Disclaimer: 'You're so vain. You probably think this song is about you. You're so vain. You probably think this song is about you. Don't you? . . . .' I don't know anymore than that. Right I'm supposed to be disclaiming. Look at me disclaim . . . with my disclaiming and saying that it's not mine. Wow I am a really good disclaimer. I should be one when I grow up . . . sorry I'm done.
Story Talk: WAHHH, I thought of a different place for them to have sex. I don't know if it has been written yet, but I have never read it in any fic. So as far as I am concerned it's original. I know it's not really this huge deal, but I wanted to have them fuck somewhere that wasn't very common and that actually exists in the book. And I did it. So read and find out where they have sex. In advanced I am sorry for my awful sex scene. I hate them!
Authoress Ramble: (old ramble from the first time I posted) I don't know how many of you watch American idol, but I love it. However I am extremely pissed off at the stupid Americans who voted for Scott Savol. Er. . . if you happen to be one of them I am sorry. Anyway Scott so should have gone home. Let's take two seconds and ignore the fact that I hate him. He sucked last night. Nearly the whole song was off key and he is so cocky about it. His reaction to what Simon said about how he(Scott) should have gone home. I wanted to fucking smack him. His look was like he thought he did fucking amazing and he so didn't. Jessica on the other hand, I didn't get to hear her yesterday, but today she sounded good. Anwar shouldn't have been in the bottom either. My mom heard a rumor that he's gay by the way.
What do you say straight or not?
I'm going with straight, but I am not sure. Right so it is kinda late and I am tired so I am going to bed even though I didn't do my homework. Wow this was a long ramble. Sorry. So enjoy.
Chapter 19
When the boys got to the room they found it was the same as when they left it except that on the back wall there were two doors. As they walked further into the room they saw that each door had a gold plate on it the one on the right said 'Harry' and the door on the left bore Draco's name. Draco raised an eyebrow at the door.
"Does he really expect us to sleep in different rooms?" Draco said snobbishly.
"Apparently." Harry commented. He had expected them to sleep in different rooms. But if Draco wanted to share who was he to argue. "I really don't feel like unpacking." Harry whined. He closed his eyes and slouched against the door to his room. He opened his eyes when he felt Draco's body against his.
"Me either." Draco replied before kissing Harry's neck. Harry tilted his head back as Draco bit into his soft skin. "I think- we should- shower- first." He said between kisses. Harry just moaned in response as Draco kissed his way back up Harry's neck. He placed a kiss on Harry's lips before pulling away and dragging Harry to the bathroom. Once across the room Draco opened the door to the bathroom.
"What the hell!" The blonde exclaimed.
"What?" Harry asked stepping around Draco to look into what was the bathroom. However instead of a bathroom there was a kitchen. It was small. Across from the door was a sink with two cabinets on each side. To the right of the sink there was a small refrigerator and to the left there was another door which Harry assumed would be the pantry. A stove sat against the right wall with a floor cabinet next to it. In the middle of the room there was a round glass table with two blue chairs that matched the cabinets. Draco let go of Harry's hand and stalked over to table and picked up a note that Harry hadn't noticed. After reading it Draco rolled his eyes and handed the note to Harry.
Harry and Draco,
I hope you are enjoying your new home so far. Though if you have not made it into your bedrooms yet you are probably wondering where you bathroom ran off to. I could not allow the two of you to have only one bathroom between the two of you for the same reason I could not allow only one bedroom. Though whether or not you use both bedrooms is a different matter. ( You couldn't see it, but I just winked.) I think you may find your new bathrooms more enjoyable. I customized them myself.
As for the kitchen. I was trying to figure out what I could do with this space. I didn't want to get rid of it because I was really bored and avoiding my headmaster duties (which is also the reason for this note.). So I was going to turn it into a closet. Then I thought 'No that won't take long enough.' So I decided to make you a kitchen. Even though you don't really need it. I wasn't going to put as much as I did in here and then I got carried away . . . again. I didn't know what you would want so I put money in the pantry and the refri . . . er whatever so that you can buy things. I'm sure getting to somewhere to do so won't be a problem. (I just winked again.) Oh that gives me an idea. I have to go make an invention now. Have fun shopping or showering.
Dumbledore
Harry laughed as Draco set the paper back on the table.
"So I guess being the headmaster's favorite students' boyfriend has its up sides." Draco said coming out of the pantry with a hand full of money. Harry just laughed again and rolled his eyes as he walked toward the blonde.
"So shopping or showering?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around the blondes' waist.
"Well we can't go shopping considering . . ."
"Yes we can." Harry interrupted. Draco raised a questioning eyebrow, which Harry responded to with a nod. Draco rolled his eyes with a small smile.
"Leave it to you to be able to go to Hogsmeade on a week day."
"What can I say, they love me." Harry said sarcastically. "Back to the original question then. Shopping or showering?" Draco thought for a minute before speaking.
" . . . shopping."
"Should've known." Harry commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." Harry said as he walked toward his room.
"What are you doing?"
"It's only six thirty we can't just walk out the door to Hogsmeade." With that Harry walked into his room shutting the door behind him.
Upon seeing the room Harry understood what Dumbledore had meant when he said again. The room was huge. A large bed sat centered on the back wall. The bed, made of dark wood with a red tint, was made with sheets that were red with bits of silver and looked silky. To the left of the bed there was a desk, made of the same wood as the bed. A couch was against the right wall with a matching chair and table next to it. Further down the wall there was a set of doors. Harry walked over to the wooden doors and slid them open. Inside there was a giant walk-in closet filled with clothes of many different styles and colors. Taped to one of the selves there was another note.
Harry,
As I was unpacking your clothes, I noticed that you don't have much to chose from. So I decided to give you some new clothes. Then I got a bit carried away, but I figured you wouldn't mind. Enjoy.
Dumbledore.
P.S. Your cloak is under your pillow.
Harry walked out to get his cloak when he saw another door on the opposite side of the room and a small tv in the corner. (A/N: I know that that isn't possible, but I did it anyway.) As Harry was about to walk out the door opened and in walked Draco. He looked around the room then back to Harry.
"I like my room better. So we'll be staying in there."
"Wow what a surprise." Harry said sarcastically.
"Did you check out the bathroom?" Draco asked as he and Harry walked out of the room.
"No, did you?"
"No, that's why I asked. I figured I could see it when I got back. We should probably get out of here before people start leaving dinner." Harry agreed and guided Draco to the statue of the old witch. He looked around before showing Draco the secret passage way and climbing in.
The walk to Hogsmeade seemed even longer than usual with Draco trailing behind complaining about his appearance.
"How am I supposed to walk around town when I look like I just took a bath in mud?" He complained some more.
"It's not that bad." Harry replied exasperated.
"Not that bad? I haven't been this dirty since I came out of my mother's womb."
"Over exaggerate much?"
"No." He snapped. It was as close to pouting as Draco got which really couldn't be considered pouting. When people pouted they looked cute, or at least not like they were about to rip off someone's head. He had the arm crossing and stomping down though.
"You are so vain."
"I am not vain. I just like to look nice."
"Oh I'm sorry. The gods forbid you get the slightest bit dirty." Harry said, still leading the way through the tunnel.
"The slightest? I am completely covered in dirty!" At that Harry stopped and turned around. Draco didn't have any dirt on him at all. His hair was a little less perfectly placed then usual, but otherwise he was clean.
Harry reached the wall and rub his finger on it then brought it to Draco faced and wiped the dirty across his cheek. Draco gasped as though Harry had hit him and jumped away.
"Now you have dirt on you."
"Harry what the hell?" Harry just shrugged and was about to turn around when Draco jumped at him sending them both to the ground, with Draco riding Harry. Harry saw Draco hand coming toward his face. He closed his eyes and turned his head thinking that the blonde was going to hit him, but all he felt was Draco wiping his hand across his face. Harry smiled then flipped over so that he was on top of Draco, but before he could do anything Draco was on him again. They continued like that until Draco again had Harry on the ground and then collapsed onto Harry's chest, breathing heavily.
"I hate you." Draco complained.
"I love you too." Harry said rolling his eyes. He looked down at the blonde laying on his chest. Draco's hair was completely messed up now and, thanks to the sweat, the dirt that had found his face had turned into mud. His clothes were completely messed up. There was a rip in the sleeve of shirt and one on the shoulder as well.
Harry stroked Draco faced, which was laying on his shoulder, before leaning down to kiss him gently. Draco responded, moving his lips against Harry's then opening his mouth to let Harry's tongue slide in. Harry continued to ravish Draco's mouth as he flipped them over, pinning Draco under his body. Leaving Draco's lips, Harry worked his way down Draco's neck, licking and nipping on Draco's favorite spots. Draco noticed Harry shift before feeling the brunette's hand on his stomach tenderly tracing his abs. He moaned as his attention was drawn away from Harry's roaming hand to his neck which had just been bitten.
Draco laced his fingers through Harry's hair and pulled the other boy up to meet his lips. With a hand on each side of Harry's face he caressed Harry's tongue with his own, as Harry's hands roamed his body. Removing his hands Draco caressed his way down Harry's body until he met Harry's zipper. After working on the zipper his broke this kiss and removed the dirty clothing, leaving Harry bare before him. Draco threw Harry's clothes before flipping them again and removing his own clothing.
If anyone would have walked by the Witch or been in the basement of Honeydukes they would have heard Harry's name amongst countless moans.
