The Consequences of Boredom!
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Not my characters, my plot though... or at least lack of
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'Who the hell would be here, it's almost nine, every one is already out and there are no order members expected, and they would normally come by floo.' Harry thought while getting up to answer the door. When he opened the door, he was thoroughly surprised to see Draco Malfoy standing in hit door way. "Um, hi Malfoy what's up?"
"Well I was bored and all of my friends have previously arranged engagements to attend, and I knew that you would be here by yourself with out any thing to do, and don't get angry with me I'm stating the truth, " Malfoy flashed a smirk before continuing "and I was wondering if you want to go some where tonight."
"Um sure, just give me a minute while I go get changed, just come in and make yourself at home, you'll see that the house is looking better," Harry smiled, remembering the altercation with Tonks and Mrs Black that night after she had tripped on the umbrella stand… again "Tonks fixed it up, she had complained way too much to not have it fixed up and I knew that she would end up being here most, along with Remus, and he doesn't really mind what goes on with the house." And with that Harry walked up the stairs, leaving Malfoy to his own doings. Malfoy walked into the newly redecorated house and was shocked to see the difference. All of the old furnishings and portraits had been removed and all of the floor boards and wall paper had been replaced. The floors were now all dark mahogany floor boards and the walls had been repainted dark red. The ceiling was also repainted and was done in white. The skirting was all done in gold.
The old umbrella stand was replaced with a dark mahogany calving of a lion about to pounce. The back of the majestic best had been hollowed for the umbrellas to reside. The stairs were also dark mahogany and had a dark red carpet runner going down them. The old rickety railings were also replaced with dark mahogany and at the end of the railing on the end post there was a calving of a lions head. The eyes where red rubies and they glistened in the candle light from the ever-burning-no-wax-drip candles that were on the intricate beautiful chandelier the hung magically in midair about half a meter from the ceiling (the ceiling had been magically enhanced so it looked higher then it really was).
All of the old Portraits had been removed and now there were just two in the entrance. One was a large portrait of a sleeping Phineas Nigellus (the one form Harry's room from he summer before last.) while the other was a portrait of a large mangy black dog running around, chasing his tail and just being happy. Underneath the portrait was a small gold plaque that had been engraved with the words 'For Snuffles, the mangy but loveable mutt'. Malfoy could see the amount of work put into the picture and the intricate gold frame.
Once he had finished his quick look in the entrance, Malfoy moved into the lounge room. There was a large fire place which was two meters tall and two and half wide. The mantel was calved mahogany. In the centre of it was the head of a roaring lion. Boxing in the fire place were two arm chairs and one two seater couch which were large, plushy and dark red velvet. The feet of the seats were lion claws made of dark mahogany. The floors, walls and ceiling were the same as in the entrance. In the centre of the rectangle made by the seats and the fireplace was a large blood thick carpet rug. It looked very inviting and comfortable to lounge on during a long cold rainy winter's night, in front of the large fire.
Above the fireplace was a life-sized portrait of Godric Gryffindor, standing with his hand on the hilt of his sword, with its point resting in the thick vibrant green grass. In the distance of the unmoving portrait was the mammoth structure of Hogwarts. The sky was as blue as a robins egg, with out a single cloud to be seen. The sun was high in the sky, shining beautifully across the grounds, on to the lake, which was at the feet of the man who resided in the frame. The frame of the masterpiece was gold and was an artwork itself. Underneath this portrait, like the one of snuffles, there was a gold plaque which said 'Godric Gryffindor, a founder of Hogwarts'.
Once he had finished his look around this room too, Malfoy sat down on the armchair facing away from the door. He soon became immersed in his thoughts and so did not notice Harry enter the room, until he cleared his throat to gain Malfoy's attention, and then had to fight really hard not to laugh at the jump of surprise that came from Malfoy. Malfoy quickly stood and turned around and said, "Okay, now that you're… You're… you're…"
Malfoy was completely blown away at the beauty standing in the doorway. Harry had changed into a dark emerald button shirt that clung slightly but allowed for easy movement. His pants were black jeans, and he wore dark green dragon hide shoes that shone nicely in the candle light. His hair was spiked and the tips were now green on the top. He held a black jumper in his hand, for once they went out in the cool night air. Put all this together and you had one gorgeous man, 'To bad he's straight' Malfoy thought, if only he knew.
"Now that I'm what, may I ask?" Harry asked, growing impatient with the continuous staring of the other man.
"Oh, um right sorry, now that you're changed, we can get going … So where do you want to go? We could go to the pub?"
"No Malfoy, I'm not in the mood to get thrown out when they find out that we are under age, and I don't want to get pissed, I'm going to meet up with Hermione and Ron tomorrow, what else could we do… What about the movies?" Harry said.
"Nah, I've already seen all the movies worth seeing. What about dinner?"
"Umm, okay, I know of a really good Chinese restaurant in town, it's called Raska's Place, I've been there with Ron and Hermione once or twice and it's pretty good." Harry said simply.
"'Kay sounds good, let's get going." Malfoy said.
"One sec. I have to leave a note for Lupin and Tonks incase they get here before we do." As he was talking he moved towards the hallway, to a table that held a scroll of parchment, a quill and a pot of ink and wrote a quick note, leaving it on the table in clear view for any one who enters the house. "Okay, that's done, let's get going."
"How are we going to get there? I don't know where it is, so we can't apperate, and the night bus is out of the question, way too bumpy, and too long…" Malfoy said thoughtfully.
"Well I could teleport us there…"
"Wait a minute, did you just say, teleport?"
"Yeah, I know, I know, oh my god he can teleport, how wonderful and different etc. etc. I went through it with my friends don't do it too." Harry said frustrated.
"Sorry, but it's just so… wow… so you can teleport others… that's really… remarkable…"
"Okay stop now before I hex you!" Harry said, obviously getting very pissed.
Malfoy controlled himself enough to keep rambling, but he still had an awed look on his face. "So how will we do this?"
"Well, take my hand and I'll take it from there." Harry said simply.
Malfoy did as he was asked and soon felt a tingle going through him, but he dismissed it as just part if teleporting, while Harry on the other hand knew that it had nothing to do with the teleporting, but he just pushed it from his mind.
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AN/ Just remember this will be slash, (not overly though so don't worry) but if you are against this then don't read, simple… Please review, keep criticism to a helpful manner, and don't burn me just cause you don't like slash, I have warned you!
Byes :-P
