Bits and Pieces of Harry Potter
Drabble 163, September 4, 2012, Salazar/Harry
Title: Losing It to the Past
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Salazar/Harry
Prompt: information lost
Drabble #: 163
Date: September 4, 2012
Word count: 331
Next pairing: Markus/Harry
AN: To tired…
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“What are you doing?” Salazar asked as he walked into the library, watching Harry flip through a book with a fascinated expression on his face.
“In my time, this book was lost to Dumbledores manipulations and need for control, including information,” Harry replied, looking up from his book. “So I decided to read it while I can.”
“You do realize that there is a copy in my personal library, right?” the man asked as he sat down in one of the chairs. Green eyes looked up at the man as an eyebrow cocked upwards. “Right, that Voldemort guy.”
“Yes, he layered several spells over yours which is what sent me to this time,” Harry stated, going back to the book. “So I’m going to read this book, hide my notes and hope that I make it back one day.”
“So you would leave me?” Salazar asked, getting a lovely rosy flush spreading over high cheeks. “And here I thought that you enjoyed being in my bed…squirming under me…begging for more…”
“Salazar,” Harry whimpered as he squirmed in his seat as he sent a heated look at his lover. “Well, you did disappear from here. Despite what the books say, we really don’t know what did happen to you. The Grey Lady is tight lipped on that and so is The Bloody Baron as it is.”
“That is true. Since I really don’t want to let go of you, my sly snake, I will go with you when you go back,” Salazar drawled, blinking when Harry slid into his lap with a sultry smile.
“To think, Salazar Slytherin is fucking the golden boy of Gryffindor house,” Harry chuckled as Salazar cupped his ass.
“Not just fucking, convincing to bond with me and have lots of babies with…” Salazar chuckled, Harry suddenly going shy. “Harry…”
“We really should get back to my time,” Harry laughed sheepishly. “Wouldn’t want any mention of child six being with some unnamed guy after all…”
“Damn… Number six...”