HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Hehehe I feel sneaky! Hehe! Finally done. Been busy and
lazy both at the same time so I haven't been doing it. BUT!!! But I say I'm
finally done! ^^ yay!!!! PARTAY! Thanx again for the reviews back when I
set out the 6 chapter.long time eh?
Well as usual, Harry Potter isn't mine or any of its characters.but have you seen Harry and Draco in the third movie holy crab!! Talk about sexy!
One more thing, I was feeling evil and tired so if your wondering, yes it does end where it does.if you cant guess whats in the box shame on you! No just kidding you'll just have to wait till the next chapter which I hope wont take as long!
Chapter 7: The Pink, the poofy and the shiny.
The next week seemed to zip by; Ron still disguised by Harry's decision refused to talk to him at all, instead when Harry wasn't in ear shot, he'd complain bitterly to Hermione. Hermione slowly blocked out Ron's remarks only nodding and agreeing occasionally. As for the rest of the student body, everyone reacted differently, but it wasn't like this was a new thing. There had been relationships in the past like Harry and Draco's, only thing that worried people was the couple's past to each other. It wasn't what you'd call polite.
When the weekend came there was only 2 days before Halloween; the school had become a blur of black and orange in a matter of hours. On Saturday Harry received a rather large package at breakfast delivered by a big brown barn owl. The owl toppled into a pile of toast when it had dropped the package.
"Do you think it's alive?" Dean Tomas asked from beside Harry.
"Of course it is," Hermione said picking up her spoon. She gently poked it in the back; there was no reaction from it. "Well."
The owl suddenly stirred; got up and swooped off out of the great hall. All eyes turned to Harry and the package wrapped in brown paper. Harry pulled off an envelope from the top of the box. He ripped open the envelope with his finger, and pulled out a small white card. He skimmed through it (for there wasn't much to read) and put it back in the envelope.
Harry stood up and grabbed the box off the table.
"Bloody hell!" he mumbled stumbling back wards. Apparently it wasn't as light as expected.
Harry attempted to turn on his heel, instead ever so gracefully he nearly managed to knock out a few of the on lookers. Quickly apologizing, he moved as fast as he could to get out of the great hall.
* * *
Draco had just come around the corner when someone came rushing into him. The two bounced back and hit the tile floor with a thud. The person held, or rather had held a large package in their arms, which now lay beside Draco, turned upside down. He looked up to see emerald eyes squinting at him and a little lightning bolt scar plastered in between locks of dark brown hair.
"Harry!" he said leaning forward. "I mean, Potter what are you doing down here!"
Harry smiled. Even with the lack of his eye site, he leaned forward his hand in mid air, moving it inches closer to Draco's face.
"Hey! Watch wear you putting those things!" Draco protested as Harry pushed two fingers onto his nose. He pushed the Slytherin's nose up like a pig's nose. Draco attempted to swat the brunette's fingers away, but failed.
"I don't think you're blind at all! Those glasses must be fake, where are they!" Draco looked down at the floor, the boys fingers still pressed on his nose. He looked around searching for the thick black framed glasses.
Draco finally spotted them not too far behind Harry. He pulled the two fingers gently from his nose, and leaned forward. A gently hand cupped under his chin as his fingers grabbed hold of the glasses. Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco on the lips, his tongue finding its way into his mouth. When Harry pulled away a bit Draco smiled and asked "Toast and strawberry jam this morning?"
Harry continued the kiss he had parted from, but it was shortly ended when Draco leaned onto the corner of the brown package. He jolted forward a bit, not to rough though, but it made him turn from Harry's wanting lips to the box.
"So it finally came I see."
"Yeah I read your not and left the great hall immediately. It weighs a ton what on earth is it?" Harry asked his emerald eyes locked on the blonde sitting inches in front of him.
Draco ignored the question, handed Harry his glasses and grabbed the sides of the box. He stood up lifting the package with him.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked looking dreadfully confused when he started walking away.
Draco turned and looked at Harry.
"Honestly Harry! You can't just rip this thing open in the middle of the hall way, it may be the weekend but there's still people that come through here. Come on let's go in here," he said turning towards the door of a class room.
Harry looked dumb founded at Draco, before he got up to aid him with opening the door. Inside there was only a teachers desk and a couple of old text books (which other than the loose pages sticking out the sides, were home to at least an inch of dust on the now soft covers of the books).
Draco placed the package onto of the desk and stepped to the side of it, running two fingers through the dust. He lifted them up and looked at them, before turning to Harry and saying, "Sure is clean." Harry smiled at his sarcastic remark. "So what is it?"
"This Harry is a desk."
"Not that, that!" he said pointing to package.
"Well that is a package; its contents are yet to be known. That's why you're suppose to open it, starting with the brown paper on the outside-"
"I'm not retarded Draco!"
"Are you sure?" Draco teased as he stepped out of arms reach of a hit.
Harry moved over to package and picked at the edges of the paper; he pulled one piece up slowly. Draco placed his hand on top of his, the emerald eyes moving up to meet the warm brown flecks surrounded by the cloudy grey.
"You're going to drive me crazy if you go that slowly," Draco said softly. He stood close behind Harry, his arm reaching around him. He held Harry's hand in his own for a moment, feeling the boy's smooth skin against his finger tips. He brushed his thumb back and forth. He moved the hand back over to the paper and said "Now Harry, you're not going to make much of a princess if you don't know how to open a package."
"A princess!!"
Harry twisted around to face the grinning blonde. Draco cocked his head to the side.
"Come on now, focus Harry. Opening this thing isn't as hard as your making it!" Draco placed his hands on the boy's hips and turned him around again.
Harry didn't bother to try to turn around again, instead he stood there hands on the edge of the paper, while Draco's hands remained on his hips. He lifted it up and tore it across towards the other side of the table. It came off all in one chunk, leaving only a cardboard box underneath. There was two pieces of tape going down the centre of the box, which he pulled off with ease. He grabbed on to the flaps of the box and pulled it open.
Harry's eyes grew large from behind his glasses.
Well as usual, Harry Potter isn't mine or any of its characters.but have you seen Harry and Draco in the third movie holy crab!! Talk about sexy!
One more thing, I was feeling evil and tired so if your wondering, yes it does end where it does.if you cant guess whats in the box shame on you! No just kidding you'll just have to wait till the next chapter which I hope wont take as long!
Chapter 7: The Pink, the poofy and the shiny.
The next week seemed to zip by; Ron still disguised by Harry's decision refused to talk to him at all, instead when Harry wasn't in ear shot, he'd complain bitterly to Hermione. Hermione slowly blocked out Ron's remarks only nodding and agreeing occasionally. As for the rest of the student body, everyone reacted differently, but it wasn't like this was a new thing. There had been relationships in the past like Harry and Draco's, only thing that worried people was the couple's past to each other. It wasn't what you'd call polite.
When the weekend came there was only 2 days before Halloween; the school had become a blur of black and orange in a matter of hours. On Saturday Harry received a rather large package at breakfast delivered by a big brown barn owl. The owl toppled into a pile of toast when it had dropped the package.
"Do you think it's alive?" Dean Tomas asked from beside Harry.
"Of course it is," Hermione said picking up her spoon. She gently poked it in the back; there was no reaction from it. "Well."
The owl suddenly stirred; got up and swooped off out of the great hall. All eyes turned to Harry and the package wrapped in brown paper. Harry pulled off an envelope from the top of the box. He ripped open the envelope with his finger, and pulled out a small white card. He skimmed through it (for there wasn't much to read) and put it back in the envelope.
Harry stood up and grabbed the box off the table.
"Bloody hell!" he mumbled stumbling back wards. Apparently it wasn't as light as expected.
Harry attempted to turn on his heel, instead ever so gracefully he nearly managed to knock out a few of the on lookers. Quickly apologizing, he moved as fast as he could to get out of the great hall.
* * *
Draco had just come around the corner when someone came rushing into him. The two bounced back and hit the tile floor with a thud. The person held, or rather had held a large package in their arms, which now lay beside Draco, turned upside down. He looked up to see emerald eyes squinting at him and a little lightning bolt scar plastered in between locks of dark brown hair.
"Harry!" he said leaning forward. "I mean, Potter what are you doing down here!"
Harry smiled. Even with the lack of his eye site, he leaned forward his hand in mid air, moving it inches closer to Draco's face.
"Hey! Watch wear you putting those things!" Draco protested as Harry pushed two fingers onto his nose. He pushed the Slytherin's nose up like a pig's nose. Draco attempted to swat the brunette's fingers away, but failed.
"I don't think you're blind at all! Those glasses must be fake, where are they!" Draco looked down at the floor, the boys fingers still pressed on his nose. He looked around searching for the thick black framed glasses.
Draco finally spotted them not too far behind Harry. He pulled the two fingers gently from his nose, and leaned forward. A gently hand cupped under his chin as his fingers grabbed hold of the glasses. Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco on the lips, his tongue finding its way into his mouth. When Harry pulled away a bit Draco smiled and asked "Toast and strawberry jam this morning?"
Harry continued the kiss he had parted from, but it was shortly ended when Draco leaned onto the corner of the brown package. He jolted forward a bit, not to rough though, but it made him turn from Harry's wanting lips to the box.
"So it finally came I see."
"Yeah I read your not and left the great hall immediately. It weighs a ton what on earth is it?" Harry asked his emerald eyes locked on the blonde sitting inches in front of him.
Draco ignored the question, handed Harry his glasses and grabbed the sides of the box. He stood up lifting the package with him.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked looking dreadfully confused when he started walking away.
Draco turned and looked at Harry.
"Honestly Harry! You can't just rip this thing open in the middle of the hall way, it may be the weekend but there's still people that come through here. Come on let's go in here," he said turning towards the door of a class room.
Harry looked dumb founded at Draco, before he got up to aid him with opening the door. Inside there was only a teachers desk and a couple of old text books (which other than the loose pages sticking out the sides, were home to at least an inch of dust on the now soft covers of the books).
Draco placed the package onto of the desk and stepped to the side of it, running two fingers through the dust. He lifted them up and looked at them, before turning to Harry and saying, "Sure is clean." Harry smiled at his sarcastic remark. "So what is it?"
"This Harry is a desk."
"Not that, that!" he said pointing to package.
"Well that is a package; its contents are yet to be known. That's why you're suppose to open it, starting with the brown paper on the outside-"
"I'm not retarded Draco!"
"Are you sure?" Draco teased as he stepped out of arms reach of a hit.
Harry moved over to package and picked at the edges of the paper; he pulled one piece up slowly. Draco placed his hand on top of his, the emerald eyes moving up to meet the warm brown flecks surrounded by the cloudy grey.
"You're going to drive me crazy if you go that slowly," Draco said softly. He stood close behind Harry, his arm reaching around him. He held Harry's hand in his own for a moment, feeling the boy's smooth skin against his finger tips. He brushed his thumb back and forth. He moved the hand back over to the paper and said "Now Harry, you're not going to make much of a princess if you don't know how to open a package."
"A princess!!"
Harry twisted around to face the grinning blonde. Draco cocked his head to the side.
"Come on now, focus Harry. Opening this thing isn't as hard as your making it!" Draco placed his hands on the boy's hips and turned him around again.
Harry didn't bother to try to turn around again, instead he stood there hands on the edge of the paper, while Draco's hands remained on his hips. He lifted it up and tore it across towards the other side of the table. It came off all in one chunk, leaving only a cardboard box underneath. There was two pieces of tape going down the centre of the box, which he pulled off with ease. He grabbed on to the flaps of the box and pulled it open.
Harry's eyes grew large from behind his glasses.