"Detention, Potter! Friday 8 o'clock!"
Harry smirked inwardly- It's a date.
Harry smiled has he made his way down the halls towards the dungeons. His 'technique' had worked magnificently, Draco was avoiding him left and right. No longer did he have to hear his endless tirades and endure his obsessive behavior. Plus it was funny seeing him flinch every time Harry smiled 'shyly' at him in the halls…
Harry entered the Potions classroom, with a certain Severus Snape waiting for him at his desk.
"Potter!"
"Yes, Snape?" Harry looked innocently at his professor.
"Professor Snape to you, boy!"
"Ohhh! So you wanna roleplay, huh?" Harry blushed shyly and looked coyly up at his 'professer'. "I know lots of people are into the whole student-teacher forbiddeness."
Snape just stared at Harry approached his desk. Wha..? Was this some sort of twisted joke?
"My aunt always use to tell me that when a boy is mean to another... that means they like them…" Harry blushed again.
"So, Professor," Harry put his hand on his teacher's thigh and looked down at Snape's crotch, "What is to be my punishment for 'breathing too loudly in class'?"
Harry licked his lips coyly.
Horrified, Snape abruptly pushed Harry's hand away.
"Uh, none of that Mr. Potter. Your detention has been served. It's getting late, you better get back to your common room!" Snape awkwardly backed away from Harry with wide eyes.
Harry advanced coyly, "Are you sure, Professor? I could stay here and take care-"
"No!" Snape scrambled out of the room, horrified, leaving Harry with no time to respond.
Alone in the classroom, Harry giggled.
Snape never gave him a detention again.