Playing Games Part 5
Subaru
When Snape snuck into the teacher's lounge to retrieve a bottle of potion he found Harry still there, staring into the fire, a sad smile on his lips.
"Harry?" Snape shook the young man gently. He stepped back as Harry jumped, papers fluttering all over the floor.
"Professor Snape!"
"Hmm. Yes. That is who I am." Snape waved his wand at the bottle of potion and it flew to his hand.
Harry looked at the bottle curiously. "I thought you taught Defense against the Dark Arts."
"I do." Snape said with relish, a happy smirk curling over his features. "But I am still the best potions master here. Anyway, this is for my cold. You should get some sleep. Tomorrow's going to be harder. You're going to have to actually teach." Snape said, a trace of his former malice in his voice.
"I know. Good night, Professor Snape."
"Hmm." Snape whisked out of the room and only when he was in his own room did he start chuckling. "Malfoy, you really got him, didn't you?" He asked himself. It wasn't everyday he caught Harry Potter mooning over his long lost lover in the teacher's lounge.
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Harry gathered the papers by hand and went up to his room.
"HARRY POTTER!" Screeched Peeves, halting midair. "What a rotter! You came back!" And peeves flung a suit of armor at him and went through a wall.
Filch came hobbling up. "Which way?"
"Library I think."
"Thanks - don't get into trouble, Potter."
"No sir." Harry smiled and watched Filch hobble through a secret door. He turned and continued on his way. "Oh, Potter you rotter, oh, what have you done, you're killing off students, you think it's good fun." Harry hummed this grim tune all the way to his room.
Once inside he collapsed ont his bed without bothering to change. He was tired. Transfiguration was difficult, but one the subjects he'd been mildly excellent at. He smiled. On the plus side, he only taught three classes of it, only in the afternoon. In the mornings, he coached the Quidditch team. He smiled and couldn't wait for tomorrow morning. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Almost instantly he dreamed. He knew the dream well and Draco found him smiling in his sleep when he snuck in. Draco reached out to shake Harry awake, but thought better of it and left, closing the door quietly behind him.
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dream / flash back
Harry awoke to sensation of being held. He opened his eyes and shifted around. He was in a bed with strange velveteen hangings. As he became more aware, he felt a regular breath ruffle his hair and there was definitely someone's arm slung over him.
He turned over, and his breath caught in his throat. His movements had awaked the other person and confused gray eyes regarded him quietly. Harry sat up quickly, yanking the bed sheets around him.
"I've already seen your body, Harry." Said Draco.
"I-I know." Harry said, clutching the sheets tighter to himself. Draco also sat up and looked at Harry seriously, a ghost of a smirk on his face.
"Not having second thoughts about last night, are you?" Draco reached out and stoked Harry's cheek. Harry turned away and peeked out of the curtains.
Draco bit his lip, pushing the tears away. Shit. I've lost him forever. He turned to the other side of the bed and began to fish for Harry's clothes on the heap by the bed.
"Draco? It's empty. What're you doing?" Harry touched Draco's shoulder gently.
"Here." Draco pushed Harry's clothes and robe at him. He chanced a quick look at Harry's face. He only got his glasses. Silly me. Of course he's not a one-night-stand-man. Draco flushed as Harry smiled at him.
"I'd better get to Madam Pomfrey's. See you at breakfast."
"Yeah. Sorry." Draco shrugged.
"Yeah. See ya." Harry had put his clothes on by now, giving Draco a great view of his body as he did.
"They should be all gone. I locked 'em out last night."
"I brought my Invisibility Cloak with me."
"Is that was that silvery thing is?" Draco felt the fabric. "It's so light."
"Mhmm." Harry paused as he got off the rumpled bed. He turned and planted a kiss on Draco's surprised lips and headed for the door.
"Thanks for a wonderful time. See ya." And Draco watched as Harry disappeared under the cloak.
"Yeah. See ya Harry."
end dream/ flashback
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Harry awoke in time for a shower and scooted down to breakfast. He smiled as he took his place between
Hagrid and Draco.
"Mornin' Harry! Sleep well?" Hagrid asked.
"Yes. You?"
"Brilliant! Come an' see Fang, he'll be glad ter see yeh."
"I will. Six okay with you?"
"Yeah!" Hagrid smiled and turned his attention to his plate. Harry turned to Draco.
"Morning. How were your classes yesterday?" Harry smiled and cut into a juicy sausage.
"Fine." Draco said coolly.
" 'Fine'? Is that all?" Harry wondered, when Draco would drop this coolness towards him.
"Look, Harry, unlike you, I have a busy schedule. In fact, I have to go and prepare the classroom." Draco pushed back his chair and exited the room. Harry stared after him, completely dumbfounded.
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Draco fingered the basket he'd brought with him. It's rough weave was regular and is spiraled downward. What was in the basket however, was goodies. He was also wearing a red dressing gown. He was reminded of Little Red Riding Hood and the Werewolf. But he doubted that Little Red Riding Hood went nude under her hooded cloak.
He reached up to knock again at the door when it opened.
"Draco! What are you doing-" Draco dropped the basket, wrapped his arms around Harry and kissed him.
"Kissing you and bringing you fun things with which to beg your forgiveness in my attitude to you lately."
"Aha." Harry stood aside and let Draco sweep in with the retrieved basket. "Well, it's about time. I was wondering what game you were playing at."
"No game, Harry. None at all. You remember our first night?" Draco switched subjects, looking around Harry's room. Specifically at his bed. He smiled at the ornate wrought iron scrolling on the headboard.
"Can't say I do."
"What?" Draco whirled around.
Harry grinned. "Of course I remember it, Draco. Don't be daft."
"Don't you forget it." Draco growled, setting the basket on the bedside table. Harry closed the door.
"What's in the basket?"
tbc
