I mean I don't blame harry for hating school, we all hate it. Bastard building a bunch of fat kinder-garden teachers telling you what to do. Its horrible!, like going to the dentists office, old magazines, that old dude that looks at your ass when you walk up when they call your name, and the doctors office is worse!!
Theres betty crocker magazines, that are so so old they have dust all over them, the creepy old guy next door glaring at you when you even just walk in!, those paper dresses…..oh jesus I need to throw up!
Any way back to harry.
'Oh I hate school!!," Harry mentally slapped himself, his tries not to laugh evil side says in his brain. 'Its only because we want sex every Saturday!! How hard is that?!'
'I know!!'
'Stupid fat Draco meanie head!'
'…Yet again I know!!'
'We should rape him'
'Nah, already did, he broke out of the rope'
'Bob saget!'
'Where?!'
'Stupid ass it's a phrase!!'
'I knew that!'
The bell rang for third period, after this one, lunch, then two more, get my report card, see if I get my present.
Harry immediately took Draco's hand in a violent grip once more walking down the hall, to the left, or was it right… he couldn't think straight right now.
"You are being a very good boy, James" Draco beamed and kissed harry on the lips softly
"Yay" Harry blushed
"Okay, two more periods, and lunch, then report card, are you gonna be a good boy till then?" Draco asked childly
"Yes" Harry replied automatically
"Good." Draco once more let go of his hand, and sat down.
For the third time today, so did harry.
