Chapter 8:
"So Harry what was in that package?" Hermione asked him the next evening.
Harry looked up from his text book quickly as Hermione and Ron stared as they waited for a reply.
"Uhhh...the-the package?" Harry asked his cheeks turning bright red.
Hermione nodded.
"Umm..."Harry fiddled with the pages of his book before looking up again. "Um- P-P-" Harry said looking around for something that started with "P". Then he spotted it sandwiched between Ron's text book and his notes. "Porn!"
"What?!" Hermione said eyes wide. Ron lifted his text book up against his chest trying to hide the magazine.
"Who sent you that!" Hermione whispered, as if it were diseased. Ron pulled the magazine out from inside his text book and made a run for it. "Where are you going?" Hermione hissed at him as he got up. Ron quickly turned around the magazine held up with both hands.
"RON!" Hermione gaped at the red head. "You know I hate those despicable things!"
"Hermione! Come on!"
Harry slowly pushed his chair back and slipped out. He grabbed his books and dashed off.
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT! YOU'RE BOTH DISGUSTING!" Hermione shrieked turning back to Harry's empty seat. "NOW, WHERE THE HELL DID HARRY SNEAK OFF TO!"
* * *
Draco crept down the hallway, listening for anything behind him. It seemed ever since he had threatened to turn Pansy into a glue stick she was constantly threatening his life. Not an hour would go with out something horribly un-natural would happen out of no where. It became so bad that at one point Draco stood face to face with live slime ball that was content on swallowing him whole and spitting him out in what would have been an un- clean able goo.
In the comfort of Harry's presence, he had been safe, but there was only so long that he could stay under the brunette's protection. He had other things to do then hang on to Harry poised for tragedy. So Draco had left him and ventured through to the main floors, dodging curses here and there, his luck staying with him the whole time. That was until Draco made his way down the hall way to the boy's showers. He sleeked on down the hall careful with each step.
As he came closer to the door, he heard something squishy, not behind him but above him. Draco stopped and slowly and regrettably looked up. There two gooey eyes stared maliciously down at him.
"Oh shit..." Draco mumbled before a shower of goo came pouring down on him. The monster swayed down in front of him and waited for him to recover from the sudden attack.
He whipped the guck out of his eyes only to come face to face again with the ball of slime. The creature stuck out some sort of tongue and blew raspberries at him before swiftly flying off down the hall way.
Draco silently swore revenge on Pansy, before attempting to continue his journey to the change room.
* * *
Harry had taken the liberty of not noticing the puddle of slime that lay on the floor less then 15 feet away from the door to the showers. He stepped into it and his feet came out from underneath him. He ended smacking his ass hard against the slimy pavement and his text books hit him and the floor.
Harry groaned as he sat up in the guck. He took a few seconds to regain his nerves before standing up. He gathered his books and took the detour around the puddle and its trail to the showers. He looked at the slime leading up to the door and on the handle; he held back the pained smile as he stepped towards it and attempted to turn the knob. It came open easily.
The Gryffindor looked around the door into the change room there was no monster to be seen; only slimily robes and clothes that were underneath them. To the side lay a green and silver tie, it was a Slytherin and Harry had an idea which one it was.
* * *
Draco turned the shower off, the water coming to an abrupt stop. He turned round to his towel, to find there was no towel. He stared at the empty bench in front of him, wondering if he was loosing his mind or whether he really didn't bring one in with him. Perhaps the goo did get to him. He stepped closer to the bench and reached down, his hand gently pressed against the wet wood. He pulled away slowly.
"I could have sworn..."he mumbled to himself.
"Towel?" a voice asked.
Draco's head whipped towards the door. There stood Harry in nothing but a white bath towel wrapped around his smooth hips. He held a towel-Draco's towel- in his hand; his emerald eyes lingering over Draco's naked frame.
He blushed under the brunettes stare; stepping forward he reached for the towel but Harry pulled it out of reach. Draco stumbled forward; he stepped into a small bit of the goo that was left from his travel into the shower. He gaped at his foot being sucked into the guck.
"Now look what you've done!" he said lifting it out slowly.
"You were too slow," Harry replied a cocky grin on his face. Draco swung an arm at Harry, missing his face and grabbing onto the towel before loosing his balance. The two went crashing to a heap onto the tile floor below, Harry on top and Draco pinned below. The two just lay on the floor, eyes locked.
"Now look what you've done," Draco cooed, from under the Gryffindor.
"So Harry what was in that package?" Hermione asked him the next evening.
Harry looked up from his text book quickly as Hermione and Ron stared as they waited for a reply.
"Uhhh...the-the package?" Harry asked his cheeks turning bright red.
Hermione nodded.
"Umm..."Harry fiddled with the pages of his book before looking up again. "Um- P-P-" Harry said looking around for something that started with "P". Then he spotted it sandwiched between Ron's text book and his notes. "Porn!"
"What?!" Hermione said eyes wide. Ron lifted his text book up against his chest trying to hide the magazine.
"Who sent you that!" Hermione whispered, as if it were diseased. Ron pulled the magazine out from inside his text book and made a run for it. "Where are you going?" Hermione hissed at him as he got up. Ron quickly turned around the magazine held up with both hands.
"RON!" Hermione gaped at the red head. "You know I hate those despicable things!"
"Hermione! Come on!"
Harry slowly pushed his chair back and slipped out. He grabbed his books and dashed off.
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT! YOU'RE BOTH DISGUSTING!" Hermione shrieked turning back to Harry's empty seat. "NOW, WHERE THE HELL DID HARRY SNEAK OFF TO!"
* * *
Draco crept down the hallway, listening for anything behind him. It seemed ever since he had threatened to turn Pansy into a glue stick she was constantly threatening his life. Not an hour would go with out something horribly un-natural would happen out of no where. It became so bad that at one point Draco stood face to face with live slime ball that was content on swallowing him whole and spitting him out in what would have been an un- clean able goo.
In the comfort of Harry's presence, he had been safe, but there was only so long that he could stay under the brunette's protection. He had other things to do then hang on to Harry poised for tragedy. So Draco had left him and ventured through to the main floors, dodging curses here and there, his luck staying with him the whole time. That was until Draco made his way down the hall way to the boy's showers. He sleeked on down the hall careful with each step.
As he came closer to the door, he heard something squishy, not behind him but above him. Draco stopped and slowly and regrettably looked up. There two gooey eyes stared maliciously down at him.
"Oh shit..." Draco mumbled before a shower of goo came pouring down on him. The monster swayed down in front of him and waited for him to recover from the sudden attack.
He whipped the guck out of his eyes only to come face to face again with the ball of slime. The creature stuck out some sort of tongue and blew raspberries at him before swiftly flying off down the hall way.
Draco silently swore revenge on Pansy, before attempting to continue his journey to the change room.
* * *
Harry had taken the liberty of not noticing the puddle of slime that lay on the floor less then 15 feet away from the door to the showers. He stepped into it and his feet came out from underneath him. He ended smacking his ass hard against the slimy pavement and his text books hit him and the floor.
Harry groaned as he sat up in the guck. He took a few seconds to regain his nerves before standing up. He gathered his books and took the detour around the puddle and its trail to the showers. He looked at the slime leading up to the door and on the handle; he held back the pained smile as he stepped towards it and attempted to turn the knob. It came open easily.
The Gryffindor looked around the door into the change room there was no monster to be seen; only slimily robes and clothes that were underneath them. To the side lay a green and silver tie, it was a Slytherin and Harry had an idea which one it was.
* * *
Draco turned the shower off, the water coming to an abrupt stop. He turned round to his towel, to find there was no towel. He stared at the empty bench in front of him, wondering if he was loosing his mind or whether he really didn't bring one in with him. Perhaps the goo did get to him. He stepped closer to the bench and reached down, his hand gently pressed against the wet wood. He pulled away slowly.
"I could have sworn..."he mumbled to himself.
"Towel?" a voice asked.
Draco's head whipped towards the door. There stood Harry in nothing but a white bath towel wrapped around his smooth hips. He held a towel-Draco's towel- in his hand; his emerald eyes lingering over Draco's naked frame.
He blushed under the brunettes stare; stepping forward he reached for the towel but Harry pulled it out of reach. Draco stumbled forward; he stepped into a small bit of the goo that was left from his travel into the shower. He gaped at his foot being sucked into the guck.
"Now look what you've done!" he said lifting it out slowly.
"You were too slow," Harry replied a cocky grin on his face. Draco swung an arm at Harry, missing his face and grabbing onto the towel before loosing his balance. The two went crashing to a heap onto the tile floor below, Harry on top and Draco pinned below. The two just lay on the floor, eyes locked.
"Now look what you've done," Draco cooed, from under the Gryffindor.