Harry Potter and Goblet of Fire: The Musical
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
1,543
Reviews:
4
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.
A Sentimental Man?
The second Task of the Triwizard Tournament was over, and the first two-thirds of the silly thing was finished.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
Little did he know what was just around the corner.
The door of Professor Binns’s classroom opened and every head shot up, hoping they were the ones called out of class.
“Harry Potter?” Squeaked a terrified first year. “The Headmaster would like to see you.”
Harry gathered his things as quickly as he could and bolted. The ghost of the History of Magic teacher droned on, uninterrupted.
He arrived a few minutes later in Dumbledore’s office.
“You wanted to see me, Professor?” He gasped, slightly out of breath.
Dumbledore smiled brightly and waved Harry to a chair.
“My dear boy, I called you up here to see how you are holding up so far. The first two Tasks were extremely trying, were they not?”
“Er...” Was as far as Harry got before Dumbledore began again. This time to sing.
“You see Harry, I am a sentimental man. Who always longed to be...a father. That’s why I do the best I can, to treat each student here at Hogwarts as son...or daughter. So Harry, I’d like to raise you high, because I think everyone deserves the chance to fly! And helping you with your ascent allows me to feel so...parental. For I am a sentimental man.”
A/N: Whew! That was a quickie, eh? I promise more to come...but only if you REVIEW!
Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
Little did he know what was just around the corner.
The door of Professor Binns’s classroom opened and every head shot up, hoping they were the ones called out of class.
“Harry Potter?” Squeaked a terrified first year. “The Headmaster would like to see you.”
Harry gathered his things as quickly as he could and bolted. The ghost of the History of Magic teacher droned on, uninterrupted.
He arrived a few minutes later in Dumbledore’s office.
“You wanted to see me, Professor?” He gasped, slightly out of breath.
Dumbledore smiled brightly and waved Harry to a chair.
“My dear boy, I called you up here to see how you are holding up so far. The first two Tasks were extremely trying, were they not?”
“Er...” Was as far as Harry got before Dumbledore began again. This time to sing.
“You see Harry, I am a sentimental man. Who always longed to be...a father. That’s why I do the best I can, to treat each student here at Hogwarts as son...or daughter. So Harry, I’d like to raise you high, because I think everyone deserves the chance to fly! And helping you with your ascent allows me to feel so...parental. For I am a sentimental man.”
A/N: Whew! That was a quickie, eh? I promise more to come...but only if you REVIEW!