Up the Duff
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
31
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26,375
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172
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Unwise Decisions
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“Potter!” Severus Snape’s dark eyes narrowed dangerously. “Tell me you didn’t.”
“D-didn’t w-w-what?” Harry stammered, eyes desperately scanning the room for an escape route. Beside him, Draco stood frozen like a statue.
“Surely,” Snape hissed as he advanced on his cowering student, “even YOU couldn’t be foolish enough to have intercourse with someone who had just been awash in Duff glop!”
“Urrrk…” Harry explained eloquently, slowly edging closer to the door.
“Can you believe this?!” An outraged Severus Snape demanded of the person standing closest to him at the moment, who just happened to be a half naked Argus Filch.
“Aye.” The muck encrusted kitty lover continued to stroke his stinking and rapidly stiffening, muck encrusted kitty as he calmly nodded at Snape. “ ’at ’ere boy always ’as been a bit on the strange side.”
Considering who that was coming from, all the professor could do for a moment was stare slack jawed at Filch as he continued to pet his foul-smelling pussy.
Desperately, Severus cast his eyes around the room for someone with enough intelligence to understand the gravity of the situation.
Hagrid had his face pressed flush against the energy bubble currently holding the viscous creature. “Yer coming ‘ome wit’ me, me’ lovely.” The half giant purred, making goo goo eyes at the big glutinous thing.
Meanwhile, Draco seemed to have turned to stone. He hadn’t so much as twitched since hearing the news.
Snape threw his arms up in complete disgust. Apparently he was surrounded by perverts and idiots. “Damn it Potter! -Malfoy, have you no control over your hormones whatsoever?!” He yelled aghast.
Harry flushed crimson.
“Oh Gods!” Severus collapsed into the chair behind his desk. “How am I ever going to tell Narcissa?”
“Might not be so bad.” Harry offered hesitantly. “The Malfoy’s have always been big on family.”
Severus slowly lifted his head to glare bullets at his least favorite student. “I seriously doubt she was expecting her still teenage son to get PREGNANT Potter! -Malfoy, because his horny, imbecile of a husband couldn’t keep his pants on even in the middle of a dark forest and even after Draco had been slimed by an unknown beast!”
Harry chewed at his bottom lip. It was just barely possible that Snape might have a point there.
“Its not a sure thing though right?” Harry asked tentatively. “Its possible that it didn’t work.”
“Potter….” Severus sighed loudly. “Draco was covered from head to toe in Duff stuff. There’s very little chance that it didn’t take.”
Harry glanced over at his still frozen and extremely pale husband. He was pretty sure that Draco was suffering from shock. At least Snape didn’t appear to want to kill him at the moment. Harry relaxed just a bit.
“How soon can we know?” Harry inquired of his professor.
“Madame Pomfrey should be able to tell in a few days.” Snape said miserably, already imagining Narcissa’s fury when she heard the news. He just hoped she would be reasonable and try not to kill the messenger.
“Ok then.” Harry nodded. “There’s no need to panic until we know for sure.”
Satisfied that Snape wasn’t going to attack him for impregnating his godson just yet, the appreciative vampire thanked Merlin for the reprieve. At least he was safe for now. Harry breathed a sigh of relief and turned to check on his husband.
The boy who lived, who became the boy who died and lived again only to turn into the boy who ever so foolishly knocked up his pure-blood husband, almost became the boy who shit his trousers as he abruptly found himself on the receiving end of an obviously furious Malfoy’s wand as he turned.
Wide green eyes met enraged storm gray.
“D-D-Draco….” Harry gulped loudly.
“YOU!” Draco Malfoy-Potter hissed at his beloved husband in what could only be described as a rabidly unfriendly fashion. One blond eyebrow twitched convulsively. “YOU DID THIS TO ME!”
A/N: I just wanted to take a moment to wish each and every one of you a very Merry Christmas!
Thank you all for being so nice and for the great reviews youve left on my stories.
I really appreciate it.
A big hug and Merry Christmas!
“Potter!” Severus Snape’s dark eyes narrowed dangerously. “Tell me you didn’t.”
“D-didn’t w-w-what?” Harry stammered, eyes desperately scanning the room for an escape route. Beside him, Draco stood frozen like a statue.
“Surely,” Snape hissed as he advanced on his cowering student, “even YOU couldn’t be foolish enough to have intercourse with someone who had just been awash in Duff glop!”
“Urrrk…” Harry explained eloquently, slowly edging closer to the door.
“Can you believe this?!” An outraged Severus Snape demanded of the person standing closest to him at the moment, who just happened to be a half naked Argus Filch.
“Aye.” The muck encrusted kitty lover continued to stroke his stinking and rapidly stiffening, muck encrusted kitty as he calmly nodded at Snape. “ ’at ’ere boy always ’as been a bit on the strange side.”
Considering who that was coming from, all the professor could do for a moment was stare slack jawed at Filch as he continued to pet his foul-smelling pussy.
Desperately, Severus cast his eyes around the room for someone with enough intelligence to understand the gravity of the situation.
Hagrid had his face pressed flush against the energy bubble currently holding the viscous creature. “Yer coming ‘ome wit’ me, me’ lovely.” The half giant purred, making goo goo eyes at the big glutinous thing.
Meanwhile, Draco seemed to have turned to stone. He hadn’t so much as twitched since hearing the news.
Snape threw his arms up in complete disgust. Apparently he was surrounded by perverts and idiots. “Damn it Potter! -Malfoy, have you no control over your hormones whatsoever?!” He yelled aghast.
Harry flushed crimson.
“Oh Gods!” Severus collapsed into the chair behind his desk. “How am I ever going to tell Narcissa?”
“Might not be so bad.” Harry offered hesitantly. “The Malfoy’s have always been big on family.”
Severus slowly lifted his head to glare bullets at his least favorite student. “I seriously doubt she was expecting her still teenage son to get PREGNANT Potter! -Malfoy, because his horny, imbecile of a husband couldn’t keep his pants on even in the middle of a dark forest and even after Draco had been slimed by an unknown beast!”
Harry chewed at his bottom lip. It was just barely possible that Snape might have a point there.
“Its not a sure thing though right?” Harry asked tentatively. “Its possible that it didn’t work.”
“Potter….” Severus sighed loudly. “Draco was covered from head to toe in Duff stuff. There’s very little chance that it didn’t take.”
Harry glanced over at his still frozen and extremely pale husband. He was pretty sure that Draco was suffering from shock. At least Snape didn’t appear to want to kill him at the moment. Harry relaxed just a bit.
“How soon can we know?” Harry inquired of his professor.
“Madame Pomfrey should be able to tell in a few days.” Snape said miserably, already imagining Narcissa’s fury when she heard the news. He just hoped she would be reasonable and try not to kill the messenger.
“Ok then.” Harry nodded. “There’s no need to panic until we know for sure.”
Satisfied that Snape wasn’t going to attack him for impregnating his godson just yet, the appreciative vampire thanked Merlin for the reprieve. At least he was safe for now. Harry breathed a sigh of relief and turned to check on his husband.
The boy who lived, who became the boy who died and lived again only to turn into the boy who ever so foolishly knocked up his pure-blood husband, almost became the boy who shit his trousers as he abruptly found himself on the receiving end of an obviously furious Malfoy’s wand as he turned.
Wide green eyes met enraged storm gray.
“D-D-Draco….” Harry gulped loudly.
“YOU!” Draco Malfoy-Potter hissed at his beloved husband in what could only be described as a rabidly unfriendly fashion. One blond eyebrow twitched convulsively. “YOU DID THIS TO ME!”
A/N: I just wanted to take a moment to wish each and every one of you a very Merry Christmas!
Thank you all for being so nice and for the great reviews youve left on my stories.
I really appreciate it.
A big hug and Merry Christmas!