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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
7,539
Reviews:
40
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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9 days he was trapped inside the shielding spell. 9 freaking days! People wouldn’t even use that shower anymore because they feared Mental Malfoy, like most were beginning to call him, would rape them. Being unable to move for over a week intensified his hearing and made him obsessively observing. No one but him would have notice the insignificant growth of the fungus on the wall, what made him realize it was more alive than he was. 9 days, until Potter showed his face again.
‘Malfoy?’
‘What do you want from me now?’
‘I came to check up on you’, Potter said calmly. ‘It has reached my ears your going a little crazy…’
‘For your information, I’m perfectly fine. I’ve been…’ Suddenly, Draco’s face lit up and an insane smile grew on it. ‘Listen, listen…’, he said lifting a hand for him not to make a noise, and then started laughing loudly.
‘What?’, Potter asked, trying not to laugh himself.
‘Someone just flushed the toilet in the third floor!’, Draco laughed.
‘So what?’
‘So what?! Hearing toilet flushing has been the only sort of humour I’ve had for over a week, Potter! Well, that and Fiona Fungus, of course…’
‘Fiona Fungus?’, Potter asked intrigued. ‘You mean that big black stain on the wall?’
‘How dare you offend Fiona! Big black stain…’, Draco scowled.
‘I’m sorry. That was very rude of me. But why Fiona?’
‘Well, you know how everything around here has the same initials? Like Moaning Myrtle, the Shrieking Shack, Hogwarts… no, forget that one… Salazar Slytherin…’
‘Alright, I get it.’
‘Well, I needed a name that had the same initial as Fungus and…’, Draco exploded in laughter again. ‘The teacher’s lounge! That’s a classic!’
‘OK, I’m getting you out of there. Finite Incantatem!’
The charm Draco was using as a chair vanished. He stretched for the first time in 9 days and made a loop.
‘I’m free again! Look, Fiona! I’m free!’
‘I definitely should’ve released you sooner…’
Draco flew through Potter, leaving him breathless once again.
‘That’s for trapping me’, he said, and blew his neck softly. ‘And that’s for letting me go.’
‘You really are crazy, Malfoy.’
‘I’m crazy? You’re the one who has sex with ghosts.’
‘I do not have sex with ghosts!’
‘Are you saying what we had was a mistake?’
‘What I’m saying is that you’re the only ghost I ever did it with, so you shouldn’t generalize.’
‘Well, what do you say… it seems I am special after all’, Draco smirked.
‘Yes, Malfoy… you’re a real catch’, he replied rolling his eyes.
‘Thank you, Scarhead’, he said in a faked sweet tone. ‘I’ll see you later, I’m sick of his bloody bathroom.’
‘Fine. But no more possessing, unless you want me to trap you again’, Potter warned him.
‘Yes, Mother’, he mocked. ‘Bye, Fiona! I’m going to show this school Mental Malfoy’s on the loose again!’
A/N: I think I should explain where the hell did I get Fiona Fungus\' idea from. When I was about 4, I used to speak to the fungus on the ceiling. Well, there’s your explanation, hehe. Thank you all for reading and reviewing. Fefs, you’re free to add me (I sort of lost your address)
9 days he was trapped inside the shielding spell. 9 freaking days! People wouldn’t even use that shower anymore because they feared Mental Malfoy, like most were beginning to call him, would rape them. Being unable to move for over a week intensified his hearing and made him obsessively observing. No one but him would have notice the insignificant growth of the fungus on the wall, what made him realize it was more alive than he was. 9 days, until Potter showed his face again.
‘Malfoy?’
‘What do you want from me now?’
‘I came to check up on you’, Potter said calmly. ‘It has reached my ears your going a little crazy…’
‘For your information, I’m perfectly fine. I’ve been…’ Suddenly, Draco’s face lit up and an insane smile grew on it. ‘Listen, listen…’, he said lifting a hand for him not to make a noise, and then started laughing loudly.
‘What?’, Potter asked, trying not to laugh himself.
‘Someone just flushed the toilet in the third floor!’, Draco laughed.
‘So what?’
‘So what?! Hearing toilet flushing has been the only sort of humour I’ve had for over a week, Potter! Well, that and Fiona Fungus, of course…’
‘Fiona Fungus?’, Potter asked intrigued. ‘You mean that big black stain on the wall?’
‘How dare you offend Fiona! Big black stain…’, Draco scowled.
‘I’m sorry. That was very rude of me. But why Fiona?’
‘Well, you know how everything around here has the same initials? Like Moaning Myrtle, the Shrieking Shack, Hogwarts… no, forget that one… Salazar Slytherin…’
‘Alright, I get it.’
‘Well, I needed a name that had the same initial as Fungus and…’, Draco exploded in laughter again. ‘The teacher’s lounge! That’s a classic!’
‘OK, I’m getting you out of there. Finite Incantatem!’
The charm Draco was using as a chair vanished. He stretched for the first time in 9 days and made a loop.
‘I’m free again! Look, Fiona! I’m free!’
‘I definitely should’ve released you sooner…’
Draco flew through Potter, leaving him breathless once again.
‘That’s for trapping me’, he said, and blew his neck softly. ‘And that’s for letting me go.’
‘You really are crazy, Malfoy.’
‘I’m crazy? You’re the one who has sex with ghosts.’
‘I do not have sex with ghosts!’
‘Are you saying what we had was a mistake?’
‘What I’m saying is that you’re the only ghost I ever did it with, so you shouldn’t generalize.’
‘Well, what do you say… it seems I am special after all’, Draco smirked.
‘Yes, Malfoy… you’re a real catch’, he replied rolling his eyes.
‘Thank you, Scarhead’, he said in a faked sweet tone. ‘I’ll see you later, I’m sick of his bloody bathroom.’
‘Fine. But no more possessing, unless you want me to trap you again’, Potter warned him.
‘Yes, Mother’, he mocked. ‘Bye, Fiona! I’m going to show this school Mental Malfoy’s on the loose again!’
A/N: I think I should explain where the hell did I get Fiona Fungus\' idea from. When I was about 4, I used to speak to the fungus on the ceiling. Well, there’s your explanation, hehe. Thank you all for reading and reviewing. Fefs, you’re free to add me (I sort of lost your address)