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chapter 3
A/N:Have i mentioned my lack of patience? its a good thing i'm not one of those authors who wait for a certain number of reviews before they update... otherwise this would go no where... this chapter is a bi-product of my insomnia..... i actually dont really like this chapter, but it sets everything up.. i hope you all like..
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Liam and Draco strode up the center aisle, ignoring the whispers that broke out when they walked in. Dumbledore rose slowly.
“My I ask who you are, and what you are doing here?”
“Certainly,” Liam replied. “My name is Liam Williams.”
“And I am Draco Winters. We’re here for the Defense position.”
“Both of you?”
Liam nodded. “Both of us. This was given to us to give to you.” He magicked the letter over to Dumbledore, where it opened up in front of him in the air.
Draco rolled his eyes at the mutters of ‘wandless magic’ that ran throughout the hall.
“Very well. Would you two mind giving us a demonstration?”
The boys just smirked and walked to opposite sides of the hall.
After a good 20 minutes, Liam had Draco pined to the ground, and was tickling him mercilessly. One of the students dropped a knife, and the clatter broke them out of their game. They looked around and couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked faces of the staff and students.
Standing up, Liam reached down to give Draco a hand up, trying not to think of how good Dray’s body felt underneath his. Little did he know that had Draco had the same thoughts running through his head.
“Well?” Liam asked, once they were in front of the staff.
“Welcome to Hogwarts.” Dumbledore choked out, still trying to comprehend the magnitude and power of the duel. “Grab some seats,” he waved his wand and conjured two new chairs. “Eat something and we’ll discuss classes later.”
The two professors nodded before sitting down to eat.
After the meal, Dumbledore gestured for them to follow him out. As they were passing the Slytherin tables, Liam caught sight of a bright magical signature on the glasses.
Silently he nudged Draco, and nodded towards the table. Subtly they waved their hands, and copied the spells to the Gryffindor table, specifically to the 4 boys who were sneaking glances across the hall.
Liam triggered the spell with his mind, and yelps exploded from the boys. Sneaking glances, he couldn’t help but smile slightly, a deceptively innocent look on his face, copying Draco’s expression exactly. It was the same face they’d put on if anyone caught them doing anything.
The boys had turned an interesting shade of pink, while their hair and clothes turned a pale green. The Great Hall erupted in laughter as the boys turned a darker shade of pink in embarrassment.
Draco leaned over to whisper in Liam’s ear. “I know I’m responsible for the green. I tried to make it darker, but the spell closed up to fast before I could change the specifics.”
Liam couldn’t help but shudder as Draco’s breath tickled his ear. Shaking his head at those thoughts, he turned his head to reply, and his lips brushed Draco’s. Both boys froze. Liam met his eyes briefly, and then looked away quickly, unable to see if Draco was disgusted. He tried to cover up, and act like nothing had happened, so he missed the pain and longing that flared up in the other boy’s eyes. “I was only able to change the red to pink.”
Dumbledore spared them a glance, his face betrayed no emotion, but his eyes were twinkling hysterically. “If you gentlemen will follow me please.”
They exited the great hall, laughter echoing.
The trip to Dumbledore’s office was made in silence. With a muttered ‘Snickers,’ the gargoyle leapt aside and the three made their way up the stairs.
Liam and Draco automatically took their usual couch, and watched as the Headmaster sat down behind his desk. “So how was the trip?”
“Lasted about 30 seconds.”
“How far?”
Harry answered that one. “About 21 years.” the pain was thick in his voice. Draco picked up on it, and wrapped his arm around Liam’s shoulders.
The distraught boy gratefully leaned into his embrace, letting the anguish and tension wash out of his body.
Dumbledore looked on in silence, and both knew he was waiting for them to explain.
Draco decided to give it to him. “Back home, Lee’s mother and adopted father died when he was one. They’re alive, and in school now.”
“Dray...” Liam whimpered.
“Shhh, it’ll be okay, Lee, you’ll see.” Draco whispered, running his hand through the black locks that were so soft, and... he broke off that train of thought to question Dumbledore. “What did the note say?”
“Nothing important. Now, about teaching. Here are your schedules. I’m assuming you know where the room is, correct?” At the nods he continued. “The personal chambers however, I’ll show you. Unfortunately, we weren’t expecting two teachers so another room will be available eventually. The teacher’s lounge is located on the second floor. I can show you that as well. There’s a staff meeting tomorrow morning. So if you’ll follow me.”
The boys rose from the couch, Draco’s hands against Liam’s hips, to keep him steady as they walked down the hall.
Later that night, Liam sat dejectedly on the couch, staring blankly at the dark carpet, with his head in his hands.
When Draco had first entered the room and saw it decked out in the garnish Gryffindor red and gold, he flinched, and changed it to more comfortable colors. Right now, he was leaning up against the black walls, watching with concern as Liam started to break down again.
He felt some emotion rising up, and he didn’t pretend to not understand what it was; it was love, not hormonal lust, but actual love. Draco had finally admitted to himself that he loved the black-haired boy.
The love had been hidden against words of hatred and suspicious actions. But the look in Liam’s eyes when he accidentally kissed him…. Draco smiled sadly; he knew that the other boy could never possibly love him in the same way, but as he heard Liam give a little choked sob, he knew that he would do anything and everything possible to be the boy’s greatest friend.
Walking over to the couch, he put his arms around Liam, and pulled him closer to his chest.
“It hurts Dray. Seeing them, and knowing them, but not telling them. It hurts,” he trailed off, unable to continue.
There was nothing that Draco could possibly say to make it better. He just held the sobbing boy closer, and ran his hands through his hair in a soothing manor.
Exhausted, Liam finally fell asleep in Draco’s arms. Smiling slightly, Draco shifted the boy’s weight and gently picked him up; swinging his legs over his arm so he cradled Liam like a baby. Walking down the hall, he smiled as Liam shifted closer and seemed to relax. Silently saying the spell, the bedroom door opened, and Draco tenderly placed Liam on the bed.
When he went to pull away, Liam whimpered and only held tighter to Draco.
“Lee let go. I’m going to go sleep on the couch.” But he only held on tighter.
Unable to do anything that would cause Liam pain, Draco relented. Wandlessly, removing their robes and clothes, leaving the pair clad only in their boxers, Draco lightly climbed into bed next to Liam.
ssooooo....? PLEASE!!!
black padfoot: i did go back an change it, at least it makes more sense now.... thanks. i knew they mentioned it, i was jsut to lazy to go look for it... i hope this continues to hold your interest.. even tho nothing really happended..
caroline: THANK YOU!!!! you were my first reviewer... made my day you did.. have a cookie! lol... i hope you continue to like..
ladynight, thrnbrooke, kiki: i hope you liked it..
review, please.
ENJOY!........ i hope.
Liam and Draco strode up the center aisle, ignoring the whispers that broke out when they walked in. Dumbledore rose slowly.
“My I ask who you are, and what you are doing here?”
“Certainly,” Liam replied. “My name is Liam Williams.”
“And I am Draco Winters. We’re here for the Defense position.”
“Both of you?”
Liam nodded. “Both of us. This was given to us to give to you.” He magicked the letter over to Dumbledore, where it opened up in front of him in the air.
Draco rolled his eyes at the mutters of ‘wandless magic’ that ran throughout the hall.
“Very well. Would you two mind giving us a demonstration?”
The boys just smirked and walked to opposite sides of the hall.
After a good 20 minutes, Liam had Draco pined to the ground, and was tickling him mercilessly. One of the students dropped a knife, and the clatter broke them out of their game. They looked around and couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked faces of the staff and students.
Standing up, Liam reached down to give Draco a hand up, trying not to think of how good Dray’s body felt underneath his. Little did he know that had Draco had the same thoughts running through his head.
“Well?” Liam asked, once they were in front of the staff.
“Welcome to Hogwarts.” Dumbledore choked out, still trying to comprehend the magnitude and power of the duel. “Grab some seats,” he waved his wand and conjured two new chairs. “Eat something and we’ll discuss classes later.”
The two professors nodded before sitting down to eat.
After the meal, Dumbledore gestured for them to follow him out. As they were passing the Slytherin tables, Liam caught sight of a bright magical signature on the glasses.
Silently he nudged Draco, and nodded towards the table. Subtly they waved their hands, and copied the spells to the Gryffindor table, specifically to the 4 boys who were sneaking glances across the hall.
Liam triggered the spell with his mind, and yelps exploded from the boys. Sneaking glances, he couldn’t help but smile slightly, a deceptively innocent look on his face, copying Draco’s expression exactly. It was the same face they’d put on if anyone caught them doing anything.
The boys had turned an interesting shade of pink, while their hair and clothes turned a pale green. The Great Hall erupted in laughter as the boys turned a darker shade of pink in embarrassment.
Draco leaned over to whisper in Liam’s ear. “I know I’m responsible for the green. I tried to make it darker, but the spell closed up to fast before I could change the specifics.”
Liam couldn’t help but shudder as Draco’s breath tickled his ear. Shaking his head at those thoughts, he turned his head to reply, and his lips brushed Draco’s. Both boys froze. Liam met his eyes briefly, and then looked away quickly, unable to see if Draco was disgusted. He tried to cover up, and act like nothing had happened, so he missed the pain and longing that flared up in the other boy’s eyes. “I was only able to change the red to pink.”
Dumbledore spared them a glance, his face betrayed no emotion, but his eyes were twinkling hysterically. “If you gentlemen will follow me please.”
They exited the great hall, laughter echoing.
The trip to Dumbledore’s office was made in silence. With a muttered ‘Snickers,’ the gargoyle leapt aside and the three made their way up the stairs.
Liam and Draco automatically took their usual couch, and watched as the Headmaster sat down behind his desk. “So how was the trip?”
“Lasted about 30 seconds.”
“How far?”
Harry answered that one. “About 21 years.” the pain was thick in his voice. Draco picked up on it, and wrapped his arm around Liam’s shoulders.
The distraught boy gratefully leaned into his embrace, letting the anguish and tension wash out of his body.
Dumbledore looked on in silence, and both knew he was waiting for them to explain.
Draco decided to give it to him. “Back home, Lee’s mother and adopted father died when he was one. They’re alive, and in school now.”
“Dray...” Liam whimpered.
“Shhh, it’ll be okay, Lee, you’ll see.” Draco whispered, running his hand through the black locks that were so soft, and... he broke off that train of thought to question Dumbledore. “What did the note say?”
“Nothing important. Now, about teaching. Here are your schedules. I’m assuming you know where the room is, correct?” At the nods he continued. “The personal chambers however, I’ll show you. Unfortunately, we weren’t expecting two teachers so another room will be available eventually. The teacher’s lounge is located on the second floor. I can show you that as well. There’s a staff meeting tomorrow morning. So if you’ll follow me.”
The boys rose from the couch, Draco’s hands against Liam’s hips, to keep him steady as they walked down the hall.
Later that night, Liam sat dejectedly on the couch, staring blankly at the dark carpet, with his head in his hands.
When Draco had first entered the room and saw it decked out in the garnish Gryffindor red and gold, he flinched, and changed it to more comfortable colors. Right now, he was leaning up against the black walls, watching with concern as Liam started to break down again.
He felt some emotion rising up, and he didn’t pretend to not understand what it was; it was love, not hormonal lust, but actual love. Draco had finally admitted to himself that he loved the black-haired boy.
The love had been hidden against words of hatred and suspicious actions. But the look in Liam’s eyes when he accidentally kissed him…. Draco smiled sadly; he knew that the other boy could never possibly love him in the same way, but as he heard Liam give a little choked sob, he knew that he would do anything and everything possible to be the boy’s greatest friend.
Walking over to the couch, he put his arms around Liam, and pulled him closer to his chest.
“It hurts Dray. Seeing them, and knowing them, but not telling them. It hurts,” he trailed off, unable to continue.
There was nothing that Draco could possibly say to make it better. He just held the sobbing boy closer, and ran his hands through his hair in a soothing manor.
Exhausted, Liam finally fell asleep in Draco’s arms. Smiling slightly, Draco shifted the boy’s weight and gently picked him up; swinging his legs over his arm so he cradled Liam like a baby. Walking down the hall, he smiled as Liam shifted closer and seemed to relax. Silently saying the spell, the bedroom door opened, and Draco tenderly placed Liam on the bed.
When he went to pull away, Liam whimpered and only held tighter to Draco.
“Lee let go. I’m going to go sleep on the couch.” But he only held on tighter.
Unable to do anything that would cause Liam pain, Draco relented. Wandlessly, removing their robes and clothes, leaving the pair clad only in their boxers, Draco lightly climbed into bed next to Liam.
ssooooo....? PLEASE!!!
black padfoot: i did go back an change it, at least it makes more sense now.... thanks. i knew they mentioned it, i was jsut to lazy to go look for it... i hope this continues to hold your interest.. even tho nothing really happended..
caroline: THANK YOU!!!! you were my first reviewer... made my day you did.. have a cookie! lol... i hope you continue to like..
ladynight, thrnbrooke, kiki: i hope you liked it..