F.R.I.D.A.Y. T.H.E. 1.3.T.H. Series

Title:
F.R.I.D.A.Y T.H.E 1.3.T.H Series

Author:
Bleeding Star Goddess and can be contacted at Toqkid@aol.com
or Satarian@aol.com

Chapter: 
5/13

Word count: style='font-size:8.0pt;line-height:150%;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:
"Courier New"'>169

Pairings: 
Various

Rating: 
G to NC-17

Disclaimer: 
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK
Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books,
Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner
Bros., Inc.  No money is being made and
no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Warnings:style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  The warning in the stories produced will vary
from chapter to chapter; some will contain incest, threesomes, bondage, graphic
sexual situations between male/male, female/female, and male/female partners
and other situations.  This particular
chapter of the series contains mention slavery and homosexual relationships.

Summary:style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Should you spill salt, you must quickly take
that salt and throw it over your shoulder… however, you must be careful and
make sure no one is behind you when this is being done or great and terrible
consequences can occur.

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A.

They
gazed at him, eyes wide.

"Harry
quick, throw it over your shoulder."

"It's
just spilt sat Ron," he said with a roll of his eyes.

"Please!"
both Hermione and Ron urged in unison. 
He sighed, gathering the salt.

He
threw it over his shoulder.

"Watch
it Potter!"

Harry
turned and glared.

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His
friends looked worried and Malfoy noticed the unease.

"Potter…"
he smirked, "Were you just throwing salt?"

Harry
suddenly shivered without understanding.

"Yeah
so-"

"NO!

But it
was too late, Malfoy grinned, leaning in close.

"So
I took your bad luck hmm?"

Harry's
shirt collar was grabbed roughly.

Lips
locked onto Harry's possessively and no one would protest Draco's sudden
actions.

Harry
shoved him away, enraged, but the hall was silent as Draco sneered.

"Attention!style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  I have been given Harry Potter's bad luck,
his payment is himself!"

"Malfoy
what-"

Another
kiss stopped his lips while he was made to stand.

"Come
along Harry," Draco purred, "It's time for you to start repaying
me…"

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