Disclaimer: See Pervious Chapter.
Authoress Ramble: I want coffee. CA here I come and I don't mean Cal. Can you be addicted to addictions? I tried out for Concert Choir last night (the good choir at our school.) and I got a 7/8 on the sight reading which surprised me. I need new strings for my guitar. I haven't played it in a while and I want to. I haven't play my organ either and I think my sister hid the flute again. Maybe I will go teach myself how to play my dad's sax. Wooting is evil. I hate it. So there will be no wooting. Instead we will wot. And those who do not wot will be hit with a U.F.O. A.K.A: A flying pie. Wot, Wot . . . WOT! If you make fun of my Woting Harry and Draco will fight.
Chapter 17
Sex in . . .
"The Headmasters office!" Harry asked.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because Dumbledore sent for you." McGonagall said. (Hehehehahaha)
"What will I miss?" Harry said putting his books back in his bag.
"We're taking a quiz. I was just going to have you transform a millipede into a snake. I have seen you do it already. You get an A." McGonagall said as she pushed Harry out the door.
"Thanks." He said then he headed for Dumbledore's office. When he reached Dumbledore's office he found Dumbledore was already speaking with someone. It was Draco.
"Mr. Potter, please have a seat." Dumbledore smiled, twinkle in place. "I have been chatting with Mr. Malfoy here. He has informed me of your new found friendship and the tutoring agreement that the two of you have."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I was first informed by Professor McGonagall when I asked her how the detentions were going. Mr. Malfoy here has just been giving me the details." Harry gave Draco a quizzical look. Draco replied with a shrug. "How are those tutoring sessions going?"
"Alright, I guess." Harry answered still a bit baffled.
"Mr. Malfoy told me that you haven't told any friends with the exception of Ms. Weasley and Mr. Thomas."
"That's correct."
"How has it been getting away from them?"
"They ask question sometimes, but I don't really give them the chance to ask more."
"How about with you?" Dumbledore asked, crossing his fingers and turning to Draco.
"It's been difficult. A lot of people . . . look up to me so it is hard to get away." Draco looked confused also.
"Well I have a way to solve that problem. How would the two of you like your own room?" Draco and Harry's eyes went wide, though Draco's not as much. They both looked at their headmaster in shock.
"Are you serious?" Harry asked.
"Can you do that?" Draco added.
"I am very serious and I can do this. The question is, do you want it?" Before the boys could comment Dumbledore added. "I'll let you talk about it." He then stood up and walked into another room.
Harry turned to Draco to find Draco looking at him. Before Harry could speak Draco did.
"Is this what you want?" The blonde asked.
"Yeah, I mean, if you want it."
"It'd be good to get away from the common room. The amount of people bothers me." Draco responded. He really wanted to room with Harry because it was with Harry, but he couldn't tell Harry that. He couldn't make himself that vulnerable, regardless of the present. It just wasn't his way.
"Okay." Harry replied, a bit disappointed. "So should I get . . ."
"So you young lads come to a decision?"
"We say yes." Draco answered.
"Good, good. If I understand correctly you already have a room, yes?" Harry looked guilty and gave a nod. "I shall add bedrooms to the room and you can move in after dinner. And when I say move in I mean go there after dinner and your things will be waiting. House elves." Dumbledore added the last with a wink.
"That's good." Harry answered. Draco nodded in agreement when Dumbledore turned to him.
"Fabulous. Well I have things to do, places to go, and people to meet. I am sure you can let yourselves out." With a snap of the fingers he was gone.
"Show off." Draco said. "He said after this he was going to take a nap. He just apperated into that room."
"BUT THE WALK WOULD HAVE TAKEN TO LONG!" Dumbledore yelled from the other room. Harry smiled and shook his head.
"A show off and lazy." Harry smiled. He turned toward Draco who pulled him into a kiss.
"I didn't know you were a poet Potter." Draco said when they pulled apart.
"I'm the boy who lived, I can do anything." Harry said with a smile.
"Let's find out." Draco pulled Harry into another kiss. His tongue plunged into Harry's mouth as his hands slid down to cup Harry's ass. Harry slid his fingers into Draco's hair and his other hand was about to find Draco's length when:
"IF YOU HAVE SEX IN MY OFFICE THAT ROOM IS HISTORY!" Draco and Harry jumped apart, shocked by the voice.
"So, sex in the Headmaster's office probably isn't the best plan." Harry said.
"Yeah. It's kind of a turn off when you think of whom the headmaster is."
"Ew."
"DAMN AND I THOUGHT I WAS SEXY!" Without any further persuasion Harry and Draco ran out the door.
