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ENTRY #3
Title:Proffessor Harry goes to hogwarts
Author:shaddyr
I am of legal drinking age in my region: ghog yes, for so maby yrs
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: HP Drarrish something
Challenge/Prompts used: to varrying degrees...
Minerva McGonagall
Lost Luggage
Sweater Weather
Trains, Planes and Automobiles
Summary: "What the fuck, Malfoy?"
Rating/Warnings:Is PG, flirty innuendo. dildos but /no porny bits.
Word count: 1500ish -assumiong they are all acrtually works
Author's Notes (if any): OMG boozy cherriews. Uhm. So. i havent written in yhears and it probabl shows. that's my excuas/.
"What the fuck, Malfoy?"
Draco Malfoyslow turne d to face Harry, eyebrow cocked in confusdion, expression somewhere between puzzklement and a sneer. "What are you on about, Potter?"
"Where is my trunk?" Harry demanded, fighting back the urge to go for his wand as he glared an the man standing in front of him.
The puzzlement faded and it was definely all sneer now. "I have no idea," he huffed, the expression taking a turn to affronted.
Harry WSA aware that
a) he night be ov3erreadting
b) there was no acrtul proof trhat Malfoy was responsible
c) this wqas exactly the behavious Minerva had expressly warned him aginast.
Oh well, in for a knut, in for a galleom.
"Well, it's gone from the baggage car! Who else on the train would have done something with it?" Harry took a step froward, fishts clenched. "is this some kind of joke? We're goin as teachers!I thought you were above childish, school boy pranks!"
Malfoy's face slowly suffused with pink, lips going thin and flat, fury evident as he leaned in closer to Harry. " has it occured to you, oh blessed saviour, thgat we're on a train full of students who might find it hiolarious to prnk the new SADA professor?" he abuptly stepped back and turned away, wrapping his arms around his middle as he stared out the winod at the passing scottish countryside. "But of course, that would never4 occurt to you, would it?"
Harry stared for a moment and thought about it. And as he considered the idea, his anger deflated and chagrin set in.
"Err... " he scratched the back of his head and dropped his gazed to the floor as he felt heat flooding his own cheeks. "Ok, possibly, I might be acting like a prat," he managed, glancing up at Malfor from the corner of his eye.
Malfoy's head whipped around, shock eveident for just a moment before he managed to smoth out his features. "yes, you are."
Harry let out a sigh. "ok, yeah, I'm a complet prat," hes said, all the tension flowed out of him and he shook his head ruefully. He'd actually hoped when he aggreed to take up McGonagall's offewr this year that he'd be abgle to wpork out a cordial working relationship with Malfoy. The other man had been potions professor for two years already, and Mierva had emphasized how he had changed and grown since their school days. one of the conditions of taking the postion with that Harry be will to treat him qith respecyt and be openmided to cultivating a new relationship - which he had clearly bugger beyobnd hope in the first 5 minutes of interacting with him.
HE TOOK A DEEPT breath and started again. "proffeso malfor. It's a bit chilly, and I wwent backl to the baggage car to get my favourit jumper from my trunck, but it appears to be missing . As you've been working at Hogward for th3 last 2 years, do you have any idea as to whuich students might think pranbking the new DAD proffessor woudl bne briloant?"
malfoy turned to face him. He looked him up and down as Harry figdeted. Finally he spoke.
"Proffessor... Potter," he spoke and there was a definate sneer in the emphasis on his name. Harry winced, but figured he deserved it. Malfoy went on. "There are several I can think of who weould be capable of such a prank. Howeverm i suspect yoer trunk is actaully there, simple well disillusioned/"
"but I tried everying!" harry protested. " Finite Incantatem, accio, revelio--"
"Last year, I might have offered a course in advanced charms and spells for O level students," Malfoy interuptted, while nglanceing at the walls. "It is posible it covered topics like how to defeat basic revealing and summoning spells."
Harry;'s eyes narrowed. "So, possibly you are indeirectly responsbile for my trunk going missing."
Masfoy shrgged. "Anything is possihble, potter." He loo0ed down his bnose at harry, "I, of course, know the counterspel;ss if those were,m indeed, ixedx on your possisions."
Harrty took a deep breaht, counted to fve in heas head, and let it out., "malfoy..." he started.
Thew other man let out a sigh. "Ohg fine, lets go."
"Harry frowned. "You could just tell me-"
"I don;'t think so," ,alfoy cut him off. "you want to learn the spells and counter spells, you can come take ym advanmced class/"
They argued all the way to the gagge car.
"hoenstyly malfoyt!" Harry fumed, working to okeepm up with Mal;fou's long strides. :"why can't youn just tell me/ THEN YOU can get bac to whatever you were dpoing befiore!"
Malfoy shoved open the baggage car door and stepped through. "I already explaion3ed,. it's complicated." There was definetly malicious smirk on his face./ "you want to learn, you come to a triaing session like everyone else,"
Harry closed the door behind them, then glared and Malfpor. "So you do faculty trainigs ass well, then?"
Malfoy pursed his lips for amoment, then nooded./ :I suppose if there was a requestg, I ould set uyp a faculty traing" he conceeed."
"Brilliant," harry nbit out, strugglinhg to holfd his annoyance at bay. "So.then. Can you p[lease get on with uit, aincw I QM apparently incabple of doing this withouth yourt special class?
"Quite," Malfoy agreed, then closed his eyes.
hjarry watched, curiously. Malfoy began to chant while moving hjis wand in a complicated pattern. "occulta revelatur"
A femoments later, a shimme3r in the far end of thge car caught his eyes. As malfo continued to chat, it solidifeid into a fmilr shape.
My trunnk! harry exclaimed, releived to see it. at laste./ he walked over to it, laying his hand on the tiop. He looked up. "Thanks Malfoy."
Malfoty gave him a lookd. "Pehaps iub thye future, you won;'t jump to concluysusion."
Harry nodded as poppex the lid, "Abdsolutely," he agreed as he rifled though the contents, finally locaing his favourite jumper and pulling it free from all the things pilled on top of it.
"what in Salazars name is that?"
too laqte, harry realized that Malofy had walked up right behind him, and now had a claer into the trunk - and pulling the jumper free had revlaed several personal, intamite items , name;y a respetably sied blue didlo and abottle of lube
"Nothing!" he yel-ed,. he scrambled to close the trunk, but Malfoy flicked his wand and the the lid snapped back open.
"is that - swwet circe, is that a sex toy, Potter? " there was unadulterated glee in malfoy's voice and Harry groned. He hipchekced malfoy to the side, causing his to stumble and drop his wand, then finally sslammed the lid bck down and locked the trunk.
the conetns of my trunk and privat3e nad none of your business, malfoy.
"Oh I thin it's too late for hat Potter!" Malfoy positively cackled in amus,emt. "Now tell me, is out blessed saviour not able to pull these days?"
"Any poisitive felings toward Malfoy for his help and desire for a cordial working relationship evaporated. "You can fuck right off," he snarled. "Nothing you can say tha s worse than the shite the prophet prints ever weekend. Not thabnt ist any of tyou fucking busines but I am ont looking for pull stangers so what i do to tkaje car of my own needs in my down time is non od your businees, and I promimse if you trying start spreaking ru ours
Mlfo raised a hanf . "Sorry. guess it was my turn to be a prat."
"utter bellend more tlike."
Malfoy rolled his eyes and nodded. "Point is, i'm sporry, and dont worry. we all have our own ways to ...shall we say, releive strees,." Maslfoy studied him for a mmoent. "Doihn't this the wrong way, I[m hohneslt not taking the piss... aRE YOU bent?
Haryy bristeled. "What if I am?"
Malfoty was quite for a moment, and finally seemed to come to a devision. "Welkl, I am. and am also not interested in pulling stranges, so I qyuie undertand abiouyt seeing to my own needs. . I won't judge or mock. your for the same." One corner of his koouth pulled up\ into a slight sdmileh. "And sometimes it's nice to... have company instead."
Harry goggled. "Are you... did yo..." he stuttered qnd wordw failed him and he started back at malfor. his expression had developed inot a full blowhn smirl. "Malfoy, did you just.. propsition me? "
"I would never do anything so crass." Malfoy glanced aound the car before settling his gaze bacjk o harry, who stared back at him, mutely. "but , as I nsaid. I'm not adverze to a litlrte company."
Malfoy tucket his wand away and sepped back. "well,. it's beeb - enducatiojnm. Do enmjoy the welcomeing feaset. It's vey different being at the headtable. And if you find your still feeling chilly, your welcome to come by my rooms for a dram of firehiskey to warm you up."
Still stunned speechkless, harry watrched Malfoy sashay out of the car. He stared after him almost a full minute before shacking his head and chuckling in disbelief.
he didin't know if malfoy was serioous or just fuycking with him -0 and frnakily he wasn't sure which one he was hoping for, in any case, iot was proming to be a very intereting year.
Author:
shaddyrI am of legal drinking age in my region: ghog yes, for so maby yrs
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: HP Drarrish something
Challenge/Prompts used: to varrying degrees...
Minerva McGonagall
Lost Luggage
Sweater Weather
Trains, Planes and Automobiles
Summary: "What the fuck, Malfoy?"
Rating/Warnings:Is PG, flirty innuendo. dildos but /no porny bits.
Word count: 1500ish -assumiong they are all acrtually works
Author's Notes (if any): OMG boozy cherriews. Uhm. So. i havent written in yhears and it probabl shows. that's my excuas/.
"What the fuck, Malfoy?"
Draco Malfoyslow turne d to face Harry, eyebrow cocked in confusdion, expression somewhere between puzzklement and a sneer. "What are you on about, Potter?"
"Where is my trunk?" Harry demanded, fighting back the urge to go for his wand as he glared an the man standing in front of him.
The puzzlement faded and it was definely all sneer now. "I have no idea," he huffed, the expression taking a turn to affronted.
Harry WSA aware that
a) he night be ov3erreadting
b) there was no acrtul proof trhat Malfoy was responsible
c) this wqas exactly the behavious Minerva had expressly warned him aginast.
Oh well, in for a knut, in for a galleom.
"Well, it's gone from the baggage car! Who else on the train would have done something with it?" Harry took a step froward, fishts clenched. "is this some kind of joke? We're goin as teachers!I thought you were above childish, school boy pranks!"
Malfoy's face slowly suffused with pink, lips going thin and flat, fury evident as he leaned in closer to Harry. " has it occured to you, oh blessed saviour, thgat we're on a train full of students who might find it hiolarious to prnk the new SADA professor?" he abuptly stepped back and turned away, wrapping his arms around his middle as he stared out the winod at the passing scottish countryside. "But of course, that would never4 occurt to you, would it?"
Harry stared for a moment and thought about it. And as he considered the idea, his anger deflated and chagrin set in.
"Err... " he scratched the back of his head and dropped his gazed to the floor as he felt heat flooding his own cheeks. "Ok, possibly, I might be acting like a prat," he managed, glancing up at Malfor from the corner of his eye.
Malfoy's head whipped around, shock eveident for just a moment before he managed to smoth out his features. "yes, you are."
Harry let out a sigh. "ok, yeah, I'm a complet prat," hes said, all the tension flowed out of him and he shook his head ruefully. He'd actually hoped when he aggreed to take up McGonagall's offewr this year that he'd be abgle to wpork out a cordial working relationship with Malfoy. The other man had been potions professor for two years already, and Mierva had emphasized how he had changed and grown since their school days. one of the conditions of taking the postion with that Harry be will to treat him qith respecyt and be openmided to cultivating a new relationship - which he had clearly bugger beyobnd hope in the first 5 minutes of interacting with him.
HE TOOK A DEEPT breath and started again. "proffeso malfor. It's a bit chilly, and I wwent backl to the baggage car to get my favourit jumper from my trunck, but it appears to be missing . As you've been working at Hogward for th3 last 2 years, do you have any idea as to whuich students might think pranbking the new DAD proffessor woudl bne briloant?"
malfoy turned to face him. He looked him up and down as Harry figdeted. Finally he spoke.
"Proffessor... Potter," he spoke and there was a definate sneer in the emphasis on his name. Harry winced, but figured he deserved it. Malfoy went on. "There are several I can think of who weould be capable of such a prank. Howeverm i suspect yoer trunk is actaully there, simple well disillusioned/"
"but I tried everying!" harry protested. " Finite Incantatem, accio, revelio--"
"Last year, I might have offered a course in advanced charms and spells for O level students," Malfoy interuptted, while nglanceing at the walls. "It is posible it covered topics like how to defeat basic revealing and summoning spells."
Harry;'s eyes narrowed. "So, possibly you are indeirectly responsbile for my trunk going missing."
Masfoy shrgged. "Anything is possihble, potter." He loo0ed down his bnose at harry, "I, of course, know the counterspel;ss if those were,m indeed, ixedx on your possisions."
Harrty took a deep breaht, counted to fve in heas head, and let it out., "malfoy..." he started.
Thew other man let out a sigh. "Ohg fine, lets go."
"Harry frowned. "You could just tell me-"
"I don;'t think so," ,alfoy cut him off. "you want to learn the spells and counter spells, you can come take ym advanmced class/"
They argued all the way to the gagge car.
"hoenstyly malfoyt!" Harry fumed, working to okeepm up with Mal;fou's long strides. :"why can't youn just tell me/ THEN YOU can get bac to whatever you were dpoing befiore!"
Malfoy shoved open the baggage car door and stepped through. "I already explaion3ed,. it's complicated." There was definetly malicious smirk on his face./ "you want to learn, you come to a triaing session like everyone else,"
Harry closed the door behind them, then glared and Malfpor. "So you do faculty trainigs ass well, then?"
Malfoy pursed his lips for amoment, then nooded./ :I suppose if there was a requestg, I ould set uyp a faculty traing" he conceeed."
"Brilliant," harry nbit out, strugglinhg to holfd his annoyance at bay. "So.then. Can you p[lease get on with uit, aincw I QM apparently incabple of doing this withouth yourt special class?
"Quite," Malfoy agreed, then closed his eyes.
hjarry watched, curiously. Malfoy began to chant while moving hjis wand in a complicated pattern. "occulta revelatur"
A femoments later, a shimme3r in the far end of thge car caught his eyes. As malfo continued to chat, it solidifeid into a fmilr shape.
My trunnk! harry exclaimed, releived to see it. at laste./ he walked over to it, laying his hand on the tiop. He looked up. "Thanks Malfoy."
Malfoty gave him a lookd. "Pehaps iub thye future, you won;'t jump to concluysusion."
Harry nodded as poppex the lid, "Abdsolutely," he agreed as he rifled though the contents, finally locaing his favourite jumper and pulling it free from all the things pilled on top of it.
"what in Salazars name is that?"
too laqte, harry realized that Malofy had walked up right behind him, and now had a claer into the trunk - and pulling the jumper free had revlaed several personal, intamite items , name;y a respetably sied blue didlo and abottle of lube
"Nothing!" he yel-ed,. he scrambled to close the trunk, but Malfoy flicked his wand and the the lid snapped back open.
"is that - swwet circe, is that a sex toy, Potter? " there was unadulterated glee in malfoy's voice and Harry groned. He hipchekced malfoy to the side, causing his to stumble and drop his wand, then finally sslammed the lid bck down and locked the trunk.
the conetns of my trunk and privat3e nad none of your business, malfoy.
"Oh I thin it's too late for hat Potter!" Malfoy positively cackled in amus,emt. "Now tell me, is out blessed saviour not able to pull these days?"
"Any poisitive felings toward Malfoy for his help and desire for a cordial working relationship evaporated. "You can fuck right off," he snarled. "Nothing you can say tha s worse than the shite the prophet prints ever weekend. Not thabnt ist any of tyou fucking busines but I am ont looking for pull stangers so what i do to tkaje car of my own needs in my down time is non od your businees, and I promimse if you trying start spreaking ru ours
Mlfo raised a hanf . "Sorry. guess it was my turn to be a prat."
"utter bellend more tlike."
Malfoy rolled his eyes and nodded. "Point is, i'm sporry, and dont worry. we all have our own ways to ...shall we say, releive strees,." Maslfoy studied him for a mmoent. "Doihn't this the wrong way, I[m hohneslt not taking the piss... aRE YOU bent?
Haryy bristeled. "What if I am?"
Malfoty was quite for a moment, and finally seemed to come to a devision. "Welkl, I am. and am also not interested in pulling stranges, so I qyuie undertand abiouyt seeing to my own needs. . I won't judge or mock. your for the same." One corner of his koouth pulled up\ into a slight sdmileh. "And sometimes it's nice to... have company instead."
Harry goggled. "Are you... did yo..." he stuttered qnd wordw failed him and he started back at malfor. his expression had developed inot a full blowhn smirl. "Malfoy, did you just.. propsition me? "
"I would never do anything so crass." Malfoy glanced aound the car before settling his gaze bacjk o harry, who stared back at him, mutely. "but , as I nsaid. I'm not adverze to a litlrte company."
Malfoy tucket his wand away and sepped back. "well,. it's beeb - enducatiojnm. Do enmjoy the welcomeing feaset. It's vey different being at the headtable. And if you find your still feeling chilly, your welcome to come by my rooms for a dram of firehiskey to warm you up."
Still stunned speechkless, harry watrched Malfoy sashay out of the car. He stared after him almost a full minute before shacking his head and chuckling in disbelief.
he didin't know if malfoy was serioous or just fuycking with him -0 and frnakily he wasn't sure which one he was hoping for, in any case, iot was proming to be a very intereting year.
:-)
Fantastic!
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Also Harry’s general haplessness. And Draco’s willingness to *cough* lend a hand in a variety of situations.
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Summary: "What the fuck, Malfoy?"
applied to a good portion of the series anyway. Can't blame him.
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I haven't read a lot of Drarry recently but this definitely brought me back to some old-school h/d and was quite nostalgic. Good times!
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This cracked me up! Loved it!
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Helluva summary: "What the fuck, Malfoy?"
I especially had to LOL at these phrases: "hiolarious to prnk" and "inot a full blowhn smirl".
Unique aspect: the only fic I've ever read that carried the description "dildo but no porny bits". Huh, porn-less dildo!fic...that is something completely different.
Re: :-)
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Happy to know you liked it!
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Glad you got some amusement out of it.