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A/N: Ah, inspiration again! So here's another mini-chapter :)
Chapter 3
Harry Potter had always thought that Draco Malfoy was A Bit Childish and that Severus Snape was A Bit of a Git. And then they had moved in with him and jealousy had gone rampant. At first Harry had thought that living in such a large house with them would be easy. He was gone half the time for his assignments, and he had plenty to do otherwise. Harry had not considered the pain that he would feel when he saw them together.
Snape always had a cup of tea waiting for Malfoy when he came back from his shifts at the hospital. And Malfoy always offered Snape a back massage when he knew Snape had been leaning over his cauldron for far too long. They scowled and ignored him, and Snape always snarled when they had to make a public appearance. But they were gentle with each other. Or, as gentle as two Slytherins could be.
Harry purposefully ignored the fact that the two men he had seriously lusted after (and whom had inspired feelings within him that he didn't really want to think about) in his short life had ended up together and living with him.
Even when he had to Apparate out of his home in the middle of the night because he simply couldn't take the torture of hearing them doing the nasty on the floor beneath him.
And then they began to watch him curiously. Harry was very aware of the odd looks Snape would give him when they happened to cross paths, those obsidian eyes unreadable but assessing, as if Snape were trying to decide which part of him to use first in his next potion. And the calculating looks Malfoy gave him every so often, silver eyes gleaming. They made Harry nervous. These Slytherins? They were puzzles.
And Gryffindors did not like puzzles.
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