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Mind Reading Isn\'t Just A Myth
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,402
Reviews:
64
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 2
It wasn’t.
I woke up, looked at Madame Pomfrey, and heard her thoughts.
*What have I done to deserve this?*
I saw Potter standing before her, arguing vigorously.
*Christ almighty, is this woman the most stubborn mule I’ve ever met? No, that would be Hermione.*
Wow, Potter’s not got such a bad personality.
Pomfrey’s taken whatever Potter was holding, and shooed him away.
That’s it, walk away Potter.
No, you are not supposed to glance back!
*I wonder how he is. Probably still hating me. Well, he always did that since I turned him down in first year. Well, this just gives him something else to add to the toll. Well done Harry. Instead of loving you, he just starts hating you… even… more…*
What the fuck?!
‘Potter, get here right now!’
He wants me to fall in love with him?
Christ, isn’t everyone else loving him enough?
Besides, I’m a Malfoy.
Malfoy’s don’t fall in love, period.
Harry looks nervous… (Harry? When did he turn from Potter into Harry).
‘You want me to what instead of what?’
Not the most logical sentence, actually.
‘Huh?’
Well, if Ha… POTTER couldn’t figure it out, it can’t have been logical.
Did I just say in a round-about way that Potter is clever!
No, I did not!
He’s the stupidest git on the planet!
‘Think back over your last thoughts.’
I can actually see him making mental run-through, as well as hear it.
*What could he be referring to? Trust Malfoy to be unfigurable. Is that even a word? Concentrate Harry, concentrate. Right, confusion, what does he want now, even more reason to hate me instead of… HOLY SHIT!*
Honestly, he turns that colour so often that it’s a miracle the wind doesn’t shift and he stays that way.
‘Yes, Holy Shit.’
‘Um…’
‘That’s not a word either, H- Potter.’
I NEARLY CALLED HIM HARRY OUT LOUD!!!
This spell is screwing with me big time.
‘Shut up Malfoy.’
Ooh, touchy!
‘Not very friendly.’
Who have I said that to before…?
‘Shut up, please. Or just stop talking.’
‘What else do you expect me to say?’
‘I’d rather you didn’t say anything, actually,’ Harry mumbled.
Oh, right. Weaselbee and the Mudblood out side the Shrieking Shack.
‘Why? What would you rather I did with my mouth?’
Then I followed it with that comment about superiority before…
Ok, what did I say to make Potter stop being a variation on Fuscia and whiter than a unicorn?
Oh. My. God.
Did I actually say that?
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!
Think before you speak, you idiot!
I think I have insulted myself more today than in my whole life.
‘Close it, actually.’
What, now?
What were we talking about?
Oh yeah.
Good come back, considering the topic.
I think Potter is a bit uncomfortable.
Goodie.
‘Around what, exactly?’
I am bad.
I’m a bad, bad boy.
Well, that went rather well.
Before Potter ran away like a first-year girl, of course.
I could do a lot with this information, actually.
Tell everyone.
Blackmail him.
Maybe I could…
Oh for fuck’s sake, I’ll fuck him.
He’s one of the few people I haven’t.
Imagine when I tell everyone I have a hold that big over Potter!
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I woke up, looked at Madame Pomfrey, and heard her thoughts.
*What have I done to deserve this?*
I saw Potter standing before her, arguing vigorously.
*Christ almighty, is this woman the most stubborn mule I’ve ever met? No, that would be Hermione.*
Wow, Potter’s not got such a bad personality.
Pomfrey’s taken whatever Potter was holding, and shooed him away.
That’s it, walk away Potter.
No, you are not supposed to glance back!
*I wonder how he is. Probably still hating me. Well, he always did that since I turned him down in first year. Well, this just gives him something else to add to the toll. Well done Harry. Instead of loving you, he just starts hating you… even… more…*
What the fuck?!
‘Potter, get here right now!’
He wants me to fall in love with him?
Christ, isn’t everyone else loving him enough?
Besides, I’m a Malfoy.
Malfoy’s don’t fall in love, period.
Harry looks nervous… (Harry? When did he turn from Potter into Harry).
‘You want me to what instead of what?’
Not the most logical sentence, actually.
‘Huh?’
Well, if Ha… POTTER couldn’t figure it out, it can’t have been logical.
Did I just say in a round-about way that Potter is clever!
No, I did not!
He’s the stupidest git on the planet!
‘Think back over your last thoughts.’
I can actually see him making mental run-through, as well as hear it.
*What could he be referring to? Trust Malfoy to be unfigurable. Is that even a word? Concentrate Harry, concentrate. Right, confusion, what does he want now, even more reason to hate me instead of… HOLY SHIT!*
Honestly, he turns that colour so often that it’s a miracle the wind doesn’t shift and he stays that way.
‘Yes, Holy Shit.’
‘Um…’
‘That’s not a word either, H- Potter.’
I NEARLY CALLED HIM HARRY OUT LOUD!!!
This spell is screwing with me big time.
‘Shut up Malfoy.’
Ooh, touchy!
‘Not very friendly.’
Who have I said that to before…?
‘Shut up, please. Or just stop talking.’
‘What else do you expect me to say?’
‘I’d rather you didn’t say anything, actually,’ Harry mumbled.
Oh, right. Weaselbee and the Mudblood out side the Shrieking Shack.
‘Why? What would you rather I did with my mouth?’
Then I followed it with that comment about superiority before…
Ok, what did I say to make Potter stop being a variation on Fuscia and whiter than a unicorn?
Oh. My. God.
Did I actually say that?
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!
Think before you speak, you idiot!
I think I have insulted myself more today than in my whole life.
‘Close it, actually.’
What, now?
What were we talking about?
Oh yeah.
Good come back, considering the topic.
I think Potter is a bit uncomfortable.
Goodie.
‘Around what, exactly?’
I am bad.
I’m a bad, bad boy.
Well, that went rather well.
Before Potter ran away like a first-year girl, of course.
I could do a lot with this information, actually.
Tell everyone.
Blackmail him.
Maybe I could…
Oh for fuck’s sake, I’ll fuck him.
He’s one of the few people I haven’t.
Imagine when I tell everyone I have a hold that big over Potter!
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