Rules number, 85, 86, and 87.
-Rated M for language. Slight Smut, and references to M/M relationships.
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Some OOCness. Sowwies!
I am not allowed to eat Chocolate Frogs in Potions class.
86. -Even if I brought enough for everyone.
87. -Emptying a bag full of them onto Professor Snape's desk to prove this last is unacceptable behavior.
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"Psst, Draco!" Grey-blue eyes narrowed in suspicion, "What do you want, Potter? And when did I ever give you permission to use my name?" Green eyes remained firm, "Malfoy, I have something for you." Ron and Hermione's eyes widened dramatically, and in unison they exclaimed whispered, "Harry, what are you doing?" Harry ignored them, and held out his hand. Draco's eyes looked upon his hand with distaste, then noticed the little package in it. "A chocolate frog? What is the meaning of this, Potter?"
Harry smiled briefly, and said, "Just eat it, Malfoy." Before Draco could retort, a low and dark voice said, "Potter, fifty points from Gryffindor. What were you thinking, bringing something that could contaminate the potions you're suppose to be brewing? Or were you thinking at all?" Green eyes lowered in shame, while grey ones narrowed in what could only be called anger. "Professor, you know damn well he was only trying to bring unity between the houses, so get your head out of your arse. After all, Dumbledore would rather that than all the fighting, and wouldn't you of all people want to honor his wish?" Gasps filled the cold potions room, while the potions master was, for once speechless. Sadly, this wouldn't last long. "Professor Snape, I even brought enough for everyone!" Harry began to empty his sack out upon the desk he was sitting at, proving he had more than enough for everyone in the potions room. "Mister Potter, you will serve detention tonight! And you Mister Malfoy, will be serving with him. Now, turn to page 113 in your books and begin to read!"
Leaving the Gryffindor tower later that night, Harry got words of comfort but he waved them away. This was all part of his plan. He had to thank Dudley, really. Earlier that summer he found a note..
– flash back –
Harry was cleaning the house, room for room, when he stumbled upon it. The Note. It was a list of things to do and what not to do at a private school. Surely, Dudley didn't write this, right? There were little side notes on near the "What not to do" and that's when he began to think about what he shouldn't do at Hogwarts. Hermione had written a letter to him complaining about her homework, and offhandedly she had mentioned somebody getting detention with Snape for going to his class skyclad. If the Slytherins were to see his face, they would be convinced he was one of them. With a smirk, and a bounce in his step, he began to plan.
--present-
Step one, has begun.