Title: Die a bit more
Author: Shadowmisteress
Disclaimer: PAY ME! PAY ME! I AM SOOOO BROKE! .... I wouldn't be saying this if I owned the HP characters.... Frickin hell!!! I would be richer than the Queen of England!!
Notes:
GaBy: How would you like being in my fic! Review and let me know. : D
Fksdj cfjkdskfjdskjf: * evil laughter * I love cliffhangers.... Kidding! I'll try to make the chapters longer.. TRY!
Oliver Stone: Heh! Can't help it....
Extra: Thankz to all the people who reviewed, I LOVE ALL OF YOU.... Ahem.... Btw, I will not be able to upload for sometime.... 1 ½ months to be exact..... I am leaving for vacation to a place that I am sure wont be having a computer....* Sob! Sob! *.... I'll look out for an Internet café though and try to upload.... But I aint promising nothing.....:P
As the sun was slowly raising its fiery head, Draco's eyes fluttered open. Platinum hair was covering his eyes, naked body wrapped in silver sheets; hand in a fist under his face. He sat up in bed and stared at his palm, where his nails had made a red crescent mark, it hurt a little and then it disappeared.
Silver sheets fell around his feet and he walked to the window to watch the sun rise higher, his naked body bathed in an orange light. He sat on the ledge for a while, leg positioned carefully to cover what shouldn't be seen... not that he cared.
He pulled out a pair of blue silk boxers from his cupboard and a shirt that hardly covered his abdomen and headed towards the Great hall. He was hungry, he didn't care who saw him, if they stared too long, he'll give them one of his death glares.
*
Harry crawled out of bed slowly so as not to awaken Ron. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a stray t-shirt, probably Ron's and headed towards the Great Hall. A night of repeated sex could leave anyone hungry.
"Ron is getting boring day after day...." He muttered as he climbed out from behind the portrait, " same ol' foreplay, same ol' positions, same ol' dick ..." he sighed dramatically, adjusting his glasses. "I bet Draco would be a good lover..."
He dreamily walked into the Great Hall playing with one of his ear locks and stopped in his tracks.
Draco was sitting cross-legged on a bench and devouring a honey croissant. The honey dripping down his chin.
Harry's then loose jeans seemed to get tight. He walked towards Draco, bends down next to him, wiped the honey from Draco's chin with a finger and licked it. Draco watched Harry walk out of the Great Hall.
"Whatever", Draco muttered and gulped down the coffee in one gulp.
*
Harry shook Ron violently. Ron woke up muttering like a loon. "What is it!!!!" He stared confused at a naked Harry. "AGAIN?!?!"
Harry straddled Ron's hips. "No time for foreplay.".
TBC?
Author: Shadowmisteress
Disclaimer: PAY ME! PAY ME! I AM SOOOO BROKE! .... I wouldn't be saying this if I owned the HP characters.... Frickin hell!!! I would be richer than the Queen of England!!
Notes:
GaBy: How would you like being in my fic! Review and let me know. : D
Fksdj cfjkdskfjdskjf: * evil laughter * I love cliffhangers.... Kidding! I'll try to make the chapters longer.. TRY!
Oliver Stone: Heh! Can't help it....
Extra: Thankz to all the people who reviewed, I LOVE ALL OF YOU.... Ahem.... Btw, I will not be able to upload for sometime.... 1 ½ months to be exact..... I am leaving for vacation to a place that I am sure wont be having a computer....* Sob! Sob! *.... I'll look out for an Internet café though and try to upload.... But I aint promising nothing.....:P
As the sun was slowly raising its fiery head, Draco's eyes fluttered open. Platinum hair was covering his eyes, naked body wrapped in silver sheets; hand in a fist under his face. He sat up in bed and stared at his palm, where his nails had made a red crescent mark, it hurt a little and then it disappeared.
Silver sheets fell around his feet and he walked to the window to watch the sun rise higher, his naked body bathed in an orange light. He sat on the ledge for a while, leg positioned carefully to cover what shouldn't be seen... not that he cared.
He pulled out a pair of blue silk boxers from his cupboard and a shirt that hardly covered his abdomen and headed towards the Great hall. He was hungry, he didn't care who saw him, if they stared too long, he'll give them one of his death glares.
*
Harry crawled out of bed slowly so as not to awaken Ron. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a stray t-shirt, probably Ron's and headed towards the Great Hall. A night of repeated sex could leave anyone hungry.
"Ron is getting boring day after day...." He muttered as he climbed out from behind the portrait, " same ol' foreplay, same ol' positions, same ol' dick ..." he sighed dramatically, adjusting his glasses. "I bet Draco would be a good lover..."
He dreamily walked into the Great Hall playing with one of his ear locks and stopped in his tracks.
Draco was sitting cross-legged on a bench and devouring a honey croissant. The honey dripping down his chin.
Harry's then loose jeans seemed to get tight. He walked towards Draco, bends down next to him, wiped the honey from Draco's chin with a finger and licked it. Draco watched Harry walk out of the Great Hall.
"Whatever", Draco muttered and gulped down the coffee in one gulp.
*
Harry shook Ron violently. Ron woke up muttering like a loon. "What is it!!!!" He stared confused at a naked Harry. "AGAIN?!?!"
Harry straddled Ron's hips. "No time for foreplay.".
TBC?