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-- Chapter Seventeen --
- Shui-Wing0, Shania MaxwellYana5, bloodbunny, Beloved, DarkWolf9874, Without permission, Suzaku West, SpazMcG7, Midnight Mistress, Munku-JGSPTV, blade-princess, Abbie - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – I am so very extremely embarrassed!!!!! I can't believe I contradicted my own writing! Ah!!!!!!! Erm.... Let's just say that magic had already fixed everything. Sorry! One last note (for now), I apologize for taking so long to update. It's the end of the year with lots and lots of tests. Besides, I've been having a bit of writer's block. But enough chit- chat, here's the story. Oh, and beware for more Latin.
--
While Ron and Hermione sheepishly walked out of the Room of Requirement the next morning just in time for classes (desperately avoiding the stares, and whistles, of their fellow classmates), Harry and Draco were sneaking out of their room under the Invisibility Cloak.
"I'll see you after classes," Harry whispered.
"Yeah," Draco said, pulling away.
However, he didn't get far. Harry caught his hand and pulled him back into a long-lasting, hungry kiss.
"I'll definitely see you after class," Draco said with a grin. "But now, I've got to go. I don't stay on good terms with Severus just by smiling, you know."
Harry watched Draco walk away and then headed into Muggle Studies, closely followed by Ron and Hermione.
Harry took his seat to Hermione's left, with Ron on her right. She was practically glowing, although Harry wasn't quite sure whether it was from her pregnancy, or her engagement. Harry decided it was both.
Ron too was grinning like a fool. He kept stealing glances at his fiancée.
Harry smiled softly at his best friends. He knew things were going to change. They had actually already changed more than he ever thought.
"Herm, when are you, you know?" Harry whispered.
"August 26, supposedly," she answered.
"And the wed-"Harry started, but was quieted by a piercing glare from Hermione.
"Your birthday," she smiled.
"Really?" Harry asked, his eyes lighting up.
She nodded, giving him a smile that sent shivers to his spine. She reminded him of his mother so much. Their smiles, the tones in their voices were so similar...
Harry took her hand in his and squeezed it gently.
The professor walked in at that moment and Hermione wriggled her hand away to begin her work. That just made Harry beam even more. He turned away and started on his own work.
-
Later that day found Hermione and Ron in the common room.
"Ron, you really ought to get back to your work!" Hermione scolded.
""Erms, you've got to relax," Ron answered, momentarily distracting himself from his game of wizard's chess with Ginny.
"Relax? Midterms are next week, Ron! I'm already so behind my schedule!" she practically yelled, picking up piles of parchment and books and placing them on the table in front of her.
Ron, however, didn't hear. He was too distracted by his queen being broken into pieces.
Hermione took a second to look up and gave Ron a disapproving look which he chose to ignore.
Harry, meanwhile, was enjoying himself quite a bit.
"Where did you learn that?" Harry asked his blonde-haired lover.
"Oh that, let's just say you haven't seen anything yet," Draco teased, slowly moving his hand south.
Harry moaned in surprise.
"No no no. Hermione's going to kill me," Harry protested. "Midterms are next week."
"Fuck Hermione," Draco insisted.
"But you have to promise not to get too jealous. After all, it was your suggestion," Harry joked.
"Ha-ha. You do know that you've officially ruined that mood?"
"That was the goal," Harry said, quite sincerely, getting dressed.
"Veto1," Draco said stubbornly.
"We're back on that?"
"Vah! Denuone Latine loquebar? Me ineptum. Interdum modo elabitur2," Draco joked.
"Well, you said you had to study," Draco continued, raising his eyebrow.
"Velle est posse3," Harry agreed, with a grin.
"All right, I'll give you sentences, you translate. For each wrong answer, you can... hmmm, what can you do? You'll have to take off an article of clothing," Draco said.
"Deal."
"Sua cuique voluptas4," Draco began.
"Are you hinting at something?" Harry smiled.
"Wrong! Robes off!"
Harry rolled his eyes, but complied.
"Totum dependeat!" Draco continued.
Harry raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"Let it all hang out," he defined.
Draco pouted.
"Tuis pugis pignore5!" he continued.
"You do know that none of these are going to be on the test, right?"
"Ha! You got it wrong!" Draco said, doing a little dance in bed.
Harry shook his head but took of his shirt.
"Qui dormit, non peccat6," Draco said.
Harry was about to answer, but bit his lip.
"I don't know," he said.
"Liar! But regardless, off with your pants," Draco grinned slyly.
Harry removed his jeans as well as the rest of his clothes and walked to the bed.
"Might as well get it over with," Harry said, with a deep pretense sigh.
"Oh just get over here!" Draco said, pulling Harry on top of himself.
Harry was about to make another smart remark but was silenced by Draco's lips.
They were lying in each others' arms when they heard a noise.
Harry immediately sat up and put his arm protectively on Draco's.
"What was that?" Draco asked quietly.
"Shh," Harry silenced him.
They listened, but the sound disappeared.
"We should tell Dumbledore."
"You do that," Draco answered, obviously forming a plan of his own.
-- End of Chapter Seventeen --
1. I forbid. 2. Oh! Was I speaking Latin again? Silly me. Sometimes it just sort of slips out. 3. To be willing is to be able. 4. Everyone has his own pleasures. 5. You bet your bippy! 6. One who sleeps doesn't sin.
-- Chapter Seventeen --
- Shui-Wing0, Shania MaxwellYana5, bloodbunny, Beloved, DarkWolf9874, Without permission, Suzaku West, SpazMcG7, Midnight Mistress, Munku-JGSPTV, blade-princess, Abbie - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – I am so very extremely embarrassed!!!!! I can't believe I contradicted my own writing! Ah!!!!!!! Erm.... Let's just say that magic had already fixed everything. Sorry! One last note (for now), I apologize for taking so long to update. It's the end of the year with lots and lots of tests. Besides, I've been having a bit of writer's block. But enough chit- chat, here's the story. Oh, and beware for more Latin.
--
While Ron and Hermione sheepishly walked out of the Room of Requirement the next morning just in time for classes (desperately avoiding the stares, and whistles, of their fellow classmates), Harry and Draco were sneaking out of their room under the Invisibility Cloak.
"I'll see you after classes," Harry whispered.
"Yeah," Draco said, pulling away.
However, he didn't get far. Harry caught his hand and pulled him back into a long-lasting, hungry kiss.
"I'll definitely see you after class," Draco said with a grin. "But now, I've got to go. I don't stay on good terms with Severus just by smiling, you know."
Harry watched Draco walk away and then headed into Muggle Studies, closely followed by Ron and Hermione.
Harry took his seat to Hermione's left, with Ron on her right. She was practically glowing, although Harry wasn't quite sure whether it was from her pregnancy, or her engagement. Harry decided it was both.
Ron too was grinning like a fool. He kept stealing glances at his fiancée.
Harry smiled softly at his best friends. He knew things were going to change. They had actually already changed more than he ever thought.
"Herm, when are you, you know?" Harry whispered.
"August 26, supposedly," she answered.
"And the wed-"Harry started, but was quieted by a piercing glare from Hermione.
"Your birthday," she smiled.
"Really?" Harry asked, his eyes lighting up.
She nodded, giving him a smile that sent shivers to his spine. She reminded him of his mother so much. Their smiles, the tones in their voices were so similar...
Harry took her hand in his and squeezed it gently.
The professor walked in at that moment and Hermione wriggled her hand away to begin her work. That just made Harry beam even more. He turned away and started on his own work.
-
Later that day found Hermione and Ron in the common room.
"Ron, you really ought to get back to your work!" Hermione scolded.
""Erms, you've got to relax," Ron answered, momentarily distracting himself from his game of wizard's chess with Ginny.
"Relax? Midterms are next week, Ron! I'm already so behind my schedule!" she practically yelled, picking up piles of parchment and books and placing them on the table in front of her.
Ron, however, didn't hear. He was too distracted by his queen being broken into pieces.
Hermione took a second to look up and gave Ron a disapproving look which he chose to ignore.
Harry, meanwhile, was enjoying himself quite a bit.
"Where did you learn that?" Harry asked his blonde-haired lover.
"Oh that, let's just say you haven't seen anything yet," Draco teased, slowly moving his hand south.
Harry moaned in surprise.
"No no no. Hermione's going to kill me," Harry protested. "Midterms are next week."
"Fuck Hermione," Draco insisted.
"But you have to promise not to get too jealous. After all, it was your suggestion," Harry joked.
"Ha-ha. You do know that you've officially ruined that mood?"
"That was the goal," Harry said, quite sincerely, getting dressed.
"Veto1," Draco said stubbornly.
"We're back on that?"
"Vah! Denuone Latine loquebar? Me ineptum. Interdum modo elabitur2," Draco joked.
"Well, you said you had to study," Draco continued, raising his eyebrow.
"Velle est posse3," Harry agreed, with a grin.
"All right, I'll give you sentences, you translate. For each wrong answer, you can... hmmm, what can you do? You'll have to take off an article of clothing," Draco said.
"Deal."
"Sua cuique voluptas4," Draco began.
"Are you hinting at something?" Harry smiled.
"Wrong! Robes off!"
Harry rolled his eyes, but complied.
"Totum dependeat!" Draco continued.
Harry raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"Let it all hang out," he defined.
Draco pouted.
"Tuis pugis pignore5!" he continued.
"You do know that none of these are going to be on the test, right?"
"Ha! You got it wrong!" Draco said, doing a little dance in bed.
Harry shook his head but took of his shirt.
"Qui dormit, non peccat6," Draco said.
Harry was about to answer, but bit his lip.
"I don't know," he said.
"Liar! But regardless, off with your pants," Draco grinned slyly.
Harry removed his jeans as well as the rest of his clothes and walked to the bed.
"Might as well get it over with," Harry said, with a deep pretense sigh.
"Oh just get over here!" Draco said, pulling Harry on top of himself.
Harry was about to make another smart remark but was silenced by Draco's lips.
They were lying in each others' arms when they heard a noise.
Harry immediately sat up and put his arm protectively on Draco's.
"What was that?" Draco asked quietly.
"Shh," Harry silenced him.
They listened, but the sound disappeared.
"We should tell Dumbledore."
"You do that," Draco answered, obviously forming a plan of his own.
-- End of Chapter Seventeen --
1. I forbid. 2. Oh! Was I speaking Latin again? Silly me. Sometimes it just sort of slips out. 3. To be willing is to be able. 4. Everyone has his own pleasures. 5. You bet your bippy! 6. One who sleeps doesn't sin.