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Chapter Two - Madness, dontcherknow
Harry strolled sedately along the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Wait a sec.
"Strolled sedately" was usually a sign that a BadFic was about to happen.
When all that hit Harry was an overwhelming sea of boredom, he sighed a sigh of relief. Ecitement simply led to terror, death and hot sex. not necessarily in that order.
He began to whistle a jaunty tune.
He froze. A jaunty tune? That way led madness, and insanity, and. and. andmadness, dontcherknow. Only one way to test if the world he knew would be destroyed.
"Hey Malfoy," he said tentatively as the blond boy walked past.
"You suck, Potter."
Harry's eyes widened. Was that an invitation? He looked around in terror, searching for possible escape routes, while Malfoy gave him a strange look.
"Loser," he decided, and carried on walking.
Harry lent against the wall a minute, fighting to regain his composure. That was too close. too close.
He took one shaky step away from the wall, when a call from Malfoy made him turn.
"Hey, Potter!"
Harry screamed. There, dressed in a blue and silver cheerleading outfit, with blue and silver pompoms and a silver 'H' emblazoned across his chest, was Malfoy. As if every step was forced from him, this blonde monstrosity began to dance.
"Oh, Harry, you're so fine, You're so fine you blow my mind" % Kick, complicated move with pompoms, saucy wink % "Hey Harry! Hey Harry!" % Wiggle posterior %
Harry sprinted away, only to be rugby tackled from behind by the now hormonely charged Malfoy, unable to withstand the Bunnies wrath.
"Oh, Harry, you're so pretty, can't you understand, You take me by the heart, when you take me by the hand."
Harry could see the sanity quickly withdrawing from Malfoy's features, looking for a place to hide where it would not have to watch such disturbing proceedings.
Looking down into Malfoy's face, Harry felt his will softening into melted I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. Malfoy reached down and took something of Harry's by the hand. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.
R/R! Ideas for next chppies welcome - but I'll probably have to raise the rating if it gets worse than this!
Chapter Two - Madness, dontcherknow
Harry strolled sedately along the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Wait a sec.
"Strolled sedately" was usually a sign that a BadFic was about to happen.
When all that hit Harry was an overwhelming sea of boredom, he sighed a sigh of relief. Ecitement simply led to terror, death and hot sex. not necessarily in that order.
He began to whistle a jaunty tune.
He froze. A jaunty tune? That way led madness, and insanity, and. and. andmadness, dontcherknow. Only one way to test if the world he knew would be destroyed.
"Hey Malfoy," he said tentatively as the blond boy walked past.
"You suck, Potter."
Harry's eyes widened. Was that an invitation? He looked around in terror, searching for possible escape routes, while Malfoy gave him a strange look.
"Loser," he decided, and carried on walking.
Harry lent against the wall a minute, fighting to regain his composure. That was too close. too close.
He took one shaky step away from the wall, when a call from Malfoy made him turn.
"Hey, Potter!"
Harry screamed. There, dressed in a blue and silver cheerleading outfit, with blue and silver pompoms and a silver 'H' emblazoned across his chest, was Malfoy. As if every step was forced from him, this blonde monstrosity began to dance.
"Oh, Harry, you're so fine, You're so fine you blow my mind" % Kick, complicated move with pompoms, saucy wink % "Hey Harry! Hey Harry!" % Wiggle posterior %
Harry sprinted away, only to be rugby tackled from behind by the now hormonely charged Malfoy, unable to withstand the Bunnies wrath.
"Oh, Harry, you're so pretty, can't you understand, You take me by the heart, when you take me by the hand."
Harry could see the sanity quickly withdrawing from Malfoy's features, looking for a place to hide where it would not have to watch such disturbing proceedings.
Looking down into Malfoy's face, Harry felt his will softening into melted I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. Malfoy reached down and took something of Harry's by the hand. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.
R/R! Ideas for next chppies welcome - but I'll probably have to raise the rating if it gets worse than this!