Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Double, Double Toil and Trouble ❯ Random is as Random does ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: The_ Twisted_ Author 
Just read and you'll see.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.17.2008 | Updated On: 12.17.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 660 | Status: Work In Progress
Just read and you'll see.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.17.2008 | Updated On: 12.17.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 660 | Status: Work In Progress
Author's Note: Yo! I'm the author and welcome to my very first and hopefully not last Harry Potter fanfiction. To all my future readers out there, I'll let you know bits and pieces about this story.
For one...it's random. Yes, it has no particular plot. Two...the cast of Harry Potter has changed! There's no magic, broomsticks, and Dark Lords with a complex issue. Just a typical, normal Harry Potter story, but with the same lovable characters we all know. Of course, it took time to figure out which teachers I wanted in there, but I narrowed the list and reverse the Hogwarts original subjects to a more modern approach (i.e. Snape is a Chemistry teacher...gasp!)
Another change is some of the placements. Harry has parents, but they are not his typical James and Lily Potter parents (read to find out). Quidditch is now Rugby! and Dumbledore lives! Oh, and I threw in some new characters to make it interesting, but out of that the story's straight.
So my future readers, what you think? Can you handle something like my creativity? I hope so cuz this wasn't easy to create. Now I'll let you kiddies go, but remember: I love review, good, bad, and ugly. So let me know what you think. So enjoy!
Yours Truly,
The Twisted Author
:]
Harry licked his lips like he never tasted anything so sweet before. Well, when it came to Draco Malfoy, he was sweeter than any candy he ever tried. With his fingers laced through silky blond hair, Harry stared into the endless pool of gray as a smile graced his lips.
"Never thought I had it in me...did you?" His asked huskily, fingers slowly escaping their place within his hair and trailed downward.
Draco felt his stomach twist in knots as he tried to control his breathing. All he could think about is how much he wanted Potter to kiss him again. Licking his lips, they felt dry without the hot moisture as he nodded his reply.
"Do you want me to kiss you again?" The notorious Boy Wonder asked, now his fingers teasing with the front of his uniform shirt.
Draco closed his eyes when he felt those long, skilled fingers traced down his chest in a slow pattern. He couldn't believe that he was here, trapped and horny with the guy he wanted. Once more, he nodded, since it seems his voice would not let him speak his inner most desire.
Harry's green eyes glazed with lust as he leaned in once more. Closer and closer he moved until he brushed against Draco's lips. Right when their lips connected, he felt something pulling against him and his knew one thing...
...
....
.....
It was time to wake up from the best dream he ever had...
:p
Harry body jerked up quickly when he felt the shake once more, only this time more aggressive than the first. Looking around quickly, he realized that everyone in the class was silent and Snape was glaring at him from the front of the classroom. Blinking a couple of times, he realized two things: Either he was talking in his sleep or they could see the erection he was sporting. A soft whispering voice from behind him told him his fearing answer.
He had talked in his sleep again and Snape was about to unleash a wrath of hell on his ass.
"Harry...you did it again." The voice whispered, belong to Hermione Granger, one out of four friends he had class with.
Groaning loudly, Harry slammed his head on the desk, mumbling 'stupid' over and over. Around him, the rest of the class snickered at the display but quickly silenced when Snape removed himself from the front of the class. In an even stroll, he approached the back row of desk and stopped right in front of Harry, who kept beating his head, not realizing the teacher graced him with his presence. Snape let out a low snare as he reached into his pocket and produced a pad full of pink slips. With a flick of the wrist, he began writing what Harry referred to as 'hell'.
Slapping the slip on his desk, Harry motions stopped as he looked up at the professor. "Professor, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to–"
Snape cut him off with another snare. "Not another word from you Potter, we all heard enough to actually scar some of us. I already warned you about this and it seems you don't listen well. I hope you enjoy the afternoon with Filch, I'll make sure he give you something to keep you awake." Without another word, he turned away and resumed his lesson.
Harry groaned once more at how unfair he's been treated before looking at the pink slip. Snatching it up, he shoved it in his pocket. He felt his anger build up now that he was 'forced' to actually listen to the bullshit Snape was teaching. Staring at the front of the class, he watched the stoic man write something on the board, which made no sense to him at all. Two minutes in, Harry felt his eyes beginning to lower once again as his head nod. After another minute, he was out once more.
Behind him, Hermione rolled her eyes as she watched her friend fall asleep after being put on blast. With a smirk, she might as well enjoy class, they still had forty five minutes to go.
:D
The cafeteria was crowded as usual. Students were all over the place, chatting with friends and getting lunch. At the back table, furthest from the rest of the noisy bunch sat Harry and Hermione. Both teens were deeply engross in what seemed to be Harry's misery to realize someone walked over to them.
Blue eyes that were covered by black frames glasses looked at Harry, while pointing at the obvious answer to his question. "What's all the detention slips for mate?"
Harry let out a sigh as he looked at the pile of slips he ended up getting in one class. He couldn't believe that he had detention once more for a month and to make it worst it interfered with his rugby practice. He knew Oliver wasn't going to be happy since he was the star player, but he couldn't help it. Chemistry is boring and the way Snape teaches it, he's shock none of the other students crashed.
Hermione grinned at the frustrated look on Harry's face as she looked at the other person that belong to their little group. "Well Ron, if you must ask, Harry can't seem to keep his eyes open when his dad–"
"Don't you dare say that out loud!" Harry growled angrily.
Rolling her eyes, she continued. "Anyway, his dad gave him a month worth of detention for sleeping in his class. I believe Severus was enjoying himself, don't you Harry?" She taunted him, earning a balled up slip to the head.
Ron shook his head sadly at the display as he took his seat next to Hermione. "Well...you do deserve them. If you stop sneaking out at night for your weekly rendezvous, you'll get a full night sleep." He replied boldly.
Hermione busted out laughing as Harry took aim at Ron this time. Chuckling, he felt better, but still was miffed about the detentions. "Whatever, I never heard you complaining when I 'rendezvous' at your place. The last time I checked, I remember you telling me that you wanted me to go faster and don't stop till you passed out?"
Ron eyes widen as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Hermione looked at him and laughed even harder. Harry only grinned as he winked at Ron flirtatiously, which made his face even redder. Wiping the invisible tears from her eyes, Hermione tried to stop laughing, but instead her reply came out in heaps. "I–can't–pff believe–you–just–said–pff that!"
Both boys turned their attention on her and let a sly smile appear on their face. Quickly her laughter died. "Well, I don't remember ever hearing you complain when you begged Harry and me to let you join the fun last summer." Ron let slip out, of course purposely knowing how she felt about that.
It was Hermione's turn to feel embarrass. Becoming angered, she didn't like losing and turned away from the boys. "Whatever, I don't want to play this game anymore."
Harry and Ron could only laugh at her.
:o
School finally ended and Harry managed to stay awake in all his other class. Walking down the empty halls, he headed to the one place he did not even want to see. He dreaded going to Filch's office because of what the man might make him do. Last time he was stuck cleaning trophies and another time it was the garden. He could only hope that his punishment this time wasn't hectic. Rounding the corner, he was too engross in his memories to see the other person walking. The moment he felt a hard body hit against his, it was too late to stop the impact. Returning to the land of reality, Harry looked down at the person who ended up in his path.
And what do you know, Harry felt his lips curled into a seductive smile.
Laying sprawled out on the floor, backpack opened and books all over the place was Draco Malfoy.
TBC
:x
What you think? Good...bad...ugly...or whatever. Let me know, I'm dying to hear your opinions!
For one...it's random. Yes, it has no particular plot. Two...the cast of Harry Potter has changed! There's no magic, broomsticks, and Dark Lords with a complex issue. Just a typical, normal Harry Potter story, but with the same lovable characters we all know. Of course, it took time to figure out which teachers I wanted in there, but I narrowed the list and reverse the Hogwarts original subjects to a more modern approach (i.e. Snape is a Chemistry teacher...gasp!)
Another change is some of the placements. Harry has parents, but they are not his typical James and Lily Potter parents (read to find out). Quidditch is now Rugby! and Dumbledore lives! Oh, and I threw in some new characters to make it interesting, but out of that the story's straight.
So my future readers, what you think? Can you handle something like my creativity? I hope so cuz this wasn't easy to create. Now I'll let you kiddies go, but remember: I love review, good, bad, and ugly. So let me know what you think. So enjoy!
Yours Truly,
The Twisted Author
:]
Harry licked his lips like he never tasted anything so sweet before. Well, when it came to Draco Malfoy, he was sweeter than any candy he ever tried. With his fingers laced through silky blond hair, Harry stared into the endless pool of gray as a smile graced his lips.
"Never thought I had it in me...did you?" His asked huskily, fingers slowly escaping their place within his hair and trailed downward.
Draco felt his stomach twist in knots as he tried to control his breathing. All he could think about is how much he wanted Potter to kiss him again. Licking his lips, they felt dry without the hot moisture as he nodded his reply.
"Do you want me to kiss you again?" The notorious Boy Wonder asked, now his fingers teasing with the front of his uniform shirt.
Draco closed his eyes when he felt those long, skilled fingers traced down his chest in a slow pattern. He couldn't believe that he was here, trapped and horny with the guy he wanted. Once more, he nodded, since it seems his voice would not let him speak his inner most desire.
Harry's green eyes glazed with lust as he leaned in once more. Closer and closer he moved until he brushed against Draco's lips. Right when their lips connected, he felt something pulling against him and his knew one thing...
...
....
.....
It was time to wake up from the best dream he ever had...
:p
Harry body jerked up quickly when he felt the shake once more, only this time more aggressive than the first. Looking around quickly, he realized that everyone in the class was silent and Snape was glaring at him from the front of the classroom. Blinking a couple of times, he realized two things: Either he was talking in his sleep or they could see the erection he was sporting. A soft whispering voice from behind him told him his fearing answer.
He had talked in his sleep again and Snape was about to unleash a wrath of hell on his ass.
"Harry...you did it again." The voice whispered, belong to Hermione Granger, one out of four friends he had class with.
Groaning loudly, Harry slammed his head on the desk, mumbling 'stupid' over and over. Around him, the rest of the class snickered at the display but quickly silenced when Snape removed himself from the front of the class. In an even stroll, he approached the back row of desk and stopped right in front of Harry, who kept beating his head, not realizing the teacher graced him with his presence. Snape let out a low snare as he reached into his pocket and produced a pad full of pink slips. With a flick of the wrist, he began writing what Harry referred to as 'hell'.
Slapping the slip on his desk, Harry motions stopped as he looked up at the professor. "Professor, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to–"
Snape cut him off with another snare. "Not another word from you Potter, we all heard enough to actually scar some of us. I already warned you about this and it seems you don't listen well. I hope you enjoy the afternoon with Filch, I'll make sure he give you something to keep you awake." Without another word, he turned away and resumed his lesson.
Harry groaned once more at how unfair he's been treated before looking at the pink slip. Snatching it up, he shoved it in his pocket. He felt his anger build up now that he was 'forced' to actually listen to the bullshit Snape was teaching. Staring at the front of the class, he watched the stoic man write something on the board, which made no sense to him at all. Two minutes in, Harry felt his eyes beginning to lower once again as his head nod. After another minute, he was out once more.
Behind him, Hermione rolled her eyes as she watched her friend fall asleep after being put on blast. With a smirk, she might as well enjoy class, they still had forty five minutes to go.
:D
The cafeteria was crowded as usual. Students were all over the place, chatting with friends and getting lunch. At the back table, furthest from the rest of the noisy bunch sat Harry and Hermione. Both teens were deeply engross in what seemed to be Harry's misery to realize someone walked over to them.
Blue eyes that were covered by black frames glasses looked at Harry, while pointing at the obvious answer to his question. "What's all the detention slips for mate?"
Harry let out a sigh as he looked at the pile of slips he ended up getting in one class. He couldn't believe that he had detention once more for a month and to make it worst it interfered with his rugby practice. He knew Oliver wasn't going to be happy since he was the star player, but he couldn't help it. Chemistry is boring and the way Snape teaches it, he's shock none of the other students crashed.
Hermione grinned at the frustrated look on Harry's face as she looked at the other person that belong to their little group. "Well Ron, if you must ask, Harry can't seem to keep his eyes open when his dad–"
"Don't you dare say that out loud!" Harry growled angrily.
Rolling her eyes, she continued. "Anyway, his dad gave him a month worth of detention for sleeping in his class. I believe Severus was enjoying himself, don't you Harry?" She taunted him, earning a balled up slip to the head.
Ron shook his head sadly at the display as he took his seat next to Hermione. "Well...you do deserve them. If you stop sneaking out at night for your weekly rendezvous, you'll get a full night sleep." He replied boldly.
Hermione busted out laughing as Harry took aim at Ron this time. Chuckling, he felt better, but still was miffed about the detentions. "Whatever, I never heard you complaining when I 'rendezvous' at your place. The last time I checked, I remember you telling me that you wanted me to go faster and don't stop till you passed out?"
Ron eyes widen as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Hermione looked at him and laughed even harder. Harry only grinned as he winked at Ron flirtatiously, which made his face even redder. Wiping the invisible tears from her eyes, Hermione tried to stop laughing, but instead her reply came out in heaps. "I–can't–pff believe–you–just–said–pff that!"
Both boys turned their attention on her and let a sly smile appear on their face. Quickly her laughter died. "Well, I don't remember ever hearing you complain when you begged Harry and me to let you join the fun last summer." Ron let slip out, of course purposely knowing how she felt about that.
It was Hermione's turn to feel embarrass. Becoming angered, she didn't like losing and turned away from the boys. "Whatever, I don't want to play this game anymore."
Harry and Ron could only laugh at her.
:o
School finally ended and Harry managed to stay awake in all his other class. Walking down the empty halls, he headed to the one place he did not even want to see. He dreaded going to Filch's office because of what the man might make him do. Last time he was stuck cleaning trophies and another time it was the garden. He could only hope that his punishment this time wasn't hectic. Rounding the corner, he was too engross in his memories to see the other person walking. The moment he felt a hard body hit against his, it was too late to stop the impact. Returning to the land of reality, Harry looked down at the person who ended up in his path.
And what do you know, Harry felt his lips curled into a seductive smile.
Laying sprawled out on the floor, backpack opened and books all over the place was Draco Malfoy.
TBC
:x
What you think? Good...bad...ugly...or whatever. Let me know, I'm dying to hear your opinions!