Rating:
R
House:
The Dark Arts
Genres:
Drama Slash
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix Half-Blood Prince
Stats:
Published: 04/28/2006
Updated: 09/23/2006
Words: 18,386
Chapters: 17
Hits: 9,299

Hogwarts Revisited

FSR

Story Summary:
It's going to be a long angsty story about complicated relationship between Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Slash. Drama. Angst.

Chapter 09 - Chapter Eight

Chapter Summary:
Un-boring story about complicated relationship between Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Slash. Drama. Angsty Humour
Posted:
07/27/2006
Hits:
417
Author's Note:
On we go!!!


Hogwarts Revisited

by FSR

Chapter Eight

Draco's feet hit something hard and slippery. The next moment he understood that the air around him was freezing. He dared to open his eyes and gasped - he was on top of an iceberg in the middle of nowhere and water was surrounding him from all sides.

Cold air burned his lungs. Draco took out his wand, intoned some warming charm (coughing and cursing all the time) and recalled exactly why he was where he was.

"P-p-pot-tt-er! Where the f-fuck you are?"

"Miss me already?" Came a sarcastic reply from somewhere behind.

Draco turned and stared - Harry was walking towards him slowly, bare-feet, and after each step his husband took, he was leaving a lotus flower behind himself. The scene was beautiful and creepy at the same time.

Draco decided that he was having a horrible nightmare. He tried to blink and pinch his arm but the image just wouldn't go away.

"Potter, you are freaking me out."

"Really? What a pity. I thought you were having fun."

"On top of an iceberg!"

"You were the one who wanted a honeymoon in exotic place."

"Icebergs are not exotic!"

"Why?"

"Because 'exotic' is a synonym to 'sunny beach' or something like that."

"Maybe you want to go somewhere even more exotic?"

"No, thank you. Let's go home."

"As you wish, darling."

***

"What do you think they are doing?"

"Having a screaming match, probably."

"Seriously, Hermione, I don't understand. Why they are being so childish? Why not simply shag like bunnies and be happy?"

"Oh, they have quite a history. It may take years before they can be comfortable with each other."

"They both think too much."

"Berth, please, move your hand a bit higher - we are dancing and we are not alone." After a little pause she added, "Thankfully."

***

Young couple reappeared in Harry's rooms.

"What an atrocious design! Honestly, Potter! I can't live here."

"Would you like me to move to your rooms then?"

"I see things are either black or white for you."

"I take it as no."

"Potter, you are impossible!"

"You know, Malfoy, you are also a Potter now."

"Fuck you!"

"You wish."

"Where is my room?"

"Don't you want to sleep in my bedroom?"

"Potter, what are you trying to accomplish?"

"Nothing. I just want you to feel at home."

"Sure."

***

Harry was about to lie down when there was a scream and, "POTTER! TAKE THIS MONSTER AWAY FROM ME!"

Harry sighed, waited for another scream and went slowly to see what was going on. When he came to Draco's room he had an urge to laugh - his husband was pinned to the headboard by overly enthusiastic Godric (who was very big now), but the most hilarious thing was that Godric was licking Draco's face.

"Well, it's beyond my understanding but Godric seems to like you."

"Take him away from me!"

"He is a lion. I cannot order him around; he is a king of beasts, after all."

"I am moving to your bedroom!"

***

Harry woke up to the feeling of something tickling his nose. That something too soon turned out to be Draco's hair. Upon further inspection, Harry, much to his horror, discovered that not only Draco's head was pillowed on his chest but also Draco himself was half-lying on top of him, one arm buried in Harry's hair and the other - well, in Harry's pants.

The second horror of the morning came before Harry got through the first one - Harry's both hands were locked together, hugging his soul mate as close as physically possible.

Harry slowly unlocked his hands, smirked evilly, took a deep breath and yelled at the top of his lungs, "MALFOY! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

Author's Notes

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