DISCLAIMER
I Do NOT own the characters in this story, they were created by JK Rowling, and are owned by but not limited to bloomsbury and various other publishing houses.
This fic is NOT SUITABLE for under 18's and the author releases ALL responsibility from this point on as to whether you read it or not.
Authors Babble : Again, my thanks to those of you who reviewed :) This is my second chapter this week, and if i quit being lazy, we might just see a chapter 5. I'll try to reveal whats going on a little this time, just give you a little hint, maybe another shocker or two... i'll try my best to give you a nice long chapter... hopefully you wont be dissapointed in me for this. Thanks for reading!
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Draco looked at Ron. Ron looked back.
"Can I have my underwear back now?" asked Ron, fury written all over his face. The debate had been going on for hours now, and both were nearing their tolerance limit. Draco had been putting Rons underwear into his trunk for some time now, and Ron was fed up of this, as he couldn't get into the trunk by magic or muggle means.
"Certainly, as soon as you kiss my arse Weasley," Draco drawled, malevolent pleasure written all over his face. "Left cheek first I think."
"You're getting into this whole act way too much Draco. You sure your not gay?"
"Of course not you bloody orangutan impressionist!" Draco yelled. Underneath, he was struggling with all his emotions. During his time around his Hogwarts adversary, Draco had found out that he WAS in fact attracted to the great buffoon. "Even if your a bloody attractive raving fucking homo, im not! I mean... oh shit."
"HAH! I knew it! Hermione owes me ten galleons!"
"What the hell are you babbling about Weasley?"
"I had a bet on with Hermione from our last year at Hogwarts... I bet i could get you to admit you were attracted to me, and she said I'd never do it... and you just did!" crowed Ron, delight on his face.
"I said no such thing Ro... Weasley. And you'll NEVER get me to admit that I did. So, you better pay Hermione that money."
"Shut the fuck up Draco. As soon as you deny it, the sneakoscope Harry carries everywhere will go off. So, a little screwed, arent you? And I noticed you nearly called me Ron. Give it up, you know you want to!"
"Hah! You wish Weasley." Draco's voice was like a lash, but inside his confidence was shaken. He longed for Ron to kiss him, but knew his Malfoy dignity and honour would never let him ask, he had to make Ron want to do it. This was proving to be nigh on impossible. Still, this was a challenge to be relished, and relishing it he was. 'Finally, a match for the Malfoy charm!' he thought to himself.
"Put up or shut up Malfoy. Now, you either give me my underwear, or i hex you so you walk backwards on your hands for the next fifty years!"
"Weasley, shut up, im thinking."
With those words, Malfoys resolve crumbled, he dived forwards and pushed Ron to the ground. Ron glared at him, and started to speak, but Draco just kissed him on the lips. By the end of the kiss, both boys were panting, and both had twinkling eyes.
Twin thoughts ran through their head : "At last!"
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Meanwhile, Harry and Hermione were out for a daytrip on their honeymoon. Both were horny as hell, and both knew the other was exhausted. Harry mentally projected the place to apparate to into Hermione's consciousness, and vanished with a crack. Hermione followed quickly.
They found themselves on a beach, on a tiny island comprising of a beach and a small forest. Harry opened his backpack and grinned - 'Dobby strikes again' he thought, pulling out the snitch-embroidered picnic blanket.
"The beach or the forest, lover?" he asked with a suggestive look on his face.
"Definately the forest!" she replied, an eager look on her face. The pair of them retreated into the forest, happy in the others company, wishing this could last forever, knowing it couldnt, determined to get everything out of it they could.
Laying the blanket on the ground a few minutes walk into the forest, Harry realised that Hermione was even more exhausted than she let on, a sheen of sweat all over her body, making her top stick to her body.
'Damn me, she looks hot like that" he thought to himself. The other voice, instilled through auror training, said 'stop that, she's not doing so well, she never had the stamina you did! get her laid on the cloth, and look after her while she sleeps it off a while." Deciding to follow the practical second voice for a change, he picked her up and lay her on the blanket.
"You lie there and sleep for a while, you're more exhausted than you're letting on, and dont htink you can fool me!"
"I hate it when you're right, you know that?" she yawned, before settling down against his legs, and going to sleep.
In the darkness, the watcher smiled.
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In the room, the third appeared, seeing the other two happily waiting, and grinning himself, he reported to the second :
"Perfect chance now boss, she's asleep on his lap, gonna be hard put to hex anything without hexing her."
"DONT CALL ME BOSS!" the second screamed, spray flying out of his hood. "Now," he continued in a much calmer voice, "where are they?"
"Little island. Carribean." stuttered the third, while the first tried not to laugh.
"Good. Now, go."
The second apparated to the island that he and Harry had discovered some years before, and raised his wand, ready to curse the pair.
"That might not be too smart, Roger." said a voice behind him.
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I guess its time for some more babble from me. I know, another cliffie, but i just couldnt resist the temptation to show you who one of the three were. The other two, however are still unrevealed. And no, i WONT tell you who they are.
Time for more thanks.
Zalil, thanks for your inspiration. I owe you bigtime for supporting me on this and some other stuff.
KittySorcy - Thanks for reviewing, glad you're enjoying it so far. I hope you'll forgive the cliffie, but its just so easy to wind you up with this kinda thing :D Thanks for your support while I've been writing this :)
Launigsiae - Thanks. Theres not a lot else I can say, but I hope you keep reading!
I Do NOT own the characters in this story, they were created by JK Rowling, and are owned by but not limited to bloomsbury and various other publishing houses.
This fic is NOT SUITABLE for under 18's and the author releases ALL responsibility from this point on as to whether you read it or not.
Authors Babble : Again, my thanks to those of you who reviewed :) This is my second chapter this week, and if i quit being lazy, we might just see a chapter 5. I'll try to reveal whats going on a little this time, just give you a little hint, maybe another shocker or two... i'll try my best to give you a nice long chapter... hopefully you wont be dissapointed in me for this. Thanks for reading!
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Draco looked at Ron. Ron looked back.
"Can I have my underwear back now?" asked Ron, fury written all over his face. The debate had been going on for hours now, and both were nearing their tolerance limit. Draco had been putting Rons underwear into his trunk for some time now, and Ron was fed up of this, as he couldn't get into the trunk by magic or muggle means.
"Certainly, as soon as you kiss my arse Weasley," Draco drawled, malevolent pleasure written all over his face. "Left cheek first I think."
"You're getting into this whole act way too much Draco. You sure your not gay?"
"Of course not you bloody orangutan impressionist!" Draco yelled. Underneath, he was struggling with all his emotions. During his time around his Hogwarts adversary, Draco had found out that he WAS in fact attracted to the great buffoon. "Even if your a bloody attractive raving fucking homo, im not! I mean... oh shit."
"HAH! I knew it! Hermione owes me ten galleons!"
"What the hell are you babbling about Weasley?"
"I had a bet on with Hermione from our last year at Hogwarts... I bet i could get you to admit you were attracted to me, and she said I'd never do it... and you just did!" crowed Ron, delight on his face.
"I said no such thing Ro... Weasley. And you'll NEVER get me to admit that I did. So, you better pay Hermione that money."
"Shut the fuck up Draco. As soon as you deny it, the sneakoscope Harry carries everywhere will go off. So, a little screwed, arent you? And I noticed you nearly called me Ron. Give it up, you know you want to!"
"Hah! You wish Weasley." Draco's voice was like a lash, but inside his confidence was shaken. He longed for Ron to kiss him, but knew his Malfoy dignity and honour would never let him ask, he had to make Ron want to do it. This was proving to be nigh on impossible. Still, this was a challenge to be relished, and relishing it he was. 'Finally, a match for the Malfoy charm!' he thought to himself.
"Put up or shut up Malfoy. Now, you either give me my underwear, or i hex you so you walk backwards on your hands for the next fifty years!"
"Weasley, shut up, im thinking."
With those words, Malfoys resolve crumbled, he dived forwards and pushed Ron to the ground. Ron glared at him, and started to speak, but Draco just kissed him on the lips. By the end of the kiss, both boys were panting, and both had twinkling eyes.
Twin thoughts ran through their head : "At last!"
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Meanwhile, Harry and Hermione were out for a daytrip on their honeymoon. Both were horny as hell, and both knew the other was exhausted. Harry mentally projected the place to apparate to into Hermione's consciousness, and vanished with a crack. Hermione followed quickly.
They found themselves on a beach, on a tiny island comprising of a beach and a small forest. Harry opened his backpack and grinned - 'Dobby strikes again' he thought, pulling out the snitch-embroidered picnic blanket.
"The beach or the forest, lover?" he asked with a suggestive look on his face.
"Definately the forest!" she replied, an eager look on her face. The pair of them retreated into the forest, happy in the others company, wishing this could last forever, knowing it couldnt, determined to get everything out of it they could.
Laying the blanket on the ground a few minutes walk into the forest, Harry realised that Hermione was even more exhausted than she let on, a sheen of sweat all over her body, making her top stick to her body.
'Damn me, she looks hot like that" he thought to himself. The other voice, instilled through auror training, said 'stop that, she's not doing so well, she never had the stamina you did! get her laid on the cloth, and look after her while she sleeps it off a while." Deciding to follow the practical second voice for a change, he picked her up and lay her on the blanket.
"You lie there and sleep for a while, you're more exhausted than you're letting on, and dont htink you can fool me!"
"I hate it when you're right, you know that?" she yawned, before settling down against his legs, and going to sleep.
In the darkness, the watcher smiled.
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In the room, the third appeared, seeing the other two happily waiting, and grinning himself, he reported to the second :
"Perfect chance now boss, she's asleep on his lap, gonna be hard put to hex anything without hexing her."
"DONT CALL ME BOSS!" the second screamed, spray flying out of his hood. "Now," he continued in a much calmer voice, "where are they?"
"Little island. Carribean." stuttered the third, while the first tried not to laugh.
"Good. Now, go."
The second apparated to the island that he and Harry had discovered some years before, and raised his wand, ready to curse the pair.
"That might not be too smart, Roger." said a voice behind him.
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I guess its time for some more babble from me. I know, another cliffie, but i just couldnt resist the temptation to show you who one of the three were. The other two, however are still unrevealed. And no, i WONT tell you who they are.
Time for more thanks.
Zalil, thanks for your inspiration. I owe you bigtime for supporting me on this and some other stuff.
KittySorcy - Thanks for reviewing, glad you're enjoying it so far. I hope you'll forgive the cliffie, but its just so easy to wind you up with this kinda thing :D Thanks for your support while I've been writing this :)
Launigsiae - Thanks. Theres not a lot else I can say, but I hope you keep reading!