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Adult +
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34,072
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"What the Fuck..."
1/9/07 To Stef, um yeah well who the hell else would Draco Malfoy contact. You surely didn't think he get in touch with Dumbledore. So yes it was Snape the original message went out to. The Caps for Snape were due to him shouting, rather then interupt with 'Snape said' I let Snape have the shouting fit. Sorry you found that a bit off putting....
IMPORTANT NOTES TO CHAPTER: You are going to be reading Harry and Draco's thoughts as the Professor takes a hissy...
Draco's thoughts appear in italics, ie.... here are Draco's thoughts.
Harry's thoughts are italic, bold, ie.... here are Harry's thoughts.
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~Chapter Fifteen: What the Fuck, Professor?~
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Chapter notes:
Draco’s thoughts are in italics
Harry’s thoughts are both italic and bold
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“I DON’T WANT TO KNOW! DON’T YOU DARE SAY A WORD! WHAT, IN THE NINE LEVELS OF HELL, ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
‘Hmmm, deep breaths, gasping for air, all that stress can’t be good for his health.’
“DRACO MALFOY, WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT, KISSING THAT – THAT – GODS, I THINK I’VE GONE BLIND!”
‘More gasping, oooh, pacing, that’s new. Damn, he should really get a fucking grip….’
“FOR ALL THAT IS REVERENT AND SACRED! WHY, PRAY TELL, ARE YOU TWO KISSING?!… NO… WAIT…. DON’T ANSWER THAT! I DON’T WANT TO KNOW. MERCIFUL LUCIFER AND HIS SEVEN WHORES! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
‘Oh dear, more gasping, holy shit, the room is spinning now…’
“DO YOU TWO HAVE ANY?!... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO?!…. HOLY MOTHER OF THE FUCKING!… I CANNOT BELIEVE!… DRACO MALFOY, WHAT WOULD YOUR FATHER SAY?!… FORGET THAT, WHAT WOULD YOUR MOTHER SAY?!?!… I THINK I MIGHT BE SICK!!…”
‘Shit, the windows are rattling. What the hell is he doing here anyway?’
‘OH MY FUCKING GOD, NO... NO… NO… NO.... Room's moving, holy fucking shit, the room is spinning. SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT. Oh Gods, kissing Draco… so good, but now… WHAT THE FUCK? WHY IS MY FUCKING LIFE SO COMPLICATED?’
“WHAT IN MERLIN’S NAME ARE YOU TWO PLAYING AT?”
‘Shit, more pacing, more gasping, wayyyyyyyy too much shouting. He really should just calm the fuck down.’
“BLOODY HELL!”
‘I’m dead. That’s it, I’m dead. He is going to kill me. Oh no, worse he’s going to tell everyone I’m a fucking poof! WHY ME? WHY, OH WHY, IS IT ALWAYS ME?’
“ONE OF YOU HAD BETTER BE PLANNING ON EXPLAINING WHAT, EXACTLY, IS GOING ON! HOLY MOTHER OF THE EARTH! WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS THINKING?! I EXPECT IDIOCY FROM POTTER, BUT YOU, DRACO… YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER… OH MY FUCKING GOD… OH MY FUCKING GOD… IF THE DARK LORD FOUND OUT…”
‘Shit, hadn’t thought of that. Well, fuck the fucker, I don’t give a toss.’
“ONE OF YOU HAD BETTER HAVE A VERY, VERY GOOD EXPLANATION…”
“What the fuck, Professor? We were just kissing,” Draco finally hissed aloud.
“NO! REALLY!? I NEVER WOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT, YOU INSOLENT BRAT! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU-”
‘Oh, finger pointing, how rude.’
“-KISSING HARRY POTTER, DRACO?! PLEASE ENLIGHTEN ME, BECAUSE I MUST BE MISSING SOMETHING IMPORTANT HERE!”
‘Why is it always me? More importantly why is it always me and him? I’m going to crawl into the nearest hole and die. Yes, that’s it die. Best idea I’ve had yet, I can just go far away, bury my head in a nice sand patch, and die…’
“Why are you pitching a bloody fit, Professor? Merlin! Draco Malfoy kissed Harry Potter. Bloody Hell, you’d think the world was ending,” Draco again interjected.
“DON’T YOU… DON’T YOU DARE, DRACO! YOU KNOW WHAT’S AT STAKE HERE! MERLIN, KISSING BLOODY… THAT… MERLIN!”
‘Oh Gods, more gasping, he’s going to hyperventilate and die.’
“DRACO-FUCKING-MALFOY, YOU WERE KISSING HARRY-BLOODY-POTTER. GOOD SWEET LORD IN THE MERCIFUL HEAVENS. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS? IF YOUR FATHER KNEW – IF THE DARK LORD – OH GODS, I DON’T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT.”
‘Dead. Yes, I’m dead. Death by kissing Draco. What a fucking way to go.’
‘Hmmmm, Harry looks so cute when he’s nervous. Gods, he’s hot…’
“DRACO MALFOY!”
‘Ooops…’
“ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION TO ME? WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? ANSWER ME, BOY!”
“Err… well… I see you got my message…” Draco mumbled.
“GOT YOUR MESSAGE… DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA… SWEET, MERCIFUL MERLIN, IN HIS HOLY RESTING PLACE…”
‘I am sooooooo dead. Here lies Harry Potter, Gryffindor death by kissing Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince. Shit, shit, shit, I am dead.’
“Now, look here, Severus, there’s no need to have a conniption,” Draco said, attempting to calm the outraged Professor.
“NO NEED TO… DRACO…. ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHH!”
“Calm down, Severus.”
“CALM DOWN?!… CALM DOWN?!?!… DRACO!!!….”
“Yes, Godfather, calm down.”
‘Godfather? What the Fuck?
“FINE! Fine! I’m calm now… You had better be able to explain yourselves.”
“Good. What exactly would you like me to explain? Why I’m kissing Harry or…”
“HARRY? SINCE WHEN DID YOU CALL HIM…”
‘Great, more finger pointing, as if Harry isn’t in enough of a panic.’
“Sweet Merlin, Severus, you’d think you’d never seen two people kissing.” Draco had reached the end of his tether. He had been calm, cool and collected with his godfather, but enough was enough. “Now, calm the fuck down and tell us what, exactly, you’re doing here?”
Severus Snape continued pacing back and forth. The boy was telling him to calm down. What the hell was he thinking? Alright, when he had got Draco’s note about Potter, he had had an uneasy feeling, but it was Draco and Draco had never lied to him. Why would Draco know anything about Potter, and why would he be concerned for Potter’s well being? But the note had sounded so urgent and Snape couldn’t, in good conscience, ignore the plea for help. He had immediately gone to Dumbledore with the boy’s concerns, carefully keeping Draco out of it as best he could. But now, he comes to check on Potter, and he finds his Godson necking with his enemy! What the hell was going on?
“Draco, Potter, I don’t want to know. Really, I don’t.” Snape turned and looked at Harry, who looked as if he wanted to melt into the wall. Though Snape could see the boy was very thin and not yet well… Draco had been truthful though, Legilimency had confirmed that…
“Potter, the Headmaster will be here on Friday, be ready.” With that, Professor Snape turned, and in his usual bat like manner, stormed from the room.
“Well, Harry, I think that went rather well…”
“Shit! Fucking, bloody, buggering, shit!”
“Now Harry, love, where were we….”
IMPORTANT NOTES TO CHAPTER: You are going to be reading Harry and Draco's thoughts as the Professor takes a hissy...
Draco's thoughts appear in italics, ie.... here are Draco's thoughts.
Harry's thoughts are italic, bold, ie.... here are Harry's thoughts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Chapter Fifteen: What the Fuck, Professor?~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter notes:
Draco’s thoughts are in italics
Harry’s thoughts are both italic and bold
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“I DON’T WANT TO KNOW! DON’T YOU DARE SAY A WORD! WHAT, IN THE NINE LEVELS OF HELL, ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
‘Hmmm, deep breaths, gasping for air, all that stress can’t be good for his health.’
“DRACO MALFOY, WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT, KISSING THAT – THAT – GODS, I THINK I’VE GONE BLIND!”
‘More gasping, oooh, pacing, that’s new. Damn, he should really get a fucking grip….’
“FOR ALL THAT IS REVERENT AND SACRED! WHY, PRAY TELL, ARE YOU TWO KISSING?!… NO… WAIT…. DON’T ANSWER THAT! I DON’T WANT TO KNOW. MERCIFUL LUCIFER AND HIS SEVEN WHORES! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?”
‘Oh dear, more gasping, holy shit, the room is spinning now…’
“DO YOU TWO HAVE ANY?!... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO?!…. HOLY MOTHER OF THE FUCKING!… I CANNOT BELIEVE!… DRACO MALFOY, WHAT WOULD YOUR FATHER SAY?!… FORGET THAT, WHAT WOULD YOUR MOTHER SAY?!?!… I THINK I MIGHT BE SICK!!…”
‘Shit, the windows are rattling. What the hell is he doing here anyway?’
‘OH MY FUCKING GOD, NO... NO… NO… NO.... Room's moving, holy fucking shit, the room is spinning. SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT. Oh Gods, kissing Draco… so good, but now… WHAT THE FUCK? WHY IS MY FUCKING LIFE SO COMPLICATED?’
“WHAT IN MERLIN’S NAME ARE YOU TWO PLAYING AT?”
‘Shit, more pacing, more gasping, wayyyyyyyy too much shouting. He really should just calm the fuck down.’
“BLOODY HELL!”
‘I’m dead. That’s it, I’m dead. He is going to kill me. Oh no, worse he’s going to tell everyone I’m a fucking poof! WHY ME? WHY, OH WHY, IS IT ALWAYS ME?’
“ONE OF YOU HAD BETTER BE PLANNING ON EXPLAINING WHAT, EXACTLY, IS GOING ON! HOLY MOTHER OF THE EARTH! WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS THINKING?! I EXPECT IDIOCY FROM POTTER, BUT YOU, DRACO… YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER… OH MY FUCKING GOD… OH MY FUCKING GOD… IF THE DARK LORD FOUND OUT…”
‘Shit, hadn’t thought of that. Well, fuck the fucker, I don’t give a toss.’
“ONE OF YOU HAD BETTER HAVE A VERY, VERY GOOD EXPLANATION…”
“What the fuck, Professor? We were just kissing,” Draco finally hissed aloud.
“NO! REALLY!? I NEVER WOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT, YOU INSOLENT BRAT! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU-”
‘Oh, finger pointing, how rude.’
“-KISSING HARRY POTTER, DRACO?! PLEASE ENLIGHTEN ME, BECAUSE I MUST BE MISSING SOMETHING IMPORTANT HERE!”
‘Why is it always me? More importantly why is it always me and him? I’m going to crawl into the nearest hole and die. Yes, that’s it die. Best idea I’ve had yet, I can just go far away, bury my head in a nice sand patch, and die…’
“Why are you pitching a bloody fit, Professor? Merlin! Draco Malfoy kissed Harry Potter. Bloody Hell, you’d think the world was ending,” Draco again interjected.
“DON’T YOU… DON’T YOU DARE, DRACO! YOU KNOW WHAT’S AT STAKE HERE! MERLIN, KISSING BLOODY… THAT… MERLIN!”
‘Oh Gods, more gasping, he’s going to hyperventilate and die.’
“DRACO-FUCKING-MALFOY, YOU WERE KISSING HARRY-BLOODY-POTTER. GOOD SWEET LORD IN THE MERCIFUL HEAVENS. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS? IF YOUR FATHER KNEW – IF THE DARK LORD – OH GODS, I DON’T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT.”
‘Dead. Yes, I’m dead. Death by kissing Draco. What a fucking way to go.’
‘Hmmmm, Harry looks so cute when he’s nervous. Gods, he’s hot…’
“DRACO MALFOY!”
‘Ooops…’
“ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION TO ME? WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? ANSWER ME, BOY!”
“Err… well… I see you got my message…” Draco mumbled.
“GOT YOUR MESSAGE… DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA… SWEET, MERCIFUL MERLIN, IN HIS HOLY RESTING PLACE…”
‘I am sooooooo dead. Here lies Harry Potter, Gryffindor death by kissing Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince. Shit, shit, shit, I am dead.’
“Now, look here, Severus, there’s no need to have a conniption,” Draco said, attempting to calm the outraged Professor.
“NO NEED TO… DRACO…. ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHH!”
“Calm down, Severus.”
“CALM DOWN?!… CALM DOWN?!?!… DRACO!!!….”
“Yes, Godfather, calm down.”
‘Godfather? What the Fuck?
“FINE! Fine! I’m calm now… You had better be able to explain yourselves.”
“Good. What exactly would you like me to explain? Why I’m kissing Harry or…”
“HARRY? SINCE WHEN DID YOU CALL HIM…”
‘Great, more finger pointing, as if Harry isn’t in enough of a panic.’
“Sweet Merlin, Severus, you’d think you’d never seen two people kissing.” Draco had reached the end of his tether. He had been calm, cool and collected with his godfather, but enough was enough. “Now, calm the fuck down and tell us what, exactly, you’re doing here?”
Severus Snape continued pacing back and forth. The boy was telling him to calm down. What the hell was he thinking? Alright, when he had got Draco’s note about Potter, he had had an uneasy feeling, but it was Draco and Draco had never lied to him. Why would Draco know anything about Potter, and why would he be concerned for Potter’s well being? But the note had sounded so urgent and Snape couldn’t, in good conscience, ignore the plea for help. He had immediately gone to Dumbledore with the boy’s concerns, carefully keeping Draco out of it as best he could. But now, he comes to check on Potter, and he finds his Godson necking with his enemy! What the hell was going on?
“Draco, Potter, I don’t want to know. Really, I don’t.” Snape turned and looked at Harry, who looked as if he wanted to melt into the wall. Though Snape could see the boy was very thin and not yet well… Draco had been truthful though, Legilimency had confirmed that…
“Potter, the Headmaster will be here on Friday, be ready.” With that, Professor Snape turned, and in his usual bat like manner, stormed from the room.
“Well, Harry, I think that went rather well…”
“Shit! Fucking, bloody, buggering, shit!”
“Now Harry, love, where were we….”