A Forbidden Love

by A. Smithee

             Disclaimer: I had the money to buy Harry Potter from J.K. Rowling and AOL Time Warner, but then I blew it all on undisclosed purchases.

Author's note: This is a story composed of many e-mails, which is why it may sound choppy.  This is also a PWP with slash.  If you don't like slash, well, go read about teacups and kitties or whatever normal people read about.

Also: I AM AWARE that the common room shifts places from house to house.  It's part of the plot-holey charm.  Right?

Chapter Two

            "Well, I have no problems with this," Harry said happily.

            "I DO!!!" Draco screamed.  "Are you people insane?!  Harry, is Ron your manwhore or something?"

            "Well … yeah, he kinda is," Harry admitted.

            "I give up!  Being gay is too hard.  Guys are too flaky!" Draco whined as he attempted to rush out the door again.  This time it was Dean who he crashed into.

            "Um … Harry, I thought we were going to have our 'tutoring' session now," Dean said uncertainly.

            "Of course.  Do you mind if Ron and Draco join us?" Harry asked.  Dean stepped towards Harry as Draco sprinted out of the room screaming.  The others looked confused for a few seconds before jumping into bed.

            Draco ran into the Gryffindor common room, panting heavily.  "Draco!  What are you doing here?" a sexy voice said from the corner.  Draco turned around and saw Ginny Weasley.  Hmm … the perfect rebound girl, he thought slyly.

            Meanwhile, in the dungeon:

            "This is wrong," Snape said as he stroked Goyle's hair.

            "Look, just because I'm sixteen and you're, like, fifty, doesn't mean it's wrong," Goyle said, looking deeply into Snape's eyes.  "Snape, I love you."

            "Well, Ginny, you're looking quite delicious tonight," Draco said, trying to look appealing.  He failed miserably.

            "Go to Hell, Malfoy," Ginny said.

            "As long as you come with me, hot stuff," he said, giving her his "sexy" smirk.

            "Look Draco –" Ginny began.  She stopped when she saw Fred and George trying to sneak into Harry's room.

            "Um … he tutors us," George said sheepishly.

            "Sure," Draco said, still trying to get Ginny to look at him.  "So honey, ever seen a Slytherin room?"

            "Yeah, actually I have.  I'm dating all three of your Quidditch Chasers," she said calmly.

            "What is WRONG with this school?!  Am I the only one who hasn't slept with at least half of it?" Draco screamed.

            "Probably," Ginny said.  "Sorry, but I've gotta go.  Colin Creevey is waiting for me.  Ciao!"

            I have got to get out of this place, Draco thought as she left.

            Coming soon to a Hogwarts bedroom near you: More of the epic PWP, A Forbidden Love.  Hehe, I said "coming."