tightly held it around the figure's neck. Snuggling up in the figure's arms Harry promptly fell back to sleep. He mumbled something that sounded like I love you... but it could have been leave me alone.
The figure smiled softly it made its way down the stairs. It was hard trying to not wake Harry, not choke to death, and most certainly seem to float. 'It would be impossible to do this if I wasn't who I am.' The figure thought.
A few minutes later a door opened for the two young people and the figure promptly dropped Harry onto a bed. Sighing it looked at Harry's still clothed body. "Harry, you need to umm undress a bit?" the figure blushed furiously stammering over the correct things to say.
Minutes after the figure had laid down Harry jumped out of bed and stripped down to just his boxers and promptly laid back now. He fell into a deep peaceful sleep. Something very unusual for Harry Potter.
They had been asleep awhile cuddled up in each others arms when the door suddenly opened and Harry stared at something more horrible than any creature he'd ever seen he promptly buried his head into the covers and hid waiting til it was over.
"Why isn't Harry in his own bed?" The professor inquired none to quietly. He didn't understand this. Sure the people had dated. He had even seen evidence of them having sex, but spending the night? Why?! In the whole time he had been teaching at Hogwarts no student had ever slept in another students bed with the other student. It just wasn't done.
The figure looked up at Snape and answered simply "Because I'm to tired to walk him back to his dorm. Can't he just stay here? I mean he's supposed to be the hero of the world and he can't even sleep at night. Why not just let him sleep?"
"What I don't know can't harm me." And with that the Professor slipped back out of the room. The blonde kissed Harry softly and Harry muttered something that sounded like I love you, but could have been mistaken for leave me alone.
Author's Note: I know I know it was short. It was supposed to be though. This kind of happened the other night to me. I was at my boyfriend's house, and I fell asleep. Then the unthinkable happened his mom walked in on us sleeping. Well I guess it could have been worse, we could have been getting it on. Hehe, Well I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sure you've seen a hundred others like it though, now that I think about it.