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Old Coot
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Chapter 7: Old Coot
Harry scowled at the man across from him, he had been sitting here for at least a good fifteen minutes and the old coot still hadn’t said a thing to him on the reason of why he was here instead of sitting with Draco to make sure he was ok. Draco was the only reason that Voldie was dead right now instead of both of them and frankly he just really was loath to leave him.
Well at least it seemed the old man had finally gotten the hint, at least now he was looking at him. As the minutes continued to stretch Harry’s scowl deepened into a very Snape like sneer and then finally into a rather canine like snarl after he had been there for going on an hour with the old man still saying nothing.
As the clock in the room stuck noon-nearly an hour and a half after he had been brought in here-he finally lost his patience. “Ok that’s it either says something or I am leaving. I have been here for an hour and a half and you haven’t said one word to me yet.” He spat out at Dumbledore as his eyes narrowed and his mouth twisted into a smirk one would expect from Draco Malfoy not Harry Potter at the look on the headmaster’s face.
“Of course my boy, I was just lost in my own thoughts.” Dumbledore replied with a smile and a twinkle in his eyes (A/N *twitch twitch* I hate that man and his damnable twinkling eyes *strangles Dumbledore* ok I feel better back to the chapter). After another moment of silence he spoke again “The reason I asked you here was to inquire as to where you have been for two weeks.”
Harry’s Snape like sneer returned as Dumbledore finally spoke up. “You mean to say that you haven’t been able to find me Dumbledore? And I thought you could always find me.” He replied rather enjoying the slightly hurt and offend look that flashed in the man’s eyes for a moment. “Well I have spent the last two weeks locked up in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor under the care of one Draco Malfoy and under the order of one Tom Marlvo Riddle also known as Voldemort or Voldie as I decided to call him.” He replied with a shrug as if it were nothing.
“I see. Well how is it that you and Mr. Malfoy were the only ones to survive in that group, and why is it you have taken a sudden interest in helping him?” Dumbledore questioned.
“We lived because we did.” Harry replied with another shrug “I don’t know how we did it, I suppose all the curses just missed us or something. As for why I am helping him, he kept me alive for two weeks it is only right I repay the favor.” He added before standing up. He had no interest in discussing this anymore with Dumbledore “So if there was nothing more, /Sir/?” he added emphasizing sir just enough to make the other under stand he was no longer going to be questioned and to make it a blatant dismissal.
When he received a waved hand form the other in reply he turned and continuing his Snape impression he headed out of the room with his robes billowing behind him. He paid little attention in his return to Draco’s room and several people were either shoved out of his way or moved out of the way of the rather evidently angered hero. When he got to Draco’s room he shoved the door open and it slammed against the wall violently only to be slammed shut again by the angered teen.
“How dare he! He had the nerve to call me there and let me sit there for and hour and half before saying /anything/! Then all he can do is ask where I have been for two weeks!? The arse, he thinks that he has to know where I am every second of everyday and that I have to tell him every move I make! But when I ask him questions he don’t have to tell me a thing the Old Coot..” What ever else he had been about to say was cut off by someone laughing behind him.
He turned to look at the person and stopped with his mouth hanging open as he realized who it was and where he was. He had been paying so little attention to where he was going that he had just gone to Draco’s room, while he had meant to go there after he had finished with Dumbledore by the time the meeting was over he was just to annoyed at the man to realize that he /had/ gone there. Snapping his mouth shut he attempted a glare at the other boy.
Draco’s laugh turned into a chuckle at the other boy’s halfhearted glare before dieing off as he stood up and made his way towards Harry. “Sounds like Dumbledore’s golden boy is having problems.” He said with something between a smirk and a smile on his face receiving a slightly more convincing glare in reply. “What’s wrong Harry don’t like being the Golden Boy anymore?” he asked his only answer still being the other’s glare.
He steeped closer to the other stopping only where there were mere inches between them. “That glare is not a good look for you hero boy. You just be the Dark Lord one would think you could at least smile.” He said his breath ghosting over the other’s lips as he spoke. His typical smirk came to his face when he heard the other’s breath hitch and then quicken when he started to breath again. “What’s wrong? You seem to be having some problems.” He asked innocently, but quite intentionally doing this to the other. Harry had never said anything after he had told him he fancied him, and he was determined to get a response even if it had been nearly a week.
“Nothing Draco.” Harry replied gruffly before his eyes widened in surprise as he realized his slip of calling him Draco. He didn’t have much time to worry about it though because not a second later the other’s lips were pressed against his own. His eyes widened even farther at the act, but after only a few seconds Draco pulled away and turned to go sit back down on his bed.
Draco felt like an idiot he had though that Harry fancied him too, but he hadn’t even responded when he kissed him and the grip now on his forearm was almost painful it was so tight. When the other forced him to turn back around his thoughts were again changed, maybe he did feel something, at least if he was any guess as what the emotions flashing in the other’s eyes were.
Sure enough not even a moment later he was proved correct when he was pulled into another kiss with Harry. He kept his lips pressed against the other’s until the need for air finally made him pull away “Does this mean that it is not nothing?” he asked when the other boy released his arm receiving another glare in reply to which he chuckled again.
After a moment the happiness of his new discovery was gone to be replaced by a yawn to which his reply was to tug o Harry’s sleeve. “Come on I am tired and I am sure you are too, lets get some rest.” He said half dragging Harry over to his bed where he shoved the other boy down onto it before laying down himself and soon falling asleep.
Harry lay awake for a long time glancing over at Draco now and again, well that answered his own question he was sure now that he at least felt /something/ for the other boy. What exactly was the real question…
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HA HA and end chapter…R&R please
thrnbrooke – Well here ya are chapter 7..happy now? Or were ya just waiting for the Yaoi?
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Chapter 7: Old Coot
Harry scowled at the man across from him, he had been sitting here for at least a good fifteen minutes and the old coot still hadn’t said a thing to him on the reason of why he was here instead of sitting with Draco to make sure he was ok. Draco was the only reason that Voldie was dead right now instead of both of them and frankly he just really was loath to leave him.
Well at least it seemed the old man had finally gotten the hint, at least now he was looking at him. As the minutes continued to stretch Harry’s scowl deepened into a very Snape like sneer and then finally into a rather canine like snarl after he had been there for going on an hour with the old man still saying nothing.
As the clock in the room stuck noon-nearly an hour and a half after he had been brought in here-he finally lost his patience. “Ok that’s it either says something or I am leaving. I have been here for an hour and a half and you haven’t said one word to me yet.” He spat out at Dumbledore as his eyes narrowed and his mouth twisted into a smirk one would expect from Draco Malfoy not Harry Potter at the look on the headmaster’s face.
“Of course my boy, I was just lost in my own thoughts.” Dumbledore replied with a smile and a twinkle in his eyes (A/N *twitch twitch* I hate that man and his damnable twinkling eyes *strangles Dumbledore* ok I feel better back to the chapter). After another moment of silence he spoke again “The reason I asked you here was to inquire as to where you have been for two weeks.”
Harry’s Snape like sneer returned as Dumbledore finally spoke up. “You mean to say that you haven’t been able to find me Dumbledore? And I thought you could always find me.” He replied rather enjoying the slightly hurt and offend look that flashed in the man’s eyes for a moment. “Well I have spent the last two weeks locked up in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor under the care of one Draco Malfoy and under the order of one Tom Marlvo Riddle also known as Voldemort or Voldie as I decided to call him.” He replied with a shrug as if it were nothing.
“I see. Well how is it that you and Mr. Malfoy were the only ones to survive in that group, and why is it you have taken a sudden interest in helping him?” Dumbledore questioned.
“We lived because we did.” Harry replied with another shrug “I don’t know how we did it, I suppose all the curses just missed us or something. As for why I am helping him, he kept me alive for two weeks it is only right I repay the favor.” He added before standing up. He had no interest in discussing this anymore with Dumbledore “So if there was nothing more, /Sir/?” he added emphasizing sir just enough to make the other under stand he was no longer going to be questioned and to make it a blatant dismissal.
When he received a waved hand form the other in reply he turned and continuing his Snape impression he headed out of the room with his robes billowing behind him. He paid little attention in his return to Draco’s room and several people were either shoved out of his way or moved out of the way of the rather evidently angered hero. When he got to Draco’s room he shoved the door open and it slammed against the wall violently only to be slammed shut again by the angered teen.
“How dare he! He had the nerve to call me there and let me sit there for and hour and half before saying /anything/! Then all he can do is ask where I have been for two weeks!? The arse, he thinks that he has to know where I am every second of everyday and that I have to tell him every move I make! But when I ask him questions he don’t have to tell me a thing the Old Coot..” What ever else he had been about to say was cut off by someone laughing behind him.
He turned to look at the person and stopped with his mouth hanging open as he realized who it was and where he was. He had been paying so little attention to where he was going that he had just gone to Draco’s room, while he had meant to go there after he had finished with Dumbledore by the time the meeting was over he was just to annoyed at the man to realize that he /had/ gone there. Snapping his mouth shut he attempted a glare at the other boy.
Draco’s laugh turned into a chuckle at the other boy’s halfhearted glare before dieing off as he stood up and made his way towards Harry. “Sounds like Dumbledore’s golden boy is having problems.” He said with something between a smirk and a smile on his face receiving a slightly more convincing glare in reply. “What’s wrong Harry don’t like being the Golden Boy anymore?” he asked his only answer still being the other’s glare.
He steeped closer to the other stopping only where there were mere inches between them. “That glare is not a good look for you hero boy. You just be the Dark Lord one would think you could at least smile.” He said his breath ghosting over the other’s lips as he spoke. His typical smirk came to his face when he heard the other’s breath hitch and then quicken when he started to breath again. “What’s wrong? You seem to be having some problems.” He asked innocently, but quite intentionally doing this to the other. Harry had never said anything after he had told him he fancied him, and he was determined to get a response even if it had been nearly a week.
“Nothing Draco.” Harry replied gruffly before his eyes widened in surprise as he realized his slip of calling him Draco. He didn’t have much time to worry about it though because not a second later the other’s lips were pressed against his own. His eyes widened even farther at the act, but after only a few seconds Draco pulled away and turned to go sit back down on his bed.
Draco felt like an idiot he had though that Harry fancied him too, but he hadn’t even responded when he kissed him and the grip now on his forearm was almost painful it was so tight. When the other forced him to turn back around his thoughts were again changed, maybe he did feel something, at least if he was any guess as what the emotions flashing in the other’s eyes were.
Sure enough not even a moment later he was proved correct when he was pulled into another kiss with Harry. He kept his lips pressed against the other’s until the need for air finally made him pull away “Does this mean that it is not nothing?” he asked when the other boy released his arm receiving another glare in reply to which he chuckled again.
After a moment the happiness of his new discovery was gone to be replaced by a yawn to which his reply was to tug o Harry’s sleeve. “Come on I am tired and I am sure you are too, lets get some rest.” He said half dragging Harry over to his bed where he shoved the other boy down onto it before laying down himself and soon falling asleep.
Harry lay awake for a long time glancing over at Draco now and again, well that answered his own question he was sure now that he at least felt /something/ for the other boy. What exactly was the real question…
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HA HA and end chapter…R&R please
thrnbrooke – Well here ya are chapter 7..happy now? Or were ya just waiting for the Yaoi?