Angels and Dragons, Chapter 6: "A Little Comic Relief"
Rating: R
Genre: Romance
Summary: A small display by our main pairing leaves one teacher unconscious, another slightly aggravated, and the Headmaster smiling. What am I talking about? Read on to find out!
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Okay, enough said. Hello again to my loyal reviewer/fan base! This is Ryo-sama coming to you live with another chapter of Angels and Dragons! Yes, that sounds corny, but...Now, as I have said, this chapter leaves one teacher unconscious. Who is it? Can't tell, 'cause then what would be the point of reading the chapter? Sorry, I am rambling again. Well, here is the next chapter. Enjoy! (God bless Meilani-faerie.)
Chapter Six: "A Little Comic Relief"
"So, Harry. What happened over the weekend?"
"What do you mean, Hermione?"
"Oh, don't play dumb, mate. We know something happened between you and Draco over the weekend. You were both practically skipping at breakfast. Now, tell us what happened," said Ron, waving his wand threateningly at Harry.
"You'll want to watch what you do with that thing, Ron. I'm sure Draco wouldn't be too happy if he knew that you'd cursed me."
"Then tell us what happened!" shouted Hermione.
"Keep your voice down. You both are able to figure it out for yourselves, so use your brains and figure it out," whispered Harry.
"No we're no...oh," said Ron as it dawned on him what Harry meant.
"Harry, are you serious?"
"Yes, I am. Dead serious," he added, just for emphasis.
"Hey, love." Harry turned around to find Draco standing behind him with a mischievous grin on his face.
"Hey yourself. What brings you to our table, Draco? I know that you don't want to sit with the Gryffindors during Potions. Or do you?" added Harry.
"Well, as a matter of fact, I would like to. That is, if it's okay with the rest of the Trio?" he asked. Hermione and Ron nodded, smiling at Draco. (A/N: I love when I can make characters out of character in my stories! Carry on!) Instead of sitting in the empty chair next to Harry, though, he sat on Harry's lap.
"Draco, get off! You're gonna kill me," said Harry, who was caught completely off-guard by Draco's sitting on him. Hermione and Ron were shaking with laughter, looking at something at the front of the class. Harry and Draco looked in that direction, and both fell off of the chair that they were sharing, laughing hysterically. McGonagall and Dumbledore were holding up a now unconscious Snape.
"Now really, you two. Try to control yourselves," said McGonagall. Harry tried to calm down, but he looked at the Headmaster, who seemed to be fighting to keep a straight face. That made Harry laugh even harder. Ron and Hermione had by now abandoned all pretenses and had joined Harry and Draco, Hermione using her's and Ron's cauldron for support and Ron leaning against a chair. Most of the class had by now joined in, especially the Gryffindors. McGonagall turned to the Headmaster for help.
"Okay, everyone calm down. Professor McGonagall, please take Severus to Madam Pomfrey. He may need his memory altered, because I don't want him to remember this incident."
"Yes, Headmaster." Professor McGonagall magicked a stretcher for Snape and took him out of the classroom. Professor Dumbledore stayed behind.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter. I would advise you to keep your relationship out of this classroom. I daresay that Severus fainted because he is not used to such displays of affection. Is that clear?" Even though Dumbledore was lecturing them, a twinkle in his eye told them that he found it funny.
"Yes, Sir. Sorry, Professor Dumbledore," said Harry, trying to keep a straight face.
"Yes, sorry Sir," said a now red-faced Draco. Ron and Hermione only nodded their heads in agreement. The rest of the class apologized for laughing, some still not able to speak. Dumbledore seemed satisfied, so he started to walk out of the classroom. At the last minute, he turned around.
"You may all leave because I highly doubt that your teacher will be back for this class." Everyone gathered their stuff and filed out of the classroom.
"Well, that was interesting," said Ron, still chuckling.
"He may be my Head of House, but I agree with you. That was pretty darn hilarious," said Draco with a smile.
"Well, it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't sat on my lap. You could've given him heart failure," scolded Harry, even though he was smiling. "Although, that might not be a bad thing," he added in an undertone.
"Oh, come on, Harry. You know you enjoyed that," said Ron with a smirk.
"Oh, leave Harry alone, Ron. He's just teasing his boyfriend," said Hermione.
"What? I'm not allowed to make fun of my best friend anymore?"
"Oh, give him a break, Hermione. Let him have some fun. Besides, I'm starting to enjoy this conversation," added Draco.
"You would," said Harry.
"Harry, behave yourself. If you don't, there'll be no sex for a week."
"Draco!" Ron and Hermione started to laugh.
"Behave...yourself...Harry. I think...your boyfriend...is serious," said Ron, laughing in between.
"Draco, really. Do you have to broadcast everything so loud? Do you want to give another teacher heart failure?" Draco smiled and leaned against the wall that was currently holding Ron and Hermione up.
"Draco, you'd better stop. You're going to kill my friends."
"Oh, they'll be fine," purred Draco, knowing that his tone of voice would drive Harry crazy.
"Don't do that, Draco! You know I can't handle that," said Harry.
"Harry, I think your "kitten" is trying to tell you something," said Ron, trying to calm down.
"My kitten? Oh please," said Harry, rolling his eyes.
"Aw, you're no fun, Harry," whined Draco, pretending to pout. "You seemed to enjoy it on Saturday." That comment did not help Ron in the least bit because he started laughing all over again. Hermione had finally calmed down enough to stand up, but she was still giggling.
"Draco," warned Harry.
"Harry, you're being mean. Apologize to your boyfriend before he decides to leave," said Hermione. Harry stepped toward Draco and hugged him.
"I'm sorry Draco. My sexy kitten," he whispered so low that only Draco could hear him. Draco smirked.
"Okay, you three. It's time to go to lunch. Get up, Ron," added Hermione, giving Ron a playful kick in the you-know-what.
"Hey! That wasn't nice, Hermione," said Ron, grimacing.
"Well, get up off the floor, then." Ron stood up and limped all the way to the Great Hall.
"Hermione, look at Snape!" said Ron. Hermione and Harry followed his gaze and saw that Snape had a blank look on his face.
"Obviously, something really bad happened to him," said Fred, who hadn't seen what had happened. (A/N: Yes, the twins are still here! All hail the twins!)
"Oh, maybe he's just having a bad day," said Ron, shrugging his shoulders.
"Harry!" At that, Harry turned around.
"What is it, Draco?"
"Do we have homework in Potions?"
"I don't know. Hermione?"
"Don't look at me! I'm as lost as you are. I'd ask Ron, but he's as absent-minded as you are," she said.
"Hey!"
"She does have a point, Ron. We don't always pay attention to homework assignments."
"Yeah, but still..."
"Well, I'm done, so I'll see you later."
"Okay, Harry."
"See ya, mate." Harry stood up and left the Great Hall. A few minutes later, Draco left. As Harry was walking down the hall, he felt someone take his hand.
"Hey love. What's up?"
"Nothing. I just figured that I'd walk with you. Is that okay, Harry?"
"Yes, my sexy kitten."
"I love you, my Harry."
"I love you, my Draco."
"You know, this arrangement is going to be even more difficult."
"What do you mean, love?"
"Well, we only get three nights together."
"Did I affect you that much?" asked Harry teasingly. Draco threw his head back and laughed.
"Well, as a matter of fact, you did. You're very addicting, you know." Harry gave him a lop-sided grin.
"Am I, now? Well, that's nice to know. Thank you, Draco."
"You're welcome, Harry," said Draco with a bow. Harry smiled and hit Draco playfully over the head with his notebook.
"You're hopeless, you know that?"
"Yes, and I'm proud of it too. Does it bother you?"
"Maybe it does and maybe it doesn't. You just keep thinking whatever you think it is, because I'm not gonna tell you." At the sound of approaching footsteps, Harry stopped walking and turned around.
"Ah, just the people that I was looking for," said Dumbledore.
"Hello, Headmaster," drawled Draco. Harry smacked him with his notebook again. "Sorry, Sir," said Draco, rubbing the back of his head.
"Quite all right. Now, I wanted to talk to the two of you about something. Now, what was it? Ah, yes, I remember. Since the two of you are practically attached to each other, I thought of a way to put you in the same room without changing what House you're in. Since I don't like to use the towers for the Head Boys and Girls, I felt that I could let the two of you use it. Is that all right with the two of you?"
"Yes, Sir, but how are you going to explain this? I'm not a Head Boy, and you said yourself that you don't use it," said Harry.
"Oh, don't worry about that. It doesn't matter, anyway. Your relationship isn't exactly a secret anymore, you know. You wanted it to be, so naturally the whole school knows. The password's "Celtic Knot"." With that, Dumbledore turned around and walked off. Draco and Harry stood in complete silence for five minutes before they said anything.
"You know, I always knew that he was off his rocker. I just never knew how far off he really was," said Draco.
"Well, I suppose we'd better check this place out. Do you have any idea where it is?"
"Yeah, I think so. Come on, we'd better go before we're late to our next class."
"Okay." They walked to their next class, which they happened to have together, hand in hand.
"You know, even if he is off his rocker, you gotta admit that he does think of some good ideas once in awhile," said Harry.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Let's just hope that this is one of 'em."
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