Warning: Lots of slash, and other fun stuff. You no like, you no read.
A/N: I was told to get to the challenge [and I was trying to space out the fun] so here we go...
***
It was Transfiguration. Hermione was being brillant, as usual, and Ron was consistantly turning the teapot into a dove, which by itself was a bit sappy. Harry almost felt bad for him, but Ron definately did not need to know that Hermione was not exactly Miss Prim.
McGonagal droned on. Harry's talent with Transfiguration had appeared after the first time he had been with Draco, to the astonishment of everyone. McGonagal had muttered about James and Lily, and a broken curfew, but Harry didn't care. It had happened in every subject, and Harry was able to write in Parseltongue also, and enchanted a decoder for Draco.
Harry was bored changing the teapot into kittens, so he decided to flirt. Seamus looked too intent on his work. Harry sauntered over... and then the class ended.
Harry shrugged and then remembered that classes were over for the day. Time for immediate preperation.
***
Draco was sitting in Charms, and was tired of sending Crabbe's left shoe across the room. If he knew Harry as he knew he did, the horny little bugger should be planning a flirting attack right about now.
The class ended. Draco smiled. Harry may be attractive and smart, but he was loyal and predictable, and that was the way Draco wanted him to be.
***
Draco and Harry met in Draco's room. They both changed into less suitable clothes, and put their robes on over them. Harry's green leather thong was inspected by Draco, and was found to be skimpy enough. Draco wore a matching scarlet one. Harry and Draco coated themselves with oil, the vanilla one that would be absorbed in the skin until the wearer wished it to appear. They would both be at dinner until before dessert, where they would get ready for the display.
Draco had conjured up an "Arose-O-Meter". The potion was tied to it, and after an hour, each person would be brought back to their original state. It would be the most fair way, since his father could not tamper with it. Soon they were both ready for dinner.
***
Severus felt, well, ugly. Would Lucius mind if he took off his glamor? It could win them the challenge. Speaking of Lucius, where is he?
Severus walked down the corridors toward the Room of Requirement. After walking past three times, Severus walked in.
***
Lucius saw Severus, and grinned. The Harry dolls were all used since the night before, and Lucius had had quite a few dreams. And Lucius dreamed of a glamor-less Severus.
"Sevvie, my dear. You've been hiding something, haven't you?"
***
TBC...
A/N: Didn't want to jump too fast... and I don't know what Sev and Luc should wear. Any suggestions? Please tell.
A/N: I was told to get to the challenge [and I was trying to space out the fun] so here we go...
***
It was Transfiguration. Hermione was being brillant, as usual, and Ron was consistantly turning the teapot into a dove, which by itself was a bit sappy. Harry almost felt bad for him, but Ron definately did not need to know that Hermione was not exactly Miss Prim.
McGonagal droned on. Harry's talent with Transfiguration had appeared after the first time he had been with Draco, to the astonishment of everyone. McGonagal had muttered about James and Lily, and a broken curfew, but Harry didn't care. It had happened in every subject, and Harry was able to write in Parseltongue also, and enchanted a decoder for Draco.
Harry was bored changing the teapot into kittens, so he decided to flirt. Seamus looked too intent on his work. Harry sauntered over... and then the class ended.
Harry shrugged and then remembered that classes were over for the day. Time for immediate preperation.
***
Draco was sitting in Charms, and was tired of sending Crabbe's left shoe across the room. If he knew Harry as he knew he did, the horny little bugger should be planning a flirting attack right about now.
The class ended. Draco smiled. Harry may be attractive and smart, but he was loyal and predictable, and that was the way Draco wanted him to be.
***
Draco and Harry met in Draco's room. They both changed into less suitable clothes, and put their robes on over them. Harry's green leather thong was inspected by Draco, and was found to be skimpy enough. Draco wore a matching scarlet one. Harry and Draco coated themselves with oil, the vanilla one that would be absorbed in the skin until the wearer wished it to appear. They would both be at dinner until before dessert, where they would get ready for the display.
Draco had conjured up an "Arose-O-Meter". The potion was tied to it, and after an hour, each person would be brought back to their original state. It would be the most fair way, since his father could not tamper with it. Soon they were both ready for dinner.
***
Severus felt, well, ugly. Would Lucius mind if he took off his glamor? It could win them the challenge. Speaking of Lucius, where is he?
Severus walked down the corridors toward the Room of Requirement. After walking past three times, Severus walked in.
***
Lucius saw Severus, and grinned. The Harry dolls were all used since the night before, and Lucius had had quite a few dreams. And Lucius dreamed of a glamor-less Severus.
"Sevvie, my dear. You've been hiding something, haven't you?"
***
TBC...
A/N: Didn't want to jump too fast... and I don't know what Sev and Luc should wear. Any suggestions? Please tell.