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chapter 7
CHAPTER 7
With a smile and a wink, Ginny walked out the door as Liam and Draco just looked at each other.
“So, Lee…”
“Dray.” Rolling his eyes, he threw a punch at the boy’s shoulder. That set off a reaction that ended up with the boys rolling around the floor mock fighting.
Eventually Lee pulled away to breath. “So that killed a good hour. What ever shall we do now?”
“You open to suggestions?” Draco blanched at the words, ‘that wasn’t at all subtle.'
‘Was that an innuendo? What am I thinking? Of course it wasn’t’ Lee scoffed, and ignored it. “What ever shall we do Dray?” he asked in a high voice. “We only have,” he paused to look at his watch. “3 hours and 42 minutes until the dance.” He changed his voice back to normal. “I think you’re gunna need more time.” He turned and ran out the door, not waiting for Draco’s retaliation.
Draco stared at the swinging door for a second before the words hit him. He instantly gave chase, “Liam Alexander! Get back here!”
He chased the retreating boy’s back the entire way back to the room. For some weird reason, there was never another room given to the professors. So they decided to fall back to the sleeping patterns of the summers; both in one bed.
It was completely platonic; much to the private annoyance to both boys. But it helped with the nightmares, and gave the boys the opportunity to feel safe for the first time.
They proceeded to amuse themselves for the next few hours, before Liam realized what time it was.
“Come on Dray! We can’t be late. I wonder what we’ll be dressed in, and how strong the spell will be. I don’t want to make a fool of myself. But it’s not like they’ll know who I am…..”
Draco let the boy ramble on as he stared at himself in the mirror. He had decided to wear black drawstring pants, and a deep blood-red t-shirt.
Liam broke off and went over to stand behind Draco in the mirror. “You look fine Dray, don’t worry.”
Draco smiled wanly and turned to face Liam, bringing their faces incredibly close together. Liam’s breath hitched as Draco raised his hand towards his face.
He couldn’t take it anymore, he closed his eyes, and when he didn’t feel Draco’s hand against his face, he slowly opened them back up. Draco held a feather in his hand. “You had a feather.” He said unnecessarily. Liam only nodded, disappointment flickering through his eyes.
They stayed face-to-face for what seemed like forever before knocking interrupted them. Ginny walked though the stone archway, without waiting for a response.
She took one look at their position and rolled her eyes. “Come on, you’re going to be late.”
Liam turned around to face her. “Yes, mother, sorry mother.” He mocked.
She sighed. “Why do I put up with you two?” She asked the rhetorically to the ceiling. She looked both boys up and down. “Dray you’re good. Lee,” she sighed again. “Come ‘ere. We’re going to find you something to wear.”
“What’s wrong with what I have on?”
“Dray, explain to this idiot the importance of matching, again.”
“But…But…” Liam sputtered.
“She’s right, Lee.”
Liam stalked over to the closet, mumbling under his breath. Stripping off the offending garments, he grabbed a pair of black bondage pants, and a white see through shirt that showed off the tribal wings tattooed on his back.
“Liam?”
He turned at his name. “Is this better?” When Ginny’s shocked look hadn’t vanished, and Draco’s amusement became more pronounced, he sighed. “What is it this time?”
“When,” she gulped. “When did you get that done?”
He craned his neck to look at his back. “The wings? Over the summer, Dray’s got a pair as well.” Draco nodded in agreement.
“oh.” She said in a small voice. “How many do you have now?”
He paused to think. “The wings, the snitch on my inside wrist, the tribal armband, Sirius’ name on my lower back, Japanese words on the back of my neck, the snake down my leg, and a Lily on my hip. And I think that’s it. Dray?”
“Yeah. As for me, I have the wings, a dragon sleeve, a snitch on my hip, and flames.”
“Oh,” she uttered again, before seeming to snap out of her daze. “Well it looks better Lee. And now we’re going to be late.”
“But I thought it doesn’t start for another half hour or so.”
“Exactly.” She replied as she forcefully dragged the boys out the door. “If you two were paying attention, and not staring at each other, then you would’ve heard that Dumbledore wanted us teachers there early.” She continued to drag them to the entrance of the Great Hall; where she finally released them. “Now, place your ticket..”
“Ugh, Gin?” Draco interrupted.
“If you’re about to tell me that you left your ticket in the room, so help me Merlin, Dray, I will…”
“I got them.” Liam interrupted, holding the two tickets in his hand. “I figured you’d forget.”
“Thanks, Lee.”
Ginny just looked at him funnily before shaking her head. “Right, so, place the ticket in the box, and walk through the door.”
“Just like that?”
She nodded, “Just like that.”
Draco bowed, “Ladies first.”
“And they say chivalry’s dead,” she mumbled. “I’ll see you guys later, I suppose. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She shot back over her shoulder as she walked up to the box, and stuck her ticket in. When the box turned red, the door clicked open, and Ginny walked through, the door swinging closed behind her.
“You’re next, Lee.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Welcome.”
Liam shook his head in amusement as he placed his ticket in the box. He waited for the light to turn on, and then went through the door.
Looking down at himself, he laughed as he realized that the spell was putting him into a Chippendale costume; see through clothes, complete with a black thong. Then the confusion spell kicked in, and his mind went blank.
Glancing around, he found that he was standing on some sort of raised platform; instead of next to the door like he thought he’d be. He looked around and realized that no one was a scantly dressed as he was. And wondered about that as he moved among the Greek gods, Muggle stars, and other famous and provoking costumes.
Ignoring the whistles and muttered comments, he made his way to a clear area to get a better look around. It was at that moment that his eyes lit upon another scantly dressed body.
He stared, entrapped, at the lean body. Running his eyes down the wiry frame, and he mentally cursed the green thong that hid his view, and taunted him at the same time. Tattoos were visible on the body, and he was dying to run his fingers over them, tracing their shape.
The blonde hair was seductively mused; giving it the ‘just thoroughly shagged’ look, and he felt himself harden, images of that body in bed, below his, filling his mind.
There was a nagging voice in the back of his head that was trying to tell him that he knew this person, but the confusion spell over-powered rational thought.
Blinking, he found himself lost in the bright silver eyes. He was so caught up in them; he never realized that he was slowly making his way towards the other boy.
A/N:
soo.. yeah. really sorry about the lack of updating.. real life really sucks sometimes... an then ended it on a cliffie.. so sorry. i hope some of it helped.
With a smile and a wink, Ginny walked out the door as Liam and Draco just looked at each other.
“So, Lee…”
“Dray.” Rolling his eyes, he threw a punch at the boy’s shoulder. That set off a reaction that ended up with the boys rolling around the floor mock fighting.
Eventually Lee pulled away to breath. “So that killed a good hour. What ever shall we do now?”
“You open to suggestions?” Draco blanched at the words, ‘that wasn’t at all subtle.'
‘Was that an innuendo? What am I thinking? Of course it wasn’t’ Lee scoffed, and ignored it. “What ever shall we do Dray?” he asked in a high voice. “We only have,” he paused to look at his watch. “3 hours and 42 minutes until the dance.” He changed his voice back to normal. “I think you’re gunna need more time.” He turned and ran out the door, not waiting for Draco’s retaliation.
Draco stared at the swinging door for a second before the words hit him. He instantly gave chase, “Liam Alexander! Get back here!”
He chased the retreating boy’s back the entire way back to the room. For some weird reason, there was never another room given to the professors. So they decided to fall back to the sleeping patterns of the summers; both in one bed.
It was completely platonic; much to the private annoyance to both boys. But it helped with the nightmares, and gave the boys the opportunity to feel safe for the first time.
They proceeded to amuse themselves for the next few hours, before Liam realized what time it was.
“Come on Dray! We can’t be late. I wonder what we’ll be dressed in, and how strong the spell will be. I don’t want to make a fool of myself. But it’s not like they’ll know who I am…..”
Draco let the boy ramble on as he stared at himself in the mirror. He had decided to wear black drawstring pants, and a deep blood-red t-shirt.
Liam broke off and went over to stand behind Draco in the mirror. “You look fine Dray, don’t worry.”
Draco smiled wanly and turned to face Liam, bringing their faces incredibly close together. Liam’s breath hitched as Draco raised his hand towards his face.
He couldn’t take it anymore, he closed his eyes, and when he didn’t feel Draco’s hand against his face, he slowly opened them back up. Draco held a feather in his hand. “You had a feather.” He said unnecessarily. Liam only nodded, disappointment flickering through his eyes.
They stayed face-to-face for what seemed like forever before knocking interrupted them. Ginny walked though the stone archway, without waiting for a response.
She took one look at their position and rolled her eyes. “Come on, you’re going to be late.”
Liam turned around to face her. “Yes, mother, sorry mother.” He mocked.
She sighed. “Why do I put up with you two?” She asked the rhetorically to the ceiling. She looked both boys up and down. “Dray you’re good. Lee,” she sighed again. “Come ‘ere. We’re going to find you something to wear.”
“What’s wrong with what I have on?”
“Dray, explain to this idiot the importance of matching, again.”
“But…But…” Liam sputtered.
“She’s right, Lee.”
Liam stalked over to the closet, mumbling under his breath. Stripping off the offending garments, he grabbed a pair of black bondage pants, and a white see through shirt that showed off the tribal wings tattooed on his back.
“Liam?”
He turned at his name. “Is this better?” When Ginny’s shocked look hadn’t vanished, and Draco’s amusement became more pronounced, he sighed. “What is it this time?”
“When,” she gulped. “When did you get that done?”
He craned his neck to look at his back. “The wings? Over the summer, Dray’s got a pair as well.” Draco nodded in agreement.
“oh.” She said in a small voice. “How many do you have now?”
He paused to think. “The wings, the snitch on my inside wrist, the tribal armband, Sirius’ name on my lower back, Japanese words on the back of my neck, the snake down my leg, and a Lily on my hip. And I think that’s it. Dray?”
“Yeah. As for me, I have the wings, a dragon sleeve, a snitch on my hip, and flames.”
“Oh,” she uttered again, before seeming to snap out of her daze. “Well it looks better Lee. And now we’re going to be late.”
“But I thought it doesn’t start for another half hour or so.”
“Exactly.” She replied as she forcefully dragged the boys out the door. “If you two were paying attention, and not staring at each other, then you would’ve heard that Dumbledore wanted us teachers there early.” She continued to drag them to the entrance of the Great Hall; where she finally released them. “Now, place your ticket..”
“Ugh, Gin?” Draco interrupted.
“If you’re about to tell me that you left your ticket in the room, so help me Merlin, Dray, I will…”
“I got them.” Liam interrupted, holding the two tickets in his hand. “I figured you’d forget.”
“Thanks, Lee.”
Ginny just looked at him funnily before shaking her head. “Right, so, place the ticket in the box, and walk through the door.”
“Just like that?”
She nodded, “Just like that.”
Draco bowed, “Ladies first.”
“And they say chivalry’s dead,” she mumbled. “I’ll see you guys later, I suppose. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She shot back over her shoulder as she walked up to the box, and stuck her ticket in. When the box turned red, the door clicked open, and Ginny walked through, the door swinging closed behind her.
“You’re next, Lee.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Welcome.”
Liam shook his head in amusement as he placed his ticket in the box. He waited for the light to turn on, and then went through the door.
Looking down at himself, he laughed as he realized that the spell was putting him into a Chippendale costume; see through clothes, complete with a black thong. Then the confusion spell kicked in, and his mind went blank.
Glancing around, he found that he was standing on some sort of raised platform; instead of next to the door like he thought he’d be. He looked around and realized that no one was a scantly dressed as he was. And wondered about that as he moved among the Greek gods, Muggle stars, and other famous and provoking costumes.
Ignoring the whistles and muttered comments, he made his way to a clear area to get a better look around. It was at that moment that his eyes lit upon another scantly dressed body.
He stared, entrapped, at the lean body. Running his eyes down the wiry frame, and he mentally cursed the green thong that hid his view, and taunted him at the same time. Tattoos were visible on the body, and he was dying to run his fingers over them, tracing their shape.
The blonde hair was seductively mused; giving it the ‘just thoroughly shagged’ look, and he felt himself harden, images of that body in bed, below his, filling his mind.
There was a nagging voice in the back of his head that was trying to tell him that he knew this person, but the confusion spell over-powered rational thought.
Blinking, he found himself lost in the bright silver eyes. He was so caught up in them; he never realized that he was slowly making his way towards the other boy.
A/N:
soo.. yeah. really sorry about the lack of updating.. real life really sucks sometimes... an then ended it on a cliffie.. so sorry. i hope some of it helped.