The tower and relations
Same Disclaimers as before, same thanks! Frizzy! Thanks to all you reviewers! The story, she continues!
Deanne lead the eight young men and women to one of the less used towers in the South wing of Hogwarts. The door was behind a picture of Merianne the Stargazer, who was a very cheerful old witch who had died while holding her wand in one hand and her telescope in the other, she had always been obsessed with those odd muggle devices. Merianne took a moment to try and get to know each of her new charges. Their password was to be Andromeda Majorus, because it was a thing that Merianne wouldn't forget anytime soon. Once they were inside, it quickly became apparent that Dumbledore expected them to be pairing off, and soon.
There were only four rooms, and four couches in the common room. The common room was pretty much the same as the other common rooms in the school, it had the four couches, a large table surrounded by chairs, and a huge fire place that already had a roaring fire set. Malfoy immediately stormed to one of the rooms, and looked in for his belongings, the first room he found had a ravenclaw's belongings and one of the hufflepuffs; he slammed that door and moved on. He went door to door until he came to the last one, and found all of his things in the same room as his least favorite Gryfindor . "Potter! Why are your things in my room? I will not be sharing with a filthy Gryfindor!" He came out almost purple in his anger. "Well Potter? Why are they there?"
"How should I know? I came in here after you! How do I know you didn't arrange that?" Harry was quickly turning a color to match Malfoy's. 'Not that I wouldn't mind sharing that room with you. Wait! No! This is Malfoy! What am I thinking?'
"Wait! Calm down you two! Harry can share with me! I'm sure Andy won't mind sharing with you Malfoy. you know Andy Lennox, right? A third year Ravenclaw? You had charms with him three years running?" Seamus said trying to keep some peace, "Right Andy? I was sure you'd be fine with it!" Seamus ran right over the other boy's objections, wanting to share more than just a room with Harry. "Here. wingardium leviosa." with a few movements he replaced Malfoy's things with Andy's, ". there. now the stuff is switched, and it's late, so can we all go to bed now?" His pleading look had an affect on most everyone, and they all headed to their individual rooms. Harry and Draco were the last two to go to their rooms, each thinking of the other, but neither willing to give voice to their desire.
When Harry got to his and Seamus's room, he was exhausted, and began stripping for bed before he was half way across the room. He left a stream of clothes from the door to the bedside. When he reached the bed, he was only wearing his maroon boxers, and once he was under the covers, he realized Seamus was wearing a lot less.
"Harry. I don't know if you know or not, but I'm 1/3 veela. I know it's not 2/3 like you, but I'm one of the higher percentages in the eight of us." Seamus somehow managed to make even that sound sexual, "I've always had a bit of a thing for you Harry. Ever since I saw you at the sorting ceremony in first year." With each word, he inched closer to the dark headed boy, by the end of his little speech, he was almost touching Harry. "Do you want a back rub, Harry?" His breath made Harry's skin prickle. Before Harry could answer, Seamus began to rub Harry's shoulders. His hands moved in small circles, and if Harry wasn't so weirded out by the fact that this was Seamus Finnegan, it might have felt good. Seamus's fingers made their way down Harry's spine, taking time to define each vertebrae, until he was massaging Harry's buttocks.
"Seamus, I guess I've known about the whole, you liking me thing. You are kind of obvious. mmmmm that feels good. I just don't think I'm ready to. mmmm." On that last 'mmmm,' Seamus had brought his mouth down onto Harry's neck, and began nibbling. "I just don't think I'm ready for this kind of relationship. Seamus! If I'm not ready for you to be chowing down on my neck, I'm certainly not ready for little Patrick to be trying to peek in there!" Harry was beginning to worry, and then finally when Seamus hadn't stopped, "OK! If you don't stop now I'm going to go sleep on the couch!" Seamus didn't stop, in fact he began to grind his pelvis against Harry's butt, in a way that wasn't entirely displeasing, "Fine! I'm leaving! I'll talk to you in the morning!" Harry got up to leave, and when he did, Seamus grabbed after Harry's hand, but dropped his hand when Harry turned with a look that screamed 'Don't even think about it!' Harry left the room, after grabbing a set of pajamas and a blanket.
When he came out the door, there was already some one else out lounging on the couches. Malfoy. Harry walked over to the couch closest to the fire, sat directly opposite Malfoy, who was glaring at Harry as if he had done something more annoying than usual.
"Did you put Finnegan up to that? Putting me in a room with that pervert! He tried to jump me before I was even in bed! Well did you? What are you laughing about?" Malfoy was getting angry again. 'Even when he's laughing at me he's pretty. No! He's a guy! And Potter at that! But the way the firelight catches his eyes, and the way the corners of his mouth turn up when he smiles. Mmmm, his mouth.' Draco shook himself out of his stupor in time to hear Harry's response.
"Well, Malfoy. The same thing just happened to me! I was getting into bed, and there was Seamus with his little friend, who was very busy. so if I did try and put one over on you, I did a bad job of it!" Harry laughed. He looked back at the lighter boy, and saw something almost like a smile ghost over his face. "Can we have a truce Malfoy.Draco? Until we each settle this whole mate issue. peace, or at least a cease fire?" Harry smiled at the blonde, and hoped he would say yes. 'Please say yes! Please say yes! Why do I want him to say yes so bad? Why am I thinking of Malfoy like this?'
"Potter, I think we might be able to arrange that. If you can be a little less goody good on occasion. Does that sound like a possibility?" What should have been a stinging insult now carried a sense of humor, so Harry could smile back.
"Yeah, I think so. if you can try and be a little less pure evil." Harry's smile made all the difference for Malfoy. The two settled down, on separate couches, and gazed into the flames. Harry remembered all the times he had sat in similar rooms, talking with Ron or Hermione, or even the Weasly twins. Despite the fact that Draco didn't have such warm fuzzy memories of his common room, he enjoyed watching Harry smile. Not that he'd ever admit that to Harry.
Neither Boy noticed when the other fell asleep, but both woke up in the morning having dreamt a pleasant dream, filled with the other boy.
Next chapter-classes.and friends
Same Disclaimers as before, same thanks! Frizzy! Thanks to all you reviewers! The story, she continues!
Deanne lead the eight young men and women to one of the less used towers in the South wing of Hogwarts. The door was behind a picture of Merianne the Stargazer, who was a very cheerful old witch who had died while holding her wand in one hand and her telescope in the other, she had always been obsessed with those odd muggle devices. Merianne took a moment to try and get to know each of her new charges. Their password was to be Andromeda Majorus, because it was a thing that Merianne wouldn't forget anytime soon. Once they were inside, it quickly became apparent that Dumbledore expected them to be pairing off, and soon.
There were only four rooms, and four couches in the common room. The common room was pretty much the same as the other common rooms in the school, it had the four couches, a large table surrounded by chairs, and a huge fire place that already had a roaring fire set. Malfoy immediately stormed to one of the rooms, and looked in for his belongings, the first room he found had a ravenclaw's belongings and one of the hufflepuffs; he slammed that door and moved on. He went door to door until he came to the last one, and found all of his things in the same room as his least favorite Gryfindor . "Potter! Why are your things in my room? I will not be sharing with a filthy Gryfindor!" He came out almost purple in his anger. "Well Potter? Why are they there?"
"How should I know? I came in here after you! How do I know you didn't arrange that?" Harry was quickly turning a color to match Malfoy's. 'Not that I wouldn't mind sharing that room with you. Wait! No! This is Malfoy! What am I thinking?'
"Wait! Calm down you two! Harry can share with me! I'm sure Andy won't mind sharing with you Malfoy. you know Andy Lennox, right? A third year Ravenclaw? You had charms with him three years running?" Seamus said trying to keep some peace, "Right Andy? I was sure you'd be fine with it!" Seamus ran right over the other boy's objections, wanting to share more than just a room with Harry. "Here. wingardium leviosa." with a few movements he replaced Malfoy's things with Andy's, ". there. now the stuff is switched, and it's late, so can we all go to bed now?" His pleading look had an affect on most everyone, and they all headed to their individual rooms. Harry and Draco were the last two to go to their rooms, each thinking of the other, but neither willing to give voice to their desire.
When Harry got to his and Seamus's room, he was exhausted, and began stripping for bed before he was half way across the room. He left a stream of clothes from the door to the bedside. When he reached the bed, he was only wearing his maroon boxers, and once he was under the covers, he realized Seamus was wearing a lot less.
"Harry. I don't know if you know or not, but I'm 1/3 veela. I know it's not 2/3 like you, but I'm one of the higher percentages in the eight of us." Seamus somehow managed to make even that sound sexual, "I've always had a bit of a thing for you Harry. Ever since I saw you at the sorting ceremony in first year." With each word, he inched closer to the dark headed boy, by the end of his little speech, he was almost touching Harry. "Do you want a back rub, Harry?" His breath made Harry's skin prickle. Before Harry could answer, Seamus began to rub Harry's shoulders. His hands moved in small circles, and if Harry wasn't so weirded out by the fact that this was Seamus Finnegan, it might have felt good. Seamus's fingers made their way down Harry's spine, taking time to define each vertebrae, until he was massaging Harry's buttocks.
"Seamus, I guess I've known about the whole, you liking me thing. You are kind of obvious. mmmmm that feels good. I just don't think I'm ready to. mmmm." On that last 'mmmm,' Seamus had brought his mouth down onto Harry's neck, and began nibbling. "I just don't think I'm ready for this kind of relationship. Seamus! If I'm not ready for you to be chowing down on my neck, I'm certainly not ready for little Patrick to be trying to peek in there!" Harry was beginning to worry, and then finally when Seamus hadn't stopped, "OK! If you don't stop now I'm going to go sleep on the couch!" Seamus didn't stop, in fact he began to grind his pelvis against Harry's butt, in a way that wasn't entirely displeasing, "Fine! I'm leaving! I'll talk to you in the morning!" Harry got up to leave, and when he did, Seamus grabbed after Harry's hand, but dropped his hand when Harry turned with a look that screamed 'Don't even think about it!' Harry left the room, after grabbing a set of pajamas and a blanket.
When he came out the door, there was already some one else out lounging on the couches. Malfoy. Harry walked over to the couch closest to the fire, sat directly opposite Malfoy, who was glaring at Harry as if he had done something more annoying than usual.
"Did you put Finnegan up to that? Putting me in a room with that pervert! He tried to jump me before I was even in bed! Well did you? What are you laughing about?" Malfoy was getting angry again. 'Even when he's laughing at me he's pretty. No! He's a guy! And Potter at that! But the way the firelight catches his eyes, and the way the corners of his mouth turn up when he smiles. Mmmm, his mouth.' Draco shook himself out of his stupor in time to hear Harry's response.
"Well, Malfoy. The same thing just happened to me! I was getting into bed, and there was Seamus with his little friend, who was very busy. so if I did try and put one over on you, I did a bad job of it!" Harry laughed. He looked back at the lighter boy, and saw something almost like a smile ghost over his face. "Can we have a truce Malfoy.Draco? Until we each settle this whole mate issue. peace, or at least a cease fire?" Harry smiled at the blonde, and hoped he would say yes. 'Please say yes! Please say yes! Why do I want him to say yes so bad? Why am I thinking of Malfoy like this?'
"Potter, I think we might be able to arrange that. If you can be a little less goody good on occasion. Does that sound like a possibility?" What should have been a stinging insult now carried a sense of humor, so Harry could smile back.
"Yeah, I think so. if you can try and be a little less pure evil." Harry's smile made all the difference for Malfoy. The two settled down, on separate couches, and gazed into the flames. Harry remembered all the times he had sat in similar rooms, talking with Ron or Hermione, or even the Weasly twins. Despite the fact that Draco didn't have such warm fuzzy memories of his common room, he enjoyed watching Harry smile. Not that he'd ever admit that to Harry.
Neither Boy noticed when the other fell asleep, but both woke up in the morning having dreamt a pleasant dream, filled with the other boy.
Next chapter-classes.and friends