Don't Drop The Soap
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,799
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The begining?
Harry and Ron sat at dinner discussing something decidedly not normal...
"You just had to kill my chocolate bar!"
"Ron," said an exasperated Harry, noticing the stares, "Shut up. I did not kill your chocolate bar. I dropped it. On accident. And besides, it's not like I broke it!"
"It's gonna sue you for emotional damages, Harry, not to mention pain and suffering."
"That's like saying dropping the soap in the shower is murder!"
Draco Malfoy, bouncing ferret extrodinaire, had been listening, and as Ron opened his mouth to say something, he decided to put in his two cents in.
"Nope, that's statutory rape."
Harry, ron and the twins; Fred and George, gaped at each other and burst into laughter. What our delightfully oblivious harry didn't notice was one very sad and wistful blonde ferret watching him. The twins, however, did. They gave each other a look. Yeah, one of those. Harry stopped laughing, acting paranoid.
"What? What? Is there someone behind me?"
Before they could respond, he turned and locked eyes with Draco. Unfortuneately for Draco, he didn't have enoguh time to compose himself before Harrysaw him. Horror-stricken, Harry turned to the twins in shock.
"Did you guys tell him? Tell me the truth."
"NO!" Fred and George looked at each other. "Er. What we mean.." "Is no." "We didn't mean to shout at you." " We're as shocked as you." "Swears." Now, keep in mind, the twins went back and forth, back and forth, finishing each other's sentences.
Harry turned to Ron.
Ron held his hands up. "Not me! I don't even talk to yhe amazing bouncing ferret! I hate the guy!"
"Dammit. Someone must've told him..."
"Well, maybe not, Harry..."
"What's that supposed to mean, Fred?"
"Well, he did look pretty sad..." "And he's been trying to be nice to you.." "And.."
Peop;e always have the best timeing. This particulary nerve-wracking train of thought was interupted by Professor Dumbledor.
"Students, I have a wonderful announcement to make. This year for both the halloween ball and the christams balls, the theme shall be masquerades! So in your classes you shall learn both muggle and wizard ways to disguise yourself from your peers. However you must register yourself and your date's costumes, or you won't be permitted to enter the ball. A welcome break, yes?"
The students cheered. And no one noticed if some students cheered louder than others, like, oh say a plotting blonde slytherin watching a happy-go-lucky gryffindor.
"You just had to kill my chocolate bar!"
"Ron," said an exasperated Harry, noticing the stares, "Shut up. I did not kill your chocolate bar. I dropped it. On accident. And besides, it's not like I broke it!"
"It's gonna sue you for emotional damages, Harry, not to mention pain and suffering."
"That's like saying dropping the soap in the shower is murder!"
Draco Malfoy, bouncing ferret extrodinaire, had been listening, and as Ron opened his mouth to say something, he decided to put in his two cents in.
"Nope, that's statutory rape."
Harry, ron and the twins; Fred and George, gaped at each other and burst into laughter. What our delightfully oblivious harry didn't notice was one very sad and wistful blonde ferret watching him. The twins, however, did. They gave each other a look. Yeah, one of those. Harry stopped laughing, acting paranoid.
"What? What? Is there someone behind me?"
Before they could respond, he turned and locked eyes with Draco. Unfortuneately for Draco, he didn't have enoguh time to compose himself before Harrysaw him. Horror-stricken, Harry turned to the twins in shock.
"Did you guys tell him? Tell me the truth."
"NO!" Fred and George looked at each other. "Er. What we mean.." "Is no." "We didn't mean to shout at you." " We're as shocked as you." "Swears." Now, keep in mind, the twins went back and forth, back and forth, finishing each other's sentences.
Harry turned to Ron.
Ron held his hands up. "Not me! I don't even talk to yhe amazing bouncing ferret! I hate the guy!"
"Dammit. Someone must've told him..."
"Well, maybe not, Harry..."
"What's that supposed to mean, Fred?"
"Well, he did look pretty sad..." "And he's been trying to be nice to you.." "And.."
Peop;e always have the best timeing. This particulary nerve-wracking train of thought was interupted by Professor Dumbledor.
"Students, I have a wonderful announcement to make. This year for both the halloween ball and the christams balls, the theme shall be masquerades! So in your classes you shall learn both muggle and wizard ways to disguise yourself from your peers. However you must register yourself and your date's costumes, or you won't be permitted to enter the ball. A welcome break, yes?"
The students cheered. And no one noticed if some students cheered louder than others, like, oh say a plotting blonde slytherin watching a happy-go-lucky gryffindor.