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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
6,147
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1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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You got that Peirced?!
Ch1: Prologue.
The winter holidays were over, and it was the first day of classes. It was 8am and everyone, excluding Hermione, wanted to go back to bed. Breakfast was a somber affair; that is, until the oak doors slammed open, sending everyone to their feet and out into the hall. A gasp rippled through the crowd. In the door way stood Harry Potter; hair, now shoulder length, was streaked with green and pulled back into a ponytail. His emerald eyes shimmered, the lack of glasses bringing them out. He wore black robes over leather, skin tight, black pants with chains, rings, and buckles. A red dragon scale shirt glimmered under a black mid drift cotton shirt, with a rip down the front, ribbed with safety pins. A pair of knee high dragon hide boots adorned his legs, black snake skin gloves and a twisted heart choker glittered from his neck. All topped off with piercings in his lip, eyebrow, nose, 4 on each ear, and tongue.
Harry smirked and strode into the hall, the doors slamming shut behind him. Looking out over the crowd at all the shocked expressions, Harry let out a bark of laughter, and stepped past the stunned mass of students into the great hall. Harry took one look at the room and crossed the hall to the Slytherin tables. Taking a seat, he began piling food onto a plate that was formerly the Slytherin Kings.
The winter holidays were over, and it was the first day of classes. It was 8am and everyone, excluding Hermione, wanted to go back to bed. Breakfast was a somber affair; that is, until the oak doors slammed open, sending everyone to their feet and out into the hall. A gasp rippled through the crowd. In the door way stood Harry Potter; hair, now shoulder length, was streaked with green and pulled back into a ponytail. His emerald eyes shimmered, the lack of glasses bringing them out. He wore black robes over leather, skin tight, black pants with chains, rings, and buckles. A red dragon scale shirt glimmered under a black mid drift cotton shirt, with a rip down the front, ribbed with safety pins. A pair of knee high dragon hide boots adorned his legs, black snake skin gloves and a twisted heart choker glittered from his neck. All topped off with piercings in his lip, eyebrow, nose, 4 on each ear, and tongue.
Harry smirked and strode into the hall, the doors slamming shut behind him. Looking out over the crowd at all the shocked expressions, Harry let out a bark of laughter, and stepped past the stunned mass of students into the great hall. Harry took one look at the room and crossed the hall to the Slytherin tables. Taking a seat, he began piling food onto a plate that was formerly the Slytherin Kings.