"Are you threatening me?" Harry growled angrily at his former friend.
"N-no," Ron stammered nervously under the heavy, unfriendly looks Harry and Draco were boring into him. Ron decided that Draco was his best bet at the moment, because whereas Harry lost his temper quite frequently, Draco never seemed to. Although Ron knew deep down, that he probably had. He'd seen the results of Draco's bad mood in their seventh year at Hogwarts - it was something Ron did not ever want to see again.
"I was just merely stating a fact..." Ron explained, hurriedly.
"So you've all been sat there, waiting for Skyler to go to Hogwarts so you could throw it back in my face?" Harry pondered aloud, his fists clenching in Draco's hands. Draco whispered something calming into his ear, his eyes not leaving Ron's. It seemed to do the trick however as Harry relaxed slightly.
"H-Harry, it's not l-like that..." Ron pleaded, his brown eyes wide with desperation. "It's.w-we're all w-worried about our children, n-now, that.well, never mind." Ron averted his eyes. They landed on a portrait of Skyler hanging above the fireplace. She was smiling and cuddling her teddy bear. She couldn't have more than six at the time.
Harry's gaze remained on Ron, his lips drawn into a tight line, but Draco looked curious.
"Never mind what, Weasel?" Draco demanded. Harry's gaze was still as cold as ice, boring into the redhead.
"I-I cant say," Ron whined, his eyes pleading with the men looking down at him. "All I can is that Snape is a good wizard, but he won't be able to resist what lies ahead."
Harry sighed, leaning against Draco in a tired defeat. "I will have decided by Christmas," Harry stated. "Do not try to contact me before the end of Christmas break, otherwise I will forget I even considered it."
Ron nodded slowly before excusing himself and practically sprinting for the back door.
Draco pulled away from his husband and looked at him, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Don't say it," Harry pleaded as Draco's smirk turned into a full smile.
"Professor Potter," Draco giggled, laughing insanely. Harry let out a yelp that sounded more like an escaped giggle, then he dropped on Draco's lap and faked a sob.
"Oh, dear God," Harry said, his voice muffled from Draco's shoulder. Then his head snapped up and he looked into Draco's eyes. Draco raised an eyebrow, then realisation dawned on him and his face became contorted with panic.
"OH NO!" He protested, standing up quickly, causing Harry to slide onto the floor.
"Oh, come on, baby, you could work DADA!" Harry laughed, suddenly liking the idea.
"No," Draco replied, trying to sound firm, but actually more pleading. "Please," he added as an afterthought, gulping loudly, knowing from experience that what Harry wanted, Harry got.
"Well, we'll see," Harry smiled, getting fed up of Draco backing away from his touches already. "But you'll have to do something to." Harry looked at Draco innocently, "take my mind off it." Harry batted his eyelashes and Draco burst into laughter, before walking over to Harry, snaking a hand around his waist and pulling his husband to him.
"I'll see what I can do," Draco agreed, sweeping Harry into his arms and carrying him up the stairs.
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Skyler dropped unhappily into a chair, glaring at Rebecca, whose hair was windblown and messy.
"You did great," Becca told her enthusiastically.
"I fell off!" Skyler whined, her head in her hands. "Everybody laughed."
"Nobody laughed. You caught the Snitch." Becca gasped, surprised about how her friend could be so bummed. "If you don't get on the team, they're idiots. Besides, my mum says Harry Potter fell of his broom every time he caught the Snitch-" Becca stopped and smiled. "Oh yeah, guess you knew."
The two girls giggled and Skyler sighed, trying to release all the tension.
"Yeah, he still falls off now," she laughed, remembering the last time she had watched her parents play. They hadn't even played properly; they'd just let the Snitch out and saw who got it first.
Harry had gone flying, slammed into Draco's broom and the two had ended up in a heap on the floor. Caught between their bodies was the Snitch.
Rebecca smiled and sat down cross legged on the cold dungeon floor.
"Where're the boys?" she asked, looking around. Neither of the boys had made an appearance since the Headmaster had shouted at them. In the month they had been at Hogwarts, they had learned that a Slytherin in trouble was a very rare occurrence.
Skyler was running her wand through her fingers, wondering what her parents were up to.
"What's up now?" Becca asked, pulled a sweet from her robe and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Just wondering what's happening at home," Skyler sighed. Becca nodded; she too was having this very problem.
"Lets see," she gasped, remembering a spell her father had taught her, just in case she had missed them, though her mother had scolded him and told him that 'her' daughter was not that sentimental and would be fine.
Rebecca pulled out her wand and drew an imaginary circle on the floor. After that she tapped the circle three times and said, "Mirroer Incasie." The circle started swirling until a clear picture was visible. It showed two very posh people sitting in very expensive leather chairs, talking to two other people whose backs were to the picture.
"Oh, a meeting," Rebecca giggled. "I've never seen one of their meetings before," she chuckled watching intently; Skyler, however, was mimicking her friend's earlier movements and drew the same circle.
The circle swirled and started coming into focus. Becca looked over and into the circle; she squinted and then laughed,
"Sky, why are your parents in bed at this time of the day?" she smirked Skyler squinted as well. She tried to make out what they were doing. As the picture came more into focus, she saw the figures were moving.
Both girls stared at them, trying to figure out what they were doing as the picture kept going blurry.
Just then they caught a glimpse of Draco, kissing Harry. The sheets must have fallen off because suddenly the picture was filled with a lot of skin. Skyler blushed and threw a pillow over the circle, completely in shock.
"OH MY GOD!" she yelped. Becca, who was looking confused, raised an eyebrow. Finally it clicked, from what little she had learnt about sex, she gasped.
"OHHH, so that's why it was blurry," she sighed, as she laughed at her best friend's pale, grossed out state. "I didn't think it looked that ba-" she started. She stopped short when a pillow flew through the air and connected with her head. She glared at Skyler, but said nothing more about the subject.
Her friend looked horrified enough for one day.
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First off - MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
Second off - Thank you for all of the reviews. You're all so good to me! I don't deserve it.**giggles**..okay yes I do **needs extra-wide doorways to fit her massive head through**
And on requests -
Tigerblak - Thanx hon, great idea, I think I might use something similar to that - only Voldemort won't be back.in person anyway! *Wink*
The rest of you who have mentioned knowing more about the Rom/Hermione/Harry bust up - all will be revealed as you want (. I just wanna get the ball rolling so-to-speak and then we'll be delving more into the past! I actually have to write a prequel to this - I have one on my comp so I know where I'm coming from.
Maybe I'll post it on ff.net in the future!
Thanx for all you're support in regard to my exams! And all you're comments about the flamer. You make me feel so much better, THANK YOU.
Until next update (hopefully very soon since my exams have finished).
- Akasha xxxxxxx
"N-no," Ron stammered nervously under the heavy, unfriendly looks Harry and Draco were boring into him. Ron decided that Draco was his best bet at the moment, because whereas Harry lost his temper quite frequently, Draco never seemed to. Although Ron knew deep down, that he probably had. He'd seen the results of Draco's bad mood in their seventh year at Hogwarts - it was something Ron did not ever want to see again.
"I was just merely stating a fact..." Ron explained, hurriedly.
"So you've all been sat there, waiting for Skyler to go to Hogwarts so you could throw it back in my face?" Harry pondered aloud, his fists clenching in Draco's hands. Draco whispered something calming into his ear, his eyes not leaving Ron's. It seemed to do the trick however as Harry relaxed slightly.
"H-Harry, it's not l-like that..." Ron pleaded, his brown eyes wide with desperation. "It's.w-we're all w-worried about our children, n-now, that.well, never mind." Ron averted his eyes. They landed on a portrait of Skyler hanging above the fireplace. She was smiling and cuddling her teddy bear. She couldn't have more than six at the time.
Harry's gaze remained on Ron, his lips drawn into a tight line, but Draco looked curious.
"Never mind what, Weasel?" Draco demanded. Harry's gaze was still as cold as ice, boring into the redhead.
"I-I cant say," Ron whined, his eyes pleading with the men looking down at him. "All I can is that Snape is a good wizard, but he won't be able to resist what lies ahead."
Harry sighed, leaning against Draco in a tired defeat. "I will have decided by Christmas," Harry stated. "Do not try to contact me before the end of Christmas break, otherwise I will forget I even considered it."
Ron nodded slowly before excusing himself and practically sprinting for the back door.
Draco pulled away from his husband and looked at him, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Don't say it," Harry pleaded as Draco's smirk turned into a full smile.
"Professor Potter," Draco giggled, laughing insanely. Harry let out a yelp that sounded more like an escaped giggle, then he dropped on Draco's lap and faked a sob.
"Oh, dear God," Harry said, his voice muffled from Draco's shoulder. Then his head snapped up and he looked into Draco's eyes. Draco raised an eyebrow, then realisation dawned on him and his face became contorted with panic.
"OH NO!" He protested, standing up quickly, causing Harry to slide onto the floor.
"Oh, come on, baby, you could work DADA!" Harry laughed, suddenly liking the idea.
"No," Draco replied, trying to sound firm, but actually more pleading. "Please," he added as an afterthought, gulping loudly, knowing from experience that what Harry wanted, Harry got.
"Well, we'll see," Harry smiled, getting fed up of Draco backing away from his touches already. "But you'll have to do something to." Harry looked at Draco innocently, "take my mind off it." Harry batted his eyelashes and Draco burst into laughter, before walking over to Harry, snaking a hand around his waist and pulling his husband to him.
"I'll see what I can do," Draco agreed, sweeping Harry into his arms and carrying him up the stairs.
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Skyler dropped unhappily into a chair, glaring at Rebecca, whose hair was windblown and messy.
"You did great," Becca told her enthusiastically.
"I fell off!" Skyler whined, her head in her hands. "Everybody laughed."
"Nobody laughed. You caught the Snitch." Becca gasped, surprised about how her friend could be so bummed. "If you don't get on the team, they're idiots. Besides, my mum says Harry Potter fell of his broom every time he caught the Snitch-" Becca stopped and smiled. "Oh yeah, guess you knew."
The two girls giggled and Skyler sighed, trying to release all the tension.
"Yeah, he still falls off now," she laughed, remembering the last time she had watched her parents play. They hadn't even played properly; they'd just let the Snitch out and saw who got it first.
Harry had gone flying, slammed into Draco's broom and the two had ended up in a heap on the floor. Caught between their bodies was the Snitch.
Rebecca smiled and sat down cross legged on the cold dungeon floor.
"Where're the boys?" she asked, looking around. Neither of the boys had made an appearance since the Headmaster had shouted at them. In the month they had been at Hogwarts, they had learned that a Slytherin in trouble was a very rare occurrence.
Skyler was running her wand through her fingers, wondering what her parents were up to.
"What's up now?" Becca asked, pulled a sweet from her robe and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Just wondering what's happening at home," Skyler sighed. Becca nodded; she too was having this very problem.
"Lets see," she gasped, remembering a spell her father had taught her, just in case she had missed them, though her mother had scolded him and told him that 'her' daughter was not that sentimental and would be fine.
Rebecca pulled out her wand and drew an imaginary circle on the floor. After that she tapped the circle three times and said, "Mirroer Incasie." The circle started swirling until a clear picture was visible. It showed two very posh people sitting in very expensive leather chairs, talking to two other people whose backs were to the picture.
"Oh, a meeting," Rebecca giggled. "I've never seen one of their meetings before," she chuckled watching intently; Skyler, however, was mimicking her friend's earlier movements and drew the same circle.
The circle swirled and started coming into focus. Becca looked over and into the circle; she squinted and then laughed,
"Sky, why are your parents in bed at this time of the day?" she smirked Skyler squinted as well. She tried to make out what they were doing. As the picture came more into focus, she saw the figures were moving.
Both girls stared at them, trying to figure out what they were doing as the picture kept going blurry.
Just then they caught a glimpse of Draco, kissing Harry. The sheets must have fallen off because suddenly the picture was filled with a lot of skin. Skyler blushed and threw a pillow over the circle, completely in shock.
"OH MY GOD!" she yelped. Becca, who was looking confused, raised an eyebrow. Finally it clicked, from what little she had learnt about sex, she gasped.
"OHHH, so that's why it was blurry," she sighed, as she laughed at her best friend's pale, grossed out state. "I didn't think it looked that ba-" she started. She stopped short when a pillow flew through the air and connected with her head. She glared at Skyler, but said nothing more about the subject.
Her friend looked horrified enough for one day.
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First off - MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
Second off - Thank you for all of the reviews. You're all so good to me! I don't deserve it.**giggles**..okay yes I do **needs extra-wide doorways to fit her massive head through**
And on requests -
Tigerblak - Thanx hon, great idea, I think I might use something similar to that - only Voldemort won't be back.in person anyway! *Wink*
The rest of you who have mentioned knowing more about the Rom/Hermione/Harry bust up - all will be revealed as you want (. I just wanna get the ball rolling so-to-speak and then we'll be delving more into the past! I actually have to write a prequel to this - I have one on my comp so I know where I'm coming from.
Maybe I'll post it on ff.net in the future!
Thanx for all you're support in regard to my exams! And all you're comments about the flamer. You make me feel so much better, THANK YOU.
Until next update (hopefully very soon since my exams have finished).
- Akasha xxxxxxx