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Through Technology	By : LostDemonHeart Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5157 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Talking”

‘Thinking’

Laptop chatting

Flashback

Harry walked back from the Quidditch field. The Slytherins had challenged the Gryffindors to a practice game. He was sore all over, and he just needed to shower so badly. He went straight to the prefects’ bathroom, made sure he was alone, and said the password, hoping it hadn’t been changed. He sighed in relief when the portrait opened the entrance, and he walked in, enjoying the quietness of the room. He had felt in his gut today would be a tough day, so he had brought a small bag with spare clothes, so he could go straight for the showers. The Slytherins had banned the Gryffindors from the Quidditch changing rooms, aka also the showers, since the Slytherins had gotten to them first.

Harry knew spells existed, that could get him sparkling clean in a matter of seconds, but he still loved the feeling of the warm water sliding over his body and making all his muscles relax. He put the bag down, undressed and got in the big tub, sighing happily, as the water almost made him forget how sore he was. He couldn’t wait until he could talk to his two new friends. ‘I wonder if they miss me while I’m away,’ he thought with a smile. He let out a content sigh; soon he’d be back in his dorm, under the warm cover and probably with Fred and George massaging him. It had been two years since he found out they were amazing when it came to massages. In exchange, they just wanted him to try out their new bathing oils. One of their home-made stinky oils had failed, and turned into the most wonderful rose scented massage oil. He had had so many people asking him out that day, that he probably had beaten Draco Malfoy when it came to popularity; even if only for one day. He got up, smiling, and dried his dripping body. Time passed so fast.

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Harry took out his computer, humming softly. He had just finished getting a massage from Fred and George ten minutes ago, and if he hadn’t been sitting down, his legs would give out and make him fall. He had quickly learned that at this time of day, everyone was doing homework, or they were out doing stuff with their friends. He opened the chat window instantly, and saw that exactly the people he wanted to see were there. He noticed he was still able to access the private chat with the two snakes. For now, he would write to all of his friends though.

Online:

RedOne

RedTwo

ComplicatedSnake

SilverSnake

BleedingStag

SilverSnake: Hey there, Stag! I was there, when you practiced Quidditch. Don’t let the defeat to Slytherin get you down. You all did well. It was just a lucky shot for our team. I couldn’t recognize who you were though.

BleedingStag: I must have been too caught up in the match. I didn’t even notice we had audience.

SilverSnake: Oh, only about twenty people were watching you train.

BleedingStag: Really? Wow, I WAS caught up in the training.

SilverSnake: All of the Gryffindors seemed like that. If our team hadn’t had the lucky shot in the end, you had won. You did well, your whole team.

RedOne: I was there too! The team is getting stronger.

RedTwo: Too bad the Snitch wasn’t allowed during this training session.

SilverSnake: Yeah. It’d have been so much cooler. And I’m sure Gryffindor had won if it had been in the game as well.

BleedingStag: Thanks for the compliments for the team, Silver. Why isn’t Snake writing?

SilverSnake: He had something he had to do, so I am guarding his laptop. I can write embarrassing stuff on it, and make it seem like HE did it, if I want.

SilverSnake: And he entered the room just after I said that, heeh.

BleedingStag: Oi, Fred, George. If you promise not to tell anyone who I am, I will give you a hint to who I am.

RedTwo: I promise not to tell anyone who you are!

RedOne: I promise I will tell no one about your identity!

BleedingStag: Well, here’s the hint then; Thanks for the massage. It really helped my sore muscles.

RedOne: OH! I know who you are!

RedTwo: Now I know you, I can actually understand the username a lot more.

ComplicatedSnake: I feel I am left out here…

BleedingStag: Oh, no. You’re not left out. Silver knows just as little as you.

SilverSnake: I didn’t know the twins gave out massages.

RedTwo: Only to Stag.

RedOne: No one else!

BleedingStag: Private?

SilverSnake: Sure!

Harry heard the door to the dorm room open and saw Fred and George walk in. “Mate, why didn’t you tell us you were BleedingStag?” Fred said and sat down next to the youngster.

George moved over to his other side. “Yeah… We’re here for you. You’re our little brother! If mum could, she’d probably adopt you and make you into a Weasley.” George added.

Harry laughed and hugged the boys. “And I couldn’t ask for better brothers. I just wish you weren’t so darn busy. I don’t have anyone to be with, after Hermione hooked up with Ron. They make me feel like a third wheel, and they keep forgetting about me.” The twins nodded. “You two better go back to your laptops. You never know when someone wants to write something embarrassing on your chat. Oh, and who of you is it that just wrote he likes to wear pink frilly panties and bras?” Harry pointed at the screen, which made the twins instantly got up and run back to the common room. He clicked in on the private chat, which already had a bunch of messages from the snakes.

SilverSnake: So, how was your day?

ComplicatedSnake: It was good.

SilverSnake: I was asking Stag.

ComplicatedSnake: Hey, don’t hit me!

SilverSnake: Who’s gonna stop me?

SilverSnake: We’re alone.

ComplicatedSnake: True, but I can always try on my own to stop you.

SilverSnake: True.

ComplicatedSnake: Why isn’t Stag replying?

ComplicatedSnake: Stag, are you ok?

SilverSnake: I don’t know. Stag, are you there?

BleedingStag: My day was fine, thank you. Fred and George just came in and talked to me in person. That’s why I didn’t write.

SilverSnake: Oh! Then we could go to your house’s entrance and watch when the Gryffindors get back to the house to go to sleep! Then we could cross out all the Gryffindors who enter, who also play on your team!

BleedingStag: How do you know I’m in my dorm?

ComplicatedSnake: The twins said it.

SilverSnake: The twins told us they were cuddled up cozy in front of your common room’s fireplace. They wouldn’t be able to get to you so fast, if you weren’t in the house as well.

BleedingStag: Haha, I see. Anyway, I need to go. Professor Snape gave me and three others detention tonight, so since tomorrow is Saturday, he can keep us in the class all night…

SilverSnake: We’re both sixth years then. I didn’t know we had potions class together.

BleedingStag: We are all Gryffindors, since Snape just told the Slytherins to try and remake the potion… I just hope I won’t get a too harsh job.

ComplicatedSnake: Wait… Isn’t there only ONE sixth year student on the Gryffindor Quidditch team right now…?

BleedingStag: Uhm, yes…

SilverSnake: HOLY FUCK! YOU’RE HARRY POTTER!

ComplicatedSnake: Gryffindor’s “Golden Boy” isn’t that golden after all, is he?

SilverSnake: I AM TALKING TO HARRY POTTER! OH MY GOD!

ComplicatedSnake: Silver, calm down or I’ll punch you.

SilverSnake: HARRY POTTER! OH GOD!

SilverSnake: OW! You hit me!

ComplicatedSnake: I warned you…

BleedingStag: I’ll leave you two be… It’s clear to see you don’t like me anymore…

SilverSnake: Harry, wait! Let me explain!

Harry shut down the laptop before he could get any further messages from the two snakes. He was sad that they reacted like that. He had hoped he could get some friends, but he was wrong. He got up, put the laptop away, put on his usual fake smile and left for the late detention.
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