Harry Potter the strangest 10 year old boy ever
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,887
Reviews:
42
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Meeting the friends
Disclaimer: I have the power to bring the dead back but I don’t own anything.
Note: Harry is getting used to calling Draco by his name and no longer his angel, but he is still a bit confused and there is also something else that is disturbing Harry’s thinking. That’s why Draco is called both in this chapter.
Meeting the friends
Early in the morning Harry was woken by someone screaming and a lot of shaking of his pillow. Because his pillow was a nice and firm torso, which belonged to his angel, Harry’s first reaction was to strengthen his grip to keep it close. After securing his pillow, he opened his eyes to examine the screamers.
One was a red boy, who made Harry giggle because of his red hair, a red face and red clothes. The other was a girl who looked quite annoyed and seemed to be trying to reason with both the red-one and his angel. But despite all the screaming and Draco’s attempts to get free, Harry did not feel afraid. He felt annoyed, knowing he’d been woken up, although he wanted continue sleeping. But annoyed was all he felt, there wasn’t the same fear he’d felt while at the Dursley’s…somehow he knew these people wouldn’t hurt him.
Suddenly the red-one stepped closer and made to grip Draco’s arm
“Back off! I dare you to try to take my angel away from me when you don’t know what’s going on! And you Draco, stop squirming, you will not get away that easily.”
Harry screamed at the red-one but he couldn’t do anything because of Draco’s attempts to flee. He wanted the boy out of reach of the angel, but he couldn’t let Draco go because he might try to get up. That’s why he did the next best thing that felt natural: wanting with force!
In all likelihood Harry would have been the most astonished one in the room as the red-one staggered backwards as if someone had shoved him. But he was distracted by Draco’s continued struggles.
He looked up towards the blonde’s face and was a bit confused to see Draco smiling, his eyes full of delight. In his confusion he neither noticed the silence that followed his outburst nor was he prepared to be jerked upwards and kissed passionately.
Harry’s brain, unable to handle this sudden reaction, was more than happy to allow his body to take control. He responded fervently and immediately started to feel light-headed. When they broke the kiss Harry became aware of a strange tightening of his trousers, but all he could think about was that the new friction felt awesome.
While Harry was still enjoying the feelings the kiss had induced, Draco exclaimed, relieved, “Oh, Harry! I thought that you would stay ten years old for longer than a few hours. I was so scared that I wouldn’t be able to restrain myself long enough. You were just so tempting and sweet and…you have no idea what you did to my libido! “
The two other people present watched the scene open-mouthed and were ready to faint when Harry frowned. “What do you mean by that nonsense? I am ten years old and what’s a libido?”
The following silence was broken suddenly by a heavy thud and a muttered “Oh my”.
When no one spoke, Harry became more uneasy with each passing minute. He dared not to ask what was wrong as his angel’s face fell with disappointment and the girl continued to stare with wide open eyes.
He was saved from his misery by the dark man who had made Draco angry yesterday. The man rushed into the infirmary, the door closing behind him with a staggering bang. Startling Draco and the girl out of their musing and reacquainted them with reality. The girl turned to look at the red-boy, her eyes darting around confused before she saw him lying on the floor next to her. She knelt down immediately to check if he was injured. Seeing that he had just fainted, she shook her head and got up listening to the questions Draco was shooting at the man.
“What did you find? What was in the potion and how long will it take to make him normal again? Will it leave permanent after affects? Do you need anything the school can not afford? I’ll buy it!”
“Mr Malfoy, I do not believe that I am required to explain the situation to you first. If you are concerned about the results of my research, you will have to wait, until I explain them to the headmaster and Madam Pomfrey.” The man’s arrogant tone seemed to make Draco really angry and because Harry didn’t see any reason he would necessarily need to know the news, he decided that it wouldn’t hurt anyone to wait some minutes.
“Draco, I’m not ill! Whatever might be wrong does not hurt me! I do feel great and you should not be cheeky towards an adult!” Harry reproached Draco.
This silenced Draco and the man effectively and put the girl into a fit of laughter. Astonished about these results but content about something well done, Harry gave Draco a kiss on the cheek to show him that he was not angry with him and snuggled up against him to wait.
A moment later the nurse and a man, who looked like a thinner version of Father Christmas entered the hospital wing. The man’s eyes twinkled when he saw the two boys on the bed, the flabbergasted man standing in the middle of the room and the hysterically laughing girl next to the fainted boy.
“How nice! Now that everyone has managed to arrive…” He turned to the flabbergasted man. “Severus would you start with your explanation about the potion? I think we all want to know what happened to our dear Harry.” Father Christmas asked cheerfully.
“What? Oh yes, of course.” The dark man started, rather uncertain. “The potion was based off of the de-ageing potion the lesson was about. But it seems as if the quantities of some ingredients were ignored. That made the potion unstable and would have resulted into making Potter change his age between ten and seventeen for some time.
But, somehow the idiot who created the potion also managed to choose one of the wrong ingredients. Instead of a normal tulip-onion he chose a black tulip-onion. These flowers are magical and blossom only in dark places by night. They are not really considered dark, but are often used by the dark-arts, because they have the ability to absorb a person’s emotions when used in potions.
They can be handled like normal tulips until you start to slice them. When you are in a positive mood the effects of the potion will be enhanced and focused on the main purpose. But if you are in a negative mood the effects of the potion will split between physical, mental and emotional effects. It is often used to torture prisoners with more than just physical pain.
The effect caused by the onion’s properties will last until the drinker experiences the same emotions the brewer had while creating the potion
In our case we can presume that the emotion was dark because Macmillian had landed himself detention for being ten minutes late. Together, with the instability of the potion, are going to have to deal with a Potter who is going to go through multiple stages of age in body, mind, and emotional maturity.”
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[I did not think of Star Wars when I wrote about the “wanting with force” but it fits :-)]
I didn’t like to write this chapter but it was necessary.
But the next one will have real smut and you can say thank you to Snape for that!
So tell me that you love the story and I will try to write faster.
Note: Harry is getting used to calling Draco by his name and no longer his angel, but he is still a bit confused and there is also something else that is disturbing Harry’s thinking. That’s why Draco is called both in this chapter.
Meeting the friends
Early in the morning Harry was woken by someone screaming and a lot of shaking of his pillow. Because his pillow was a nice and firm torso, which belonged to his angel, Harry’s first reaction was to strengthen his grip to keep it close. After securing his pillow, he opened his eyes to examine the screamers.
One was a red boy, who made Harry giggle because of his red hair, a red face and red clothes. The other was a girl who looked quite annoyed and seemed to be trying to reason with both the red-one and his angel. But despite all the screaming and Draco’s attempts to get free, Harry did not feel afraid. He felt annoyed, knowing he’d been woken up, although he wanted continue sleeping. But annoyed was all he felt, there wasn’t the same fear he’d felt while at the Dursley’s…somehow he knew these people wouldn’t hurt him.
Suddenly the red-one stepped closer and made to grip Draco’s arm
“Back off! I dare you to try to take my angel away from me when you don’t know what’s going on! And you Draco, stop squirming, you will not get away that easily.”
Harry screamed at the red-one but he couldn’t do anything because of Draco’s attempts to flee. He wanted the boy out of reach of the angel, but he couldn’t let Draco go because he might try to get up. That’s why he did the next best thing that felt natural: wanting with force!
In all likelihood Harry would have been the most astonished one in the room as the red-one staggered backwards as if someone had shoved him. But he was distracted by Draco’s continued struggles.
He looked up towards the blonde’s face and was a bit confused to see Draco smiling, his eyes full of delight. In his confusion he neither noticed the silence that followed his outburst nor was he prepared to be jerked upwards and kissed passionately.
Harry’s brain, unable to handle this sudden reaction, was more than happy to allow his body to take control. He responded fervently and immediately started to feel light-headed. When they broke the kiss Harry became aware of a strange tightening of his trousers, but all he could think about was that the new friction felt awesome.
While Harry was still enjoying the feelings the kiss had induced, Draco exclaimed, relieved, “Oh, Harry! I thought that you would stay ten years old for longer than a few hours. I was so scared that I wouldn’t be able to restrain myself long enough. You were just so tempting and sweet and…you have no idea what you did to my libido! “
The two other people present watched the scene open-mouthed and were ready to faint when Harry frowned. “What do you mean by that nonsense? I am ten years old and what’s a libido?”
The following silence was broken suddenly by a heavy thud and a muttered “Oh my”.
When no one spoke, Harry became more uneasy with each passing minute. He dared not to ask what was wrong as his angel’s face fell with disappointment and the girl continued to stare with wide open eyes.
He was saved from his misery by the dark man who had made Draco angry yesterday. The man rushed into the infirmary, the door closing behind him with a staggering bang. Startling Draco and the girl out of their musing and reacquainted them with reality. The girl turned to look at the red-boy, her eyes darting around confused before she saw him lying on the floor next to her. She knelt down immediately to check if he was injured. Seeing that he had just fainted, she shook her head and got up listening to the questions Draco was shooting at the man.
“What did you find? What was in the potion and how long will it take to make him normal again? Will it leave permanent after affects? Do you need anything the school can not afford? I’ll buy it!”
“Mr Malfoy, I do not believe that I am required to explain the situation to you first. If you are concerned about the results of my research, you will have to wait, until I explain them to the headmaster and Madam Pomfrey.” The man’s arrogant tone seemed to make Draco really angry and because Harry didn’t see any reason he would necessarily need to know the news, he decided that it wouldn’t hurt anyone to wait some minutes.
“Draco, I’m not ill! Whatever might be wrong does not hurt me! I do feel great and you should not be cheeky towards an adult!” Harry reproached Draco.
This silenced Draco and the man effectively and put the girl into a fit of laughter. Astonished about these results but content about something well done, Harry gave Draco a kiss on the cheek to show him that he was not angry with him and snuggled up against him to wait.
A moment later the nurse and a man, who looked like a thinner version of Father Christmas entered the hospital wing. The man’s eyes twinkled when he saw the two boys on the bed, the flabbergasted man standing in the middle of the room and the hysterically laughing girl next to the fainted boy.
“How nice! Now that everyone has managed to arrive…” He turned to the flabbergasted man. “Severus would you start with your explanation about the potion? I think we all want to know what happened to our dear Harry.” Father Christmas asked cheerfully.
“What? Oh yes, of course.” The dark man started, rather uncertain. “The potion was based off of the de-ageing potion the lesson was about. But it seems as if the quantities of some ingredients were ignored. That made the potion unstable and would have resulted into making Potter change his age between ten and seventeen for some time.
But, somehow the idiot who created the potion also managed to choose one of the wrong ingredients. Instead of a normal tulip-onion he chose a black tulip-onion. These flowers are magical and blossom only in dark places by night. They are not really considered dark, but are often used by the dark-arts, because they have the ability to absorb a person’s emotions when used in potions.
They can be handled like normal tulips until you start to slice them. When you are in a positive mood the effects of the potion will be enhanced and focused on the main purpose. But if you are in a negative mood the effects of the potion will split between physical, mental and emotional effects. It is often used to torture prisoners with more than just physical pain.
The effect caused by the onion’s properties will last until the drinker experiences the same emotions the brewer had while creating the potion
In our case we can presume that the emotion was dark because Macmillian had landed himself detention for being ten minutes late. Together, with the instability of the potion, are going to have to deal with a Potter who is going to go through multiple stages of age in body, mind, and emotional maturity.”
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[I did not think of Star Wars when I wrote about the “wanting with force” but it fits :-)]
I didn’t like to write this chapter but it was necessary.
But the next one will have real smut and you can say thank you to Snape for that!
So tell me that you love the story and I will try to write faster.