Ok a few things before we get started, I have no clue if I mentioned this, it ignores pretty much all of HBP and flat out denies DH so live, and I am very much aware the most of the Characters are not in Character, well sucks it's an AU, have fun! Most chapters will be around this length I know its not long, however that last chapter was freakishly long so yeah.
Warnings for this chapter: Insanity, with a little bit of sexual tension, and Sexual situation
Chapter Two: A feast of Expectations
By the time Harry had sat down at the sorting feast the rumor mill of Hogwarts was that he had apparently succeeded in getting the earliest and fastest detention of all year. For heaven's sake they weren't even at school yet for that to happen. Harry didn't even think that was possible. Another one was that he was still healing from the events at the Ministry of Magic; now that was another one that confused him. It confused him in one of the ways that everyone seemed to know everything that happened that night; that is of course if the profit could be trusted. Then there was the fact that everyone miraculously believed that Voldemort was alive and well and that Cedric did not commit suicide like they were implying. Harry sighed in frustration as he gripped his hair in his hand. To tell the truth he didn't remember the three or so hours that everyone was lose unsupervised in the ministry.
The last thing that Harry remembered was climbing on the dark Pegasus known as, thestrals; after helping everyone who couldn't see up on their backs. Then he was in Dumbledore's office and it was trashed and he felt angry. He didn't know why he just felt this painful anger inside him. It was different then when Voldemort was in his mind. Maybe something happened that had messed up his memory so much. Maybe that was why he was such a masochist, he had to write his god father about this. While the Sorting hat sang a song about the end of the world or some other bull like that harry was scribbling away with a piece of parchment and a pen that he had in his bag. He had to ask Sirius what happened, he needed to know. He ignored all the warning looks he was getting from half the people around him. The note took forever for him to write because he kept losing his train of thought, the train kept getting derailed he supposed. Just as that thought crossed his mind he mumbled to himself; "that would suck if that happened to the express." The jeweled eyed boy sealed the letter upon completion he smiled before scooping up some potatoes, and a small roll. He ignored the worried looks that he kept getting From Hermy and Ron and ate he promised that he would explain everything to night and that was just was he was going to do.
….::::::::Story of a boy time jump!:::::::::…..
It was around ten pm by the time it was polite enough to leave the feast without seeming too rude so Harry made his way up the owlery, he did after all have a letter to send. Smiling as he came to the top and his rather large snowy white owl flew to him. "Hello Hedwig, you know I have been thinking that I should start carrying you around on my shoulder so I would look less crazy when I talk to myself." He mused for a moment then laugh when harry gave him a look that said, 'I 'ant no parrot.' And that made him laugh. Harry had a long laugh from that seemingly unimportant moment it seemed as if he was suffering from the giggles. You know that thing when you just can't stop laughing till you have stopped. It seemed to go on for so long that Harry couldn't breathe but he didn't care for he finally caught his breath he had to stop himself from going into another fit as the strange looks that he was getting from all the owls now. You know it's bad when the owls are giving you strange looks.
Harry finally finished his business in the owlery he was on his way to the Gryffindor common room. "I forgot to ask for the password….. Damn it…" Harry sighed frustrated. He noticed that he had been frustrated a lot as of late. He just shrugged it off like it was nothing. Not really realizing that it was something of importance. Harry had managed to charm his way in to the common room by being patient with the Fat Lady portrait and that took a long fifteen or so minutes. The bi-spectacle boy was relieved to have finally made it into the common room. He was tired and just wanted to sleep.
He glanced around the room that was his 'living room' nine months out of a year and he called it home. It seemed that most everyone had gone to bed, well everyone but the couple snogging in the corner and well his best friends playing muggle chess over by the window. Ron seemed bored out of his mind however he was putting up with the boredom for Hermione, because the book smart witch found the wizard equivalent of the game 'barbaric.' On Hermy's lap was the over large half Kneazle was on her lap. The feline noticed him first but promptly ignored him.
It was Hermione who noticed Harry's body mass first. "Harry!" She exclaimed getting up and knocking down Crookshanks from her lap the cat was not happy and took a half hearted swipe at Harry before walking away. "Were have you been?" She asked a tone of worried-ness entering her voice. Ah he was quite familiar with this sound. Harry had noticed it in almost every single thing that she asked him last year. Harry shrugged, "I was in the owlery sending some post to Snuffles." He gave off a tired smile before turning away going up the stairs; completely missing the look shared between her and Ron. Ron's was that of confusion and Hermione's that of worry. Harry came back down with his father's cloak in his hand. "Let's get this over with in the room of requirement."
They all left the common room quickly throwing on the cloak over the three of them. It was quite crowded with three people though harry was relieved to see the cloak stretched to fit down to the floor. They now just had to walk really carefully to the room of requirement. As they proceeded with Hermione using the map to avoid any unwanted attention. Harry knew that he would not get any sleep that night. The Trio was suspicious when they saw the door to the room had just appeared when they aproched no thinking needed. The opened the door with caution.
Slowly they walked into the conferrable room. There was a large lavish fire place with a overly large couch directly parallel to it, on either side a sat overly stuffed chairs. There must have been a coffee table or something in the middle because the trio could smell strawberries. They relaxed thinking nothing of it as they removed the cloak. Harry took a deep breath not ready to talk, and as if his thoughts were heard a moan cut though the quiet room.
The three teens froze in place looking over to the sorce of the moan the couch. A moment later another panting moan could be heard as a white blond covered head moved over the top. Eyes closed in ecstasy. There was a moment of frozen time when the only one moving was the moaning figure on the couch, he was moaning and rocking up and down. Then all at once they all ran. None of them knew where they were going only that it was away from there.
"Oh My Cheese!" Hermione exclaimed looking flushed. Harry couldn't decide if the flushness was from the running or the situation that they were just end. Harry could easily right off his flush due to exercise though it would be futile, he knew better. The flush was from the pleasure running down his spine and the embarrassment he felt. Harry chanced a glance at Ron, and paused. The tall boy was at the moment writing on the floor as if under the Cruciatus curse; his hands fisting his eyes, "That was the most grossest most disturbing thing ever!" He yelled before getting off the floor still scrubbing his eyes. "I need to be obliviated!"
"And What Mr. Weasley could be more disturbing than watching your table manners?" A dark voice drawled. Well shit they all knew that voice. There behind Ron stuff an overly thin man with yellowed teeth and unhealthy pale skin. His lanky hair framing his faces some in his eyes, a large nose sticking out. "Now if you know what is good for you Misters Potter, Weasley, and Ms. Granger you will do well to fallow me now."
There was a solid threat that promised pain in the man's voice that sent sensual tingles down his spine that made Harry rather disturbed at the moment. He fallowed none the less as to be safe from punishment no matter how much Harry secretly wanted it. The potions master led them to a painting of a Lioness and cubs. Harry was confused as he wasn't sure who could be behind this panting and what the point of bringing them here was. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione pale, yes he was kind of worried now.
"Go tell your Mistress that we are here." Professor Snape said cutting though, the silence, "I will not take points from you three as there is none to take at the moment… I will however say that what you three did all but screamed, KILL ME LOOK AT ME I WANNA BE DEAD!" The portrait opened to a really irritated looking Minerva McGonagall Severus mused that it must be a Gryffindor trait to hate early mornings, "As I was just informing your students before I left them at your mercy. They are to report to detention on Tuesday, Ms. Granger with you, Mr. Weasley with Mr. Filtch, and Mr. Potter, with myself." With one last cruel smirk he left robes billowing away.
As Harry had finally gotten to bed for some much needed sleep he let his thoughts wonder, one of them straying to his invisibility cloak and were it could possibly be, and that thought took him to a flush panting Malfoy and he felt himself get hard, he didn't touch though he had to be careful this was a school after all.
AN: Well that's the end of this chapter, sorry that its taking me so long to crank them out. I still not really have a betta, so the unbeta-ed chapter is what you get, I realize that I may have spelled a lot of things wrong so please forgive me for that. Sorry for such a short chapter. And you know you wanna click the button!
