Kiss Me!
Tine
Harry/Draco
R
My goodness, I am completely in awe at the amount of feedback I received in only one day. Because of this, I feel that I have no other choice than to add another chapter. It is dedicated to Silvrei, who's brilliant suggestion formulated this chapter.
***ENJOY!***
"Professor Dumbledore, may I have a word?" The headmaster looked up from his hardboiled egg, and looked inquiringly at Professor McGonagall, the usual twinkle in his bright blue eyes.
"What is it, Minerva?" The Transfiguration teacher certainly did look agitated about something. She was completely unaware that she was dripping egg yolk down the front her robes. She set her eyes on Dumbledore's friendly face.
"Albus, I do believe Mr Malfoy has hexed Mr Potter."
"And why is that, Minerva?" he asked gently, and it was by the slight curl of his mouth that Professor McGonagall came upon the conclusion that the headmaster already knew the answer to his question.
"I came upon the two boys -" Her voice quivered to an inaudible volume and glanced over at the Gryffindor table, then at the Slytherin table. "Albus, they were holding hands!"
Professor Dumbledore tried hard to disguise his amusement, but it was a daunting task. He too looked from Harry to Draco and then back to his colleague.
"Well, it could have been worse. I recently heard a rumor that poor Severus saw the two of them kissing." At this, he paused to let out a chuckle and eat a bit more of his breakfast. McGonagall was utterly speechless.
"Albus, do you not find this the least bit suspicious?"
"Of course. I may be old, but I am not clueless. There is a very good chance those two boys are dating." McGonagall looked a tad confused. Then she sighed exasperatedly.
"Headmaster, must you make a joke out of everything? This is very serious."
"Oh, poppicock. Minerva, they are simply enjoying each other's company."
"You really don't think Malfoy's hexed Harry?" McGonagall asked, and she sounded slightly hopeful.
"I really don't."
"All right. I'll take your word for it, Albus. Now tell me... Severus saw them kissing?"
"He did indeed. Severus! A moment, if you will..."
Professor Snape glared at his employer. "What is it?" he snapped.
"Please... tell Minerva what happened in the corridor yesterday."
"Albus, you do enjoy making my life miserable."
"It's very important, Severus. We're trying to decide if Harry has hexed Draco."
"Well, all right then. It went like this...."
-FB-
"The next time you talk out of turn, Miss Quirke, I will take an unfathomable amount of points from Ravenclaw. Now get out of my sight!" The frightened third year muttered her understanding and fled Snape's office at top speed.
Professor Snape smiled grimly to himself, and decided he might visit the owlery, or perhaps the astronomy tower. Either one might contain students snogging during their free time, and then he could give them a detention or take points away from their house.
But first, he had to tidy his desk. Moving a neatly piled stack of seventh year essays to a corner of his desk, he left his office and set off, robes billowing around him. He had practised this action for a good year before finally mastering it. Now students positively shuddered when they heard the sound of a robe swishing.
Rounding a corner, he caught sight of Potter and Draco further down the corridor. Draco was facing Potter, with his hand resting on the wall behind Potter. His free hand was clasped with Potter's.
"Did you know Hermione and Pansy are friends now?" Potter's voice boomed, causing Snape's mouth to curl in disgust. Why exactly were these two rivals hand in hand?
"Yes, I saw them at the library the other day. I was actually more shocked at the idea of Pansy going to the library," Draco said. Potter laughed.
"That's not very nice. Anyway, the were sitting near the lake, and as I was passing them, they told me they were willing to pay us a galleon each to watch us in action." Draco looked mildly shocked.
"What did you say?"
"I told them they had better be willing to pay a bit more than that if they wanted to see anything." Malfoy's turn to laugh.
"Well, that's very interesting, because I had an offer just like that from Mandy Brocklehurst and Lisa Turpin earlier today. They offered two galleons, though."
"What did you say?" Potter asked.
"I said sure." Potter laughed again.
"That's naughty, Draco." Draco? Had the whole world died and gone to hell? Snape was seriously going over this thought, when a few shocking things happened.
"Well, I mean, come on. If all we have to do get a little money is snog a bit, then we're home free."
"That's true... is that what you want?"
"What I want, is to taste every visible inch of the delectable skin..." Draco leaned forward, hooked himself onto Potter's throat and began to do just that. Potter moved his head to allow Draco better access. A sound resembling that of a dog's growl came out of Potter's mouth and Draco began to taste his way up to Potter's ear, where he seemed to whisper something. Potter shuddered and lifted his hand, that had previously been holding Draco's, to run it through Draco's hair. Draco moved his head back.
"What do you want to do?" he asked breathlessly. Potter smirked, not unlike Draco would have, and placed both hands on Draco's hips.
"What I want is forbidden in the corridor, but I'll settle for simply..." He didn't finish his sentence, because he had descended upon Draco's mouth. Their lips moved together, and Snape found that his mouth had gone dry. He decided to turn around, and go back the way he'd come. He was just a little disturbed when he heard a loud, distinct moan coming from their general direction.
-EFB-
Both Minerva and Albus were positively crying with mirth. Snape looked livid. He rose to his feet and began to flounce off, but before he got a few steps away, he turned around again.
"And next time you want me to tell you something I witnessed, I suggest you make a more convincing lie. I mean, really, as though Potter would hex Malfoy. It would surely be the other way around."
He left then, leaving his two laughing colleagues in his wake.
(End)
Um... yeah, sorry if it's not as good. I didn't want Snape getting too disturbed, so I left the slash to a minimum. There'll be more next time. That's right... next time.
Still doesn't belong to me. Still belongs to JK Rowling.
Thanks to michelle, that one chick... yeah, Angels Whisper, AllySweet, Eggroll, KittenBabyGirl, heard the own scream, Malicious Dagger, Silvrei, Lunadeath, Jimeko, Yami Lynz, kate, lokisatoshi, zeynel, RaynieceMalfoy, ketsuekiseraph, Scott. If I've forgotten anyone, I'll be sure to include you next time.
By the way, I really need your help on what else I should write in this fic. If you want me to write something, just let me know.
Oh, and if you want to be notified when I update, just let me know in a review (and leave your email), and I'll add you to my mailing list.
Leave a review!
Tine
My goodness, I am completely in awe at the amount of feedback I received in only one day. Because of this, I feel that I have no other choice than to add another chapter. It is dedicated to Silvrei, who's brilliant suggestion formulated this chapter.
***ENJOY!***
"Professor Dumbledore, may I have a word?" The headmaster looked up from his hardboiled egg, and looked inquiringly at Professor McGonagall, the usual twinkle in his bright blue eyes.
"What is it, Minerva?" The Transfiguration teacher certainly did look agitated about something. She was completely unaware that she was dripping egg yolk down the front her robes. She set her eyes on Dumbledore's friendly face.
"Albus, I do believe Mr Malfoy has hexed Mr Potter."
"And why is that, Minerva?" he asked gently, and it was by the slight curl of his mouth that Professor McGonagall came upon the conclusion that the headmaster already knew the answer to his question.
"I came upon the two boys -" Her voice quivered to an inaudible volume and glanced over at the Gryffindor table, then at the Slytherin table. "Albus, they were holding hands!"
Professor Dumbledore tried hard to disguise his amusement, but it was a daunting task. He too looked from Harry to Draco and then back to his colleague.
"Well, it could have been worse. I recently heard a rumor that poor Severus saw the two of them kissing." At this, he paused to let out a chuckle and eat a bit more of his breakfast. McGonagall was utterly speechless.
"Albus, do you not find this the least bit suspicious?"
"Of course. I may be old, but I am not clueless. There is a very good chance those two boys are dating." McGonagall looked a tad confused. Then she sighed exasperatedly.
"Headmaster, must you make a joke out of everything? This is very serious."
"Oh, poppicock. Minerva, they are simply enjoying each other's company."
"You really don't think Malfoy's hexed Harry?" McGonagall asked, and she sounded slightly hopeful.
"I really don't."
"All right. I'll take your word for it, Albus. Now tell me... Severus saw them kissing?"
"He did indeed. Severus! A moment, if you will..."
Professor Snape glared at his employer. "What is it?" he snapped.
"Please... tell Minerva what happened in the corridor yesterday."
"Albus, you do enjoy making my life miserable."
"It's very important, Severus. We're trying to decide if Harry has hexed Draco."
"Well, all right then. It went like this...."
-FB-
"The next time you talk out of turn, Miss Quirke, I will take an unfathomable amount of points from Ravenclaw. Now get out of my sight!" The frightened third year muttered her understanding and fled Snape's office at top speed.
Professor Snape smiled grimly to himself, and decided he might visit the owlery, or perhaps the astronomy tower. Either one might contain students snogging during their free time, and then he could give them a detention or take points away from their house.
But first, he had to tidy his desk. Moving a neatly piled stack of seventh year essays to a corner of his desk, he left his office and set off, robes billowing around him. He had practised this action for a good year before finally mastering it. Now students positively shuddered when they heard the sound of a robe swishing.
Rounding a corner, he caught sight of Potter and Draco further down the corridor. Draco was facing Potter, with his hand resting on the wall behind Potter. His free hand was clasped with Potter's.
"Did you know Hermione and Pansy are friends now?" Potter's voice boomed, causing Snape's mouth to curl in disgust. Why exactly were these two rivals hand in hand?
"Yes, I saw them at the library the other day. I was actually more shocked at the idea of Pansy going to the library," Draco said. Potter laughed.
"That's not very nice. Anyway, the were sitting near the lake, and as I was passing them, they told me they were willing to pay us a galleon each to watch us in action." Draco looked mildly shocked.
"What did you say?"
"I told them they had better be willing to pay a bit more than that if they wanted to see anything." Malfoy's turn to laugh.
"Well, that's very interesting, because I had an offer just like that from Mandy Brocklehurst and Lisa Turpin earlier today. They offered two galleons, though."
"What did you say?" Potter asked.
"I said sure." Potter laughed again.
"That's naughty, Draco." Draco? Had the whole world died and gone to hell? Snape was seriously going over this thought, when a few shocking things happened.
"Well, I mean, come on. If all we have to do get a little money is snog a bit, then we're home free."
"That's true... is that what you want?"
"What I want, is to taste every visible inch of the delectable skin..." Draco leaned forward, hooked himself onto Potter's throat and began to do just that. Potter moved his head to allow Draco better access. A sound resembling that of a dog's growl came out of Potter's mouth and Draco began to taste his way up to Potter's ear, where he seemed to whisper something. Potter shuddered and lifted his hand, that had previously been holding Draco's, to run it through Draco's hair. Draco moved his head back.
"What do you want to do?" he asked breathlessly. Potter smirked, not unlike Draco would have, and placed both hands on Draco's hips.
"What I want is forbidden in the corridor, but I'll settle for simply..." He didn't finish his sentence, because he had descended upon Draco's mouth. Their lips moved together, and Snape found that his mouth had gone dry. He decided to turn around, and go back the way he'd come. He was just a little disturbed when he heard a loud, distinct moan coming from their general direction.
-EFB-
Both Minerva and Albus were positively crying with mirth. Snape looked livid. He rose to his feet and began to flounce off, but before he got a few steps away, he turned around again.
"And next time you want me to tell you something I witnessed, I suggest you make a more convincing lie. I mean, really, as though Potter would hex Malfoy. It would surely be the other way around."
He left then, leaving his two laughing colleagues in his wake.
(End)
Um... yeah, sorry if it's not as good. I didn't want Snape getting too disturbed, so I left the slash to a minimum. There'll be more next time. That's right... next time.
Still doesn't belong to me. Still belongs to JK Rowling.
Thanks to michelle, that one chick... yeah, Angels Whisper, AllySweet, Eggroll, KittenBabyGirl, heard the own scream, Malicious Dagger, Silvrei, Lunadeath, Jimeko, Yami Lynz, kate, lokisatoshi, zeynel, RaynieceMalfoy, ketsuekiseraph, Scott. If I've forgotten anyone, I'll be sure to include you next time.
By the way, I really need your help on what else I should write in this fic. If you want me to write something, just let me know.
Oh, and if you want to be notified when I update, just let me know in a review (and leave your email), and I'll add you to my mailing list.
Leave a review!
Tine