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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
956
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1
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Detention
OoOo Pov / place oOoO
“Talk”
*background sound / effects*
¤ = words that are to be explained at the end of the chapter.
-notes-
/Flashbacks/
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Detention.
OoOo Blaise oOoO
“Okay, B, what’s wrong?”
“Hmm? Nothing, Dray, everything’s fine. Why?”
“Yeah right, and I’m a Weasley. What’s up, mate? You’ve been blue since Christmas holidays. No one likes school,
well except for that know-it-all Mudblood, and maybe the Ravenclaws, but it’s nothing to get so down and under over, really.”
“Okay, I get the point, and I’m telling you, I’m FINE! Geez, don’t get so worked up, okay? It really doesn’t suit you, Dray.”
“Alright, whatever you say, but if you want, I’m all ears.”
“Snape, incoming.”
Both boys looked down on their work.
“Hmm, is it supposed to turn to a sloppy green soup, D?”
“Yup, hehe Pottface and Fatbottom’s is orange. Too many beetle eyes. Stupid geezers,
any bloke that ends up with Fatbottom is destined to fail this course.”
Behind Potter and Longbottom were Granger and Ron, I mean, Weasley, he mentally corrected himself. He was wearing a ridiculous maroon collared shirt that’s way too big and baggy old jeans. He’s got freckles all over his nose and cheeks. He’s smiling that cute shy smile of his, chuckling softly at something one of his friend’s says. His flaming red hair is just begging to have fingers buried in it. Wow, wait a second. I am not checking Weasley out! THAT is so NOT happening! Focus, Zabini, FOCUS!
“What are you blushing about, B?”
“What? What are you talking about? I’m not blushing over anything! I’m just warm, that’s all.”
“Yikes, don’t go overboard with the defense, B. It might waken suspicion.”
“Whatever.”
The blond just smirks at the reply. That bloody all knowing smirk. I know that smirk. As if he knew something, but wasn’t telling and I hate it sometimes.
OoOo Ron oOoO
“Wow, Ron, hot party last night? You looked a little pale this morning.”
“Hey, lay off Harry, we’ve heard it all, and I mean ALL!”
*laughter.*
“Come off it, okay? So maybe I’ve had a black Russian too many. Its’ not like you guys never have.”
“Oh, come on, Ron! You know we’ll stop if you just let us know who it was!”
“Who was what?”
“Look, Ron, I might have been a bit out of it, but I recognize the smell of sex, and you had it ALL OVER! Hehe.”
“Whatever.” Why does my face have to blush all the time! “Hey guys, is your potion supposed to be orange?”
“What? No, it’s supposed at have a sloppy green shade... Shit! Nev, how many beetle eyes did you throw in!”
“Umm, I dunno… five maybe.. Why?”
“STUPID GIT! It’s supposed to be TWO beetle eyes! Not FIVE but TWO!”
Thankful for the distraction, Ron glanced over the room. His eyes ended on Zabini.
He turned his head away just to meet Seamus grin.
“Hey, its okay, Ronikins. I understand, Zabini’s hot, big time.”
“Am I that see through?
“Hehe, nope, only to one that knows where to look.”
“HEY, what are you two whispering about?”
Seamus gave the lot a mischievous smile.
“Oh, nothing special, hehe, me and Ron are just planning on a spicy prank at Mister dark and mysterious over there.” He nodded towards Malfoy and Zabini’s table.
Ron just stares blankly at the sand haired boy, a nervous feeling stirring up in his gut.
While the class ended and Harry and Neville lost 20 points but everyone got them selves miraculously enough out of there without a detention. (Ron strongly believes Snape must’ve gotten laid or something to be in such a good mood.) He was just about to inform his house mates about his theory on the subject, when he feels someone give him a light push from behind, and he bumps into a certain dark haired boy, knocking over a cauldron at the same time.
“HEY, watch out, would you! Geez, some of us actually put effort on what we do!”
The black haired boy shoots an angry glare at Ron as he tries to save some of the potion that was spilled in vain.
Ron finds himself completely numb and unable to answer.
“AHEM, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Zabini you are both to attend to detention this evening at 19:15 understood? And 10 points from Gryffindor!”
“B-but, professor, I haven’t even done anything! He was the one to push me!” Blaise whined and pointed at Ron.
A deadly glare from Snape shut him up.
“You are to clean this classroom as you two seem so keen on messing it up! Without any magic!”
“Yes, sir.” The boys say in union.
“19:15 here. Be on time!”
OoOo Afternoon In the Gryffindor common room oOoO
“Geez, man that’s just bad luck, mate!”
Ron’s been muttering all day.
“Look it’s already 18:55 you should be going Ron.”
“Hmm? Oh sure ‘Miny. ‘mutters’ Slimy git always given innocent blokes detention.”
“Oh Ron just go, would you? Or you’ll get your self in even bigger trouble!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
OoOo Blaise oOoO
“Why the fuck am I the only Slytherin that slimy, greasy, fat headed, trash bin picks on!”
“Hmm, how about you’re the only one that calls him slimy, greasy, fat headed trash bin when angry at him?”
“Details, details. Really, I’d say it’s a compliment being called such things by a Zabini.”
“I don’t think he truly understands the Italian Zabini charm truth to be told.” Draco’s voice dripping in sarcasm.
“You know what, Drake, I think you’re right. Hmm, well, it can’t work on everyone, can’t it?” A smirk now settled upon the dark haired boy.
“B, what exactly do you mean?”
Draco’s getting a bad feeling, Blaise could tell by the tone in his voice.
“Oh nothing special. Better be going I don’t want to get late to se the arrival of Mr. Memory loss.”
“What are you talking about, B?”
“Hmm? Oh, nothing.” Blaise gives Draco his usual smile. “Ciao, bello, see you later!”¤
OoOo Ron oOoO
The clock struck exactly 19:15 when Ron arrived. The Zabini boy was already there, glaring at him as he entered the dungeon.
“Right on time, Mr Weasley. Good to know that there are some Gryffindors that know what punctuality is.” Snape drawled.
Ron just stared at him in astonishment. Was that a compliment from professor Snape?
“Wands! Hand them over! NOW! They shall be confiscated during this detention!”
The boys gave the professor their wands and stood aside.
“You are to clean the floor without use of magic.”
“You mean like the Muggle way?”
“Yes, Mr. Weasley, like the Muggle way.”
At these words Zabini looked slightly green.
“I shall leave you at your duties. I will come back at midnight and when I do, I expect to be able to see my reflection upon this floor. You may leave when done, UNDERSTOOD!”
“Yes, sir.”
Both boys sighed in unison with a look of misery upon their faces.
“Good,” and with that he left and slams the door behind him.
“This is all your fault, weasel! If you hadn’t been so clumsy, we might never have been in this mess in the first place! Stupid Gryffindor.”
For each word, he was one step closer until they wore nose to nose.
Too close! He’s too close! Calm down, Ron, just calm down! The redhead thinks, whilst he tries to calm his breath down and not start hitching, feeling his ears redden.
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Gaaaahh, he’s so cute why can’t I just kiss him like last time? Oh yeah, ‘cause you made him forget, you moron!
OoOo Ron oOoO
“Umm, look, it wasn’t my fault, okay? I was pushed from behind!”
Now stepping backwards, Zabini following his step.
Shit! I’m trapped! The wall against my back, and one heck of an angry Zabini in front of me!
*Gulp*
Come on, Ron, just look the guy straight in the eyes and don’t back down. It can’t get that bad! Can it?
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Man he’s got such pretty blue eyes. Is he even aware that he looks adorable like that? Is it even legal to have hair the same color as fire? Dose he have a clue of how he is affecting me? Of how he makes memories of us wash over me? Is he aware of how he makes my blood boil?
OoOo Ron oOoO
/ Hot hands caressing him feverish, lips upon his/
Okay, Ron, get a grip. No fantasies allowed while being scowled!
“L-look, man. I’m really sorry for the whole potion thing, but it wasn’t my fault! What do you want me to do!”
“I want you to remember what I made you forget.”
The dark haired boy’s reply came so low Ron was surprised he even heard it.
Okay, what the fuck is he talking about? Mm, he smells really god! STOP DROOLING, RON, AND SAY SOMETHING!
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
The door opens and in comes a very flushed Malfoy panting for breath.
Crap!
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Crap! Dray, always in the wrong place at the wrong time!
“Dear sweet mother-in-law, that was close! Umm, hi gays! I mean, guys!”
“Malfoy, what are you doing here, if I may ask?”
“Who, me? Umm, nothing special, just hiding from a specific individual from the female species of magically bound homosapien sapien.”
“Pansy caught you kissing some random bloke?”
Geez, come on, as if we didn’t know you were bi. What, you finally coming out!
“Wh-what? No, no, she, um, I sorta, um, saw business happen. *blushing red* Besides, I’m not gay!”
“Really? Like what kind of business did you step in on, Dray?” Blaise asked, ignoring the blond’s last comment.
Ron’s head looked like a ping pong from one to another.
“Hmm? Umm, nothing special *blushes a little bit more* Anyway, so, what’s up? A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? What
is it today, house unity day?!”
“Detention, Draconis, detention.”
“Oh, yeah, right. What do you have to do?”
“Make the floor a blissful mirror.”
“Wha?”
“Clean the bloody floor ala no magic, ya dimwit! Seriously Draco, what is it with you? You’re totally out of
character!”
“You would be, too! Oh, just a sec.”
With a swish of his wand the floor was spotless.
“I think that would do the trick, eh?”
“Yeah, thanks, Dray.”
“Umm, yeah, thanks Malfoy..”
“Any time, B. See ya, weasel..”
“Ciao, bello” ¤
The young blond swept out of the room ala Snape style.
OoOo Ron oOoO
What the fuck was that about! Is Malfoy gay?! And whose business did he stumble into? And what the fuck is going on between blond locks and Blaise! I mean, Zabini.
“Umm, well, since, um, Malfoy did our chore for us, we can leave.”
“Hmm? Um, yeah, hey. Sorry for my weird outburst earlier.”
“It’s all right. Hey, what are ya doing this weekend?”
“Nothing much, why?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me.”
“Sure, I’d love to, but it ain’t a Hoggy weekend.”
“I got my ways. So, you in or not?”
“Sure, I’m in. What time?”
“Outside the Great hall at 16:15?”
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye.”
With that, Ron turns around and leaves to his dorms, still in shock.
I asked Blaise out on a date. I asked Blaise out on a date.. And he said yes!
“WHOO HOO!”
“Ron, shut up, there’s some of us that are trying to study!”
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Blaise lay on his bed, grinning like a loon.
Ron asked me out on a date! Ron asked me out on a date! RON asked ME out on a DATE!
“WHOO HOO!”
“Shut it, Zabini!”
And with that he closed his eyes with the thoughts
Mm che bello raggazzo. ¤
AN: Hello people okay, so here are the Italian words I used.
Ciao – means hello and goodbye in Italian (mean only goodbye in Spanish) and I will probably only use it as goodbye like I did in this chapter.
Bello – means beautiful in masculine form, the feminine form is Bella. (Fun fact: it’s spelled the same and means the same in Spanish, only pronounced beyo and beya, but is mostly used in the south American country Chile and not so much in Spain)
Ragazzo – means teenage boy, Ragazza means teenage girl. Thought. ^^
I know there were a LOT if dialogue okay it was mainly dialogue but I was lazy. Maww ^^
Thank you so much UKELICIOUS! ^^
--Beta’d by UKELICIOUS—
Poll Time! Vote for two pairings you’d like to see!
Draco/Snape
Draco/Neville
Draco/Hermione
Hermione/Snape
Hermione/Neville
Snape/Neville
“Talk”
*background sound / effects*
¤ = words that are to be explained at the end of the chapter.
-notes-
/Flashbacks/
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Detention.
OoOo Blaise oOoO
“Okay, B, what’s wrong?”
“Hmm? Nothing, Dray, everything’s fine. Why?”
“Yeah right, and I’m a Weasley. What’s up, mate? You’ve been blue since Christmas holidays. No one likes school,
well except for that know-it-all Mudblood, and maybe the Ravenclaws, but it’s nothing to get so down and under over, really.”
“Okay, I get the point, and I’m telling you, I’m FINE! Geez, don’t get so worked up, okay? It really doesn’t suit you, Dray.”
“Alright, whatever you say, but if you want, I’m all ears.”
“Snape, incoming.”
Both boys looked down on their work.
“Hmm, is it supposed to turn to a sloppy green soup, D?”
“Yup, hehe Pottface and Fatbottom’s is orange. Too many beetle eyes. Stupid geezers,
any bloke that ends up with Fatbottom is destined to fail this course.”
Behind Potter and Longbottom were Granger and Ron, I mean, Weasley, he mentally corrected himself. He was wearing a ridiculous maroon collared shirt that’s way too big and baggy old jeans. He’s got freckles all over his nose and cheeks. He’s smiling that cute shy smile of his, chuckling softly at something one of his friend’s says. His flaming red hair is just begging to have fingers buried in it. Wow, wait a second. I am not checking Weasley out! THAT is so NOT happening! Focus, Zabini, FOCUS!
“What are you blushing about, B?”
“What? What are you talking about? I’m not blushing over anything! I’m just warm, that’s all.”
“Yikes, don’t go overboard with the defense, B. It might waken suspicion.”
“Whatever.”
The blond just smirks at the reply. That bloody all knowing smirk. I know that smirk. As if he knew something, but wasn’t telling and I hate it sometimes.
OoOo Ron oOoO
“Wow, Ron, hot party last night? You looked a little pale this morning.”
“Hey, lay off Harry, we’ve heard it all, and I mean ALL!”
*laughter.*
“Come off it, okay? So maybe I’ve had a black Russian too many. Its’ not like you guys never have.”
“Oh, come on, Ron! You know we’ll stop if you just let us know who it was!”
“Who was what?”
“Look, Ron, I might have been a bit out of it, but I recognize the smell of sex, and you had it ALL OVER! Hehe.”
“Whatever.” Why does my face have to blush all the time! “Hey guys, is your potion supposed to be orange?”
“What? No, it’s supposed at have a sloppy green shade... Shit! Nev, how many beetle eyes did you throw in!”
“Umm, I dunno… five maybe.. Why?”
“STUPID GIT! It’s supposed to be TWO beetle eyes! Not FIVE but TWO!”
Thankful for the distraction, Ron glanced over the room. His eyes ended on Zabini.
He turned his head away just to meet Seamus grin.
“Hey, its okay, Ronikins. I understand, Zabini’s hot, big time.”
“Am I that see through?
“Hehe, nope, only to one that knows where to look.”
“HEY, what are you two whispering about?”
Seamus gave the lot a mischievous smile.
“Oh, nothing special, hehe, me and Ron are just planning on a spicy prank at Mister dark and mysterious over there.” He nodded towards Malfoy and Zabini’s table.
Ron just stares blankly at the sand haired boy, a nervous feeling stirring up in his gut.
While the class ended and Harry and Neville lost 20 points but everyone got them selves miraculously enough out of there without a detention. (Ron strongly believes Snape must’ve gotten laid or something to be in such a good mood.) He was just about to inform his house mates about his theory on the subject, when he feels someone give him a light push from behind, and he bumps into a certain dark haired boy, knocking over a cauldron at the same time.
“HEY, watch out, would you! Geez, some of us actually put effort on what we do!”
The black haired boy shoots an angry glare at Ron as he tries to save some of the potion that was spilled in vain.
Ron finds himself completely numb and unable to answer.
“AHEM, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Zabini you are both to attend to detention this evening at 19:15 understood? And 10 points from Gryffindor!”
“B-but, professor, I haven’t even done anything! He was the one to push me!” Blaise whined and pointed at Ron.
A deadly glare from Snape shut him up.
“You are to clean this classroom as you two seem so keen on messing it up! Without any magic!”
“Yes, sir.” The boys say in union.
“19:15 here. Be on time!”
OoOo Afternoon In the Gryffindor common room oOoO
“Geez, man that’s just bad luck, mate!”
Ron’s been muttering all day.
“Look it’s already 18:55 you should be going Ron.”
“Hmm? Oh sure ‘Miny. ‘mutters’ Slimy git always given innocent blokes detention.”
“Oh Ron just go, would you? Or you’ll get your self in even bigger trouble!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
OoOo Blaise oOoO
“Why the fuck am I the only Slytherin that slimy, greasy, fat headed, trash bin picks on!”
“Hmm, how about you’re the only one that calls him slimy, greasy, fat headed trash bin when angry at him?”
“Details, details. Really, I’d say it’s a compliment being called such things by a Zabini.”
“I don’t think he truly understands the Italian Zabini charm truth to be told.” Draco’s voice dripping in sarcasm.
“You know what, Drake, I think you’re right. Hmm, well, it can’t work on everyone, can’t it?” A smirk now settled upon the dark haired boy.
“B, what exactly do you mean?”
Draco’s getting a bad feeling, Blaise could tell by the tone in his voice.
“Oh nothing special. Better be going I don’t want to get late to se the arrival of Mr. Memory loss.”
“What are you talking about, B?”
“Hmm? Oh, nothing.” Blaise gives Draco his usual smile. “Ciao, bello, see you later!”¤
OoOo Ron oOoO
The clock struck exactly 19:15 when Ron arrived. The Zabini boy was already there, glaring at him as he entered the dungeon.
“Right on time, Mr Weasley. Good to know that there are some Gryffindors that know what punctuality is.” Snape drawled.
Ron just stared at him in astonishment. Was that a compliment from professor Snape?
“Wands! Hand them over! NOW! They shall be confiscated during this detention!”
The boys gave the professor their wands and stood aside.
“You are to clean the floor without use of magic.”
“You mean like the Muggle way?”
“Yes, Mr. Weasley, like the Muggle way.”
At these words Zabini looked slightly green.
“I shall leave you at your duties. I will come back at midnight and when I do, I expect to be able to see my reflection upon this floor. You may leave when done, UNDERSTOOD!”
“Yes, sir.”
Both boys sighed in unison with a look of misery upon their faces.
“Good,” and with that he left and slams the door behind him.
“This is all your fault, weasel! If you hadn’t been so clumsy, we might never have been in this mess in the first place! Stupid Gryffindor.”
For each word, he was one step closer until they wore nose to nose.
Too close! He’s too close! Calm down, Ron, just calm down! The redhead thinks, whilst he tries to calm his breath down and not start hitching, feeling his ears redden.
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Gaaaahh, he’s so cute why can’t I just kiss him like last time? Oh yeah, ‘cause you made him forget, you moron!
OoOo Ron oOoO
“Umm, look, it wasn’t my fault, okay? I was pushed from behind!”
Now stepping backwards, Zabini following his step.
Shit! I’m trapped! The wall against my back, and one heck of an angry Zabini in front of me!
*Gulp*
Come on, Ron, just look the guy straight in the eyes and don’t back down. It can’t get that bad! Can it?
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Man he’s got such pretty blue eyes. Is he even aware that he looks adorable like that? Is it even legal to have hair the same color as fire? Dose he have a clue of how he is affecting me? Of how he makes memories of us wash over me? Is he aware of how he makes my blood boil?
OoOo Ron oOoO
/ Hot hands caressing him feverish, lips upon his/
Okay, Ron, get a grip. No fantasies allowed while being scowled!
“L-look, man. I’m really sorry for the whole potion thing, but it wasn’t my fault! What do you want me to do!”
“I want you to remember what I made you forget.”
The dark haired boy’s reply came so low Ron was surprised he even heard it.
Okay, what the fuck is he talking about? Mm, he smells really god! STOP DROOLING, RON, AND SAY SOMETHING!
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
The door opens and in comes a very flushed Malfoy panting for breath.
Crap!
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Crap! Dray, always in the wrong place at the wrong time!
“Dear sweet mother-in-law, that was close! Umm, hi gays! I mean, guys!”
“Malfoy, what are you doing here, if I may ask?”
“Who, me? Umm, nothing special, just hiding from a specific individual from the female species of magically bound homosapien sapien.”
“Pansy caught you kissing some random bloke?”
Geez, come on, as if we didn’t know you were bi. What, you finally coming out!
“Wh-what? No, no, she, um, I sorta, um, saw business happen. *blushing red* Besides, I’m not gay!”
“Really? Like what kind of business did you step in on, Dray?” Blaise asked, ignoring the blond’s last comment.
Ron’s head looked like a ping pong from one to another.
“Hmm? Umm, nothing special *blushes a little bit more* Anyway, so, what’s up? A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? What
is it today, house unity day?!”
“Detention, Draconis, detention.”
“Oh, yeah, right. What do you have to do?”
“Make the floor a blissful mirror.”
“Wha?”
“Clean the bloody floor ala no magic, ya dimwit! Seriously Draco, what is it with you? You’re totally out of
character!”
“You would be, too! Oh, just a sec.”
With a swish of his wand the floor was spotless.
“I think that would do the trick, eh?”
“Yeah, thanks, Dray.”
“Umm, yeah, thanks Malfoy..”
“Any time, B. See ya, weasel..”
“Ciao, bello” ¤
The young blond swept out of the room ala Snape style.
OoOo Ron oOoO
What the fuck was that about! Is Malfoy gay?! And whose business did he stumble into? And what the fuck is going on between blond locks and Blaise! I mean, Zabini.
“Umm, well, since, um, Malfoy did our chore for us, we can leave.”
“Hmm? Um, yeah, hey. Sorry for my weird outburst earlier.”
“It’s all right. Hey, what are ya doing this weekend?”
“Nothing much, why?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me.”
“Sure, I’d love to, but it ain’t a Hoggy weekend.”
“I got my ways. So, you in or not?”
“Sure, I’m in. What time?”
“Outside the Great hall at 16:15?”
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye.”
With that, Ron turns around and leaves to his dorms, still in shock.
I asked Blaise out on a date. I asked Blaise out on a date.. And he said yes!
“WHOO HOO!”
“Ron, shut up, there’s some of us that are trying to study!”
OoOo Blaise oOoO
Blaise lay on his bed, grinning like a loon.
Ron asked me out on a date! Ron asked me out on a date! RON asked ME out on a DATE!
“WHOO HOO!”
“Shut it, Zabini!”
And with that he closed his eyes with the thoughts
Mm che bello raggazzo. ¤
AN: Hello people okay, so here are the Italian words I used.
Ciao – means hello and goodbye in Italian (mean only goodbye in Spanish) and I will probably only use it as goodbye like I did in this chapter.
Bello – means beautiful in masculine form, the feminine form is Bella. (Fun fact: it’s spelled the same and means the same in Spanish, only pronounced beyo and beya, but is mostly used in the south American country Chile and not so much in Spain)
Ragazzo – means teenage boy, Ragazza means teenage girl. Thought. ^^
I know there were a LOT if dialogue okay it was mainly dialogue but I was lazy. Maww ^^
Thank you so much UKELICIOUS! ^^
--Beta’d by UKELICIOUS—
Poll Time! Vote for two pairings you’d like to see!
Draco/Snape
Draco/Neville
Draco/Hermione
Hermione/Snape
Hermione/Neville
Snape/Neville