Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Warnings: Slash
Author's Note: Don't flame. I myself am a Drarry fan. This is just making fun of the badly written ficcies that should be lynched. Also, all spelling mistakes and the like are intentional.
Chapter Two- THE PLOT ADVANCES!
...he began to kiss him. Draco struggled for a few seconds, but suddenly realized how much he'd loved Harry all this time. blah blah blah. [iinsert badly written, incredibly long and tedious lemon I am too lazy to type out here/i]
A few hours later they came out of the closet (HAH! The bad author has made a pun!) and looked around to make sure no one could see them. They went their seperate ways, and now neither could stop thinking about the other.
Harry couldn't stop thinking about Draco. Ever since the night in the closet, every thought had been with Draco... Draco's grey eyes, his gorgeous lips, his nicely muscled thighs... he couldn't stop thinking about Draco. Draco was so hot to Harry. Draco couldn't stop thinking about Harry either... Harry's green eyes, his gorgeous lips, his nicely muscled thighs... he couldn't stop thinking about Harry (a/n: a bit redundant, don't you think?)
"Harry!!1 HARRY!!111 Are you allright, mate? You seem to be all spaced out!" Ron was poking Harry on the head with a quill... he had been doing so for the last half an hour of Potions class.
"That git Malfoy keeps looking at you. Want me to hex him for you?"
For some reason unknown to Ron (iooooo... can you feel the dramatic irony?/i) Harry seemed to get very upset with Ron.
"Shut your mouth Ron! You shouldn't be speaking poorly of Draco!"
Coming up in Chapter 3: Harry gets a mysterious owl... OMG! Who could it b 4m?!!!11111111!!
Warnings: Slash
Author's Note: Don't flame. I myself am a Drarry fan. This is just making fun of the badly written ficcies that should be lynched. Also, all spelling mistakes and the like are intentional.
Chapter Two- THE PLOT ADVANCES!
...he began to kiss him. Draco struggled for a few seconds, but suddenly realized how much he'd loved Harry all this time. blah blah blah. [iinsert badly written, incredibly long and tedious lemon I am too lazy to type out here/i]
A few hours later they came out of the closet (HAH! The bad author has made a pun!) and looked around to make sure no one could see them. They went their seperate ways, and now neither could stop thinking about the other.
Harry couldn't stop thinking about Draco. Ever since the night in the closet, every thought had been with Draco... Draco's grey eyes, his gorgeous lips, his nicely muscled thighs... he couldn't stop thinking about Draco. Draco was so hot to Harry. Draco couldn't stop thinking about Harry either... Harry's green eyes, his gorgeous lips, his nicely muscled thighs... he couldn't stop thinking about Harry (a/n: a bit redundant, don't you think?)
"Harry!!1 HARRY!!111 Are you allright, mate? You seem to be all spaced out!" Ron was poking Harry on the head with a quill... he had been doing so for the last half an hour of Potions class.
"That git Malfoy keeps looking at you. Want me to hex him for you?"
For some reason unknown to Ron (iooooo... can you feel the dramatic irony?/i) Harry seemed to get very upset with Ron.
"Shut your mouth Ron! You shouldn't be speaking poorly of Draco!"
Coming up in Chapter 3: Harry gets a mysterious owl... OMG! Who could it b 4m?!!!11111111!!