June Comes Too Fast 6/?
By Cadena
Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing...
Author's notes and dedications: I would like to thank all you who review segment 5. Thank you. It's good to know that I'm not crazy, well most of the time...
I would like to dedicate this seg to my sister who's in England right now. And to all of her cool friends over there in England that are looking out for her too. I can't wait to meet you all in June!!! YEA!
After his swim in the lake, Harry strolled on into the Gryffindor common room. He saw a crowd over by the bulletin board and went to see what all the commotion was about.
There was a parchment that read in purple ink:
End of the Year.
It's almost here,
So come to our bash.
You'll have a blast.
Say things your never regret,
Meet people you've never met,
Do things you've always wanted,
Don't feel daunted.
Party like there's no tomorrow,
Because there will be no more to follow
Here at Hogwarts.
Great Hall. 7 PM - all houses ... all night
~~
Sounds interesting. Say things you've always wanted to say. Harry thought to himself.
That sounds like trouble.
The common room was full of commotion. Everyone couldn't wait until the party tonight.
Even Harry was excited too. The potential of tonight was explosive.
Anything could happen.
He could even talk to Draco and not worry about what would happen tomorrow. They'd all be gone. It was perfect.
He practically ran upstairs to get ready.
Then he stopped himself. He didn't know why he was getting all washed up and ready just to talk to Draco.
He was just Draco after all.
A guy.
There really was no need to get 'ready'.
He imagined talking to Draco in his current clothes. And Draco in his finest party clothes.
That just wouldn't do.
He'd have to look nice because if he didn't, he wouldn't even get to say two words to Draco before the insults came. He could just hear Draco now...
"Looks like your muggle family didn't want you either, Potter, they don't even buy you decent clothes."
He even could imagine the sneer on his face.
But all the images of the blond Slytherin just made him all the more confused and uncomfortable.
He thought of the way Draco's hair was starting to become wavy in it's length. And about how those waves of hair just framed his face perfectly.
He shook himself.
Why can't my hair be like that? ... So perfect....even when he doesn't do anything to it... He thought as he looked into the mirror.
His hair looked awful.
"You really should try some conditioner, honey." The mirror agreed.
He looked at his watch. He only had about an hour to get ready.
"I don't have time for this" he said to the mirror and walked into the showers.
TBC
I hope you enjoyed! Thank you.
By Cadena
Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing...
Author's notes and dedications: I would like to thank all you who review segment 5. Thank you. It's good to know that I'm not crazy, well most of the time...
I would like to dedicate this seg to my sister who's in England right now. And to all of her cool friends over there in England that are looking out for her too. I can't wait to meet you all in June!!! YEA!
After his swim in the lake, Harry strolled on into the Gryffindor common room. He saw a crowd over by the bulletin board and went to see what all the commotion was about.
There was a parchment that read in purple ink:
End of the Year.
It's almost here,
So come to our bash.
You'll have a blast.
Say things your never regret,
Meet people you've never met,
Do things you've always wanted,
Don't feel daunted.
Party like there's no tomorrow,
Because there will be no more to follow
Here at Hogwarts.
Great Hall. 7 PM - all houses ... all night
~~
Sounds interesting. Say things you've always wanted to say. Harry thought to himself.
That sounds like trouble.
The common room was full of commotion. Everyone couldn't wait until the party tonight.
Even Harry was excited too. The potential of tonight was explosive.
Anything could happen.
He could even talk to Draco and not worry about what would happen tomorrow. They'd all be gone. It was perfect.
He practically ran upstairs to get ready.
Then he stopped himself. He didn't know why he was getting all washed up and ready just to talk to Draco.
He was just Draco after all.
A guy.
There really was no need to get 'ready'.
He imagined talking to Draco in his current clothes. And Draco in his finest party clothes.
That just wouldn't do.
He'd have to look nice because if he didn't, he wouldn't even get to say two words to Draco before the insults came. He could just hear Draco now...
"Looks like your muggle family didn't want you either, Potter, they don't even buy you decent clothes."
He even could imagine the sneer on his face.
But all the images of the blond Slytherin just made him all the more confused and uncomfortable.
He thought of the way Draco's hair was starting to become wavy in it's length. And about how those waves of hair just framed his face perfectly.
He shook himself.
Why can't my hair be like that? ... So perfect....even when he doesn't do anything to it... He thought as he looked into the mirror.
His hair looked awful.
"You really should try some conditioner, honey." The mirror agreed.
He looked at his watch. He only had about an hour to get ready.
"I don't have time for this" he said to the mirror and walked into the showers.
TBC
I hope you enjoyed! Thank you.