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Chapter 6
Hey people,
guess what
*biggrin*
I got BETAS!!!!!!!
2 most adorable, masochistic people
Reading my gibberish gets so much easier now!
Thank you Mandy
thanks Raven,
You're the best!!!
Just a quick chapter6, in 7 you'll see Drace again, promise, have fun
and review!!!
Chapter 6
Ron turned to his friend, shock visible in his face.
“Did you know that?? How can a good looking woman like her be related to Old Greasy Git?”
Harry chuckled while loading food onto his plate.
“No I didn’t know it, though it seems quite obvious to me now. You need to look a little bit closer.”
For a while the tall redhead stared at the teacher’s table, eyes jerking back and forth between the Potion Master’s distinguishing features and the elegant beauty of the flute player.
Turning back to his friend he said helplessly, “Nope still don’t see it.”
Harry grinned disgustingly around a bite of chicken, he swallowed and then answered
“Well, there’s the hair. Deep black, both of ‘em. They are both unusually tall,
especially Pani. For a woman, 6’2 is not something common. They both have a very straight lined body form, pale skin and dark eyes, although slightly different
colors, and there’s something about the shape that makes them look alike.
I think both of their families must be anchored in Eastern Europe, since you see a slight similarity in their face structure.”
Harry had to grin as he remembered the boy he’d learned this from.
Piotr was his name. They’d had a nice fling. Whenever they were unattached and happened to meet up in their favorite club, they would hook up for a little bit of fun.
After a Russian guy had tried to pick up Piotr in his own language,
he had told Harry how all Slavic and Eastern European people have similar features.
He had hated it though when somebody thought he was Russian, Piotr had gotten quite wild that night.
Shaking his head to clear it, Harry looked back to his friend only to see him nodding reluctantly.
“Yeah maybe.” That was all the admission he would get from the boy.
Hermione spoke up, Harry had been wondering why she was silent for so long,
“Why have you been starring at Snape so much, Harry?”
The innocence in her voice was belied by the twinkle in her eyes.
Harry chuckled, “Know your friends, but know your enemies even better.”
One of Snape’s first lessons.
Hermione giggled and whispered, leaning close to him so nobody could overhear her,
“Which is a good excuse for all the starring matches you have with Malfoy. Really Harry, how dreadfully Slytherin of you!”
Fortunately for him the Golden Boy was spared having to answer that observation when
Dean Thomas began to throw peas at him for being the only Gryffindor in the hot new teacher’s class.
The day continued pretty much uneventful and Harry would deny to his death having any dreams of him and Malfoy in a rose colored field with snow flakes falling down on them.
tbc
guess what
*biggrin*
I got BETAS!!!!!!!
2 most adorable, masochistic people
Reading my gibberish gets so much easier now!
Thank you Mandy
thanks Raven,
You're the best!!!
Just a quick chapter6, in 7 you'll see Drace again, promise, have fun
and review!!!
Chapter 6
Ron turned to his friend, shock visible in his face.
“Did you know that?? How can a good looking woman like her be related to Old Greasy Git?”
Harry chuckled while loading food onto his plate.
“No I didn’t know it, though it seems quite obvious to me now. You need to look a little bit closer.”
For a while the tall redhead stared at the teacher’s table, eyes jerking back and forth between the Potion Master’s distinguishing features and the elegant beauty of the flute player.
Turning back to his friend he said helplessly, “Nope still don’t see it.”
Harry grinned disgustingly around a bite of chicken, he swallowed and then answered
“Well, there’s the hair. Deep black, both of ‘em. They are both unusually tall,
especially Pani. For a woman, 6’2 is not something common. They both have a very straight lined body form, pale skin and dark eyes, although slightly different
colors, and there’s something about the shape that makes them look alike.
I think both of their families must be anchored in Eastern Europe, since you see a slight similarity in their face structure.”
Harry had to grin as he remembered the boy he’d learned this from.
Piotr was his name. They’d had a nice fling. Whenever they were unattached and happened to meet up in their favorite club, they would hook up for a little bit of fun.
After a Russian guy had tried to pick up Piotr in his own language,
he had told Harry how all Slavic and Eastern European people have similar features.
He had hated it though when somebody thought he was Russian, Piotr had gotten quite wild that night.
Shaking his head to clear it, Harry looked back to his friend only to see him nodding reluctantly.
“Yeah maybe.” That was all the admission he would get from the boy.
Hermione spoke up, Harry had been wondering why she was silent for so long,
“Why have you been starring at Snape so much, Harry?”
The innocence in her voice was belied by the twinkle in her eyes.
Harry chuckled, “Know your friends, but know your enemies even better.”
One of Snape’s first lessons.
Hermione giggled and whispered, leaning close to him so nobody could overhear her,
“Which is a good excuse for all the starring matches you have with Malfoy. Really Harry, how dreadfully Slytherin of you!”
Fortunately for him the Golden Boy was spared having to answer that observation when
Dean Thomas began to throw peas at him for being the only Gryffindor in the hot new teacher’s class.
The day continued pretty much uneventful and Harry would deny to his death having any dreams of him and Malfoy in a rose colored field with snow flakes falling down on them.
tbc