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Adjustment of Attitude

By: Izzymarie

       Disclaimer: the same as all the other chapters. :D

Check out my other story, that I just started yesterday. I think people like it better than this one,
which is weird, seeing as it’s only a prologue right now.

I had to base my poll results on three different websites. I didn’t get that many votes, so ... I actually
had to make some decisions. I don’t know. I’m also taking suggestions from you all. If you have any
ideas for the previous chappy’s polls, that I left out, feel free to leave a little note.

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I’m not sure if I should actually continue this story or not. This is, of course, my first story, so I have
no idea if it sucks. Okay, without further ado....

Chapter 6: Grounded for Life.(I had to call it that, because I love me some show... :) Ps. I meant to
say it like that.

LAST TIME

SLAM

They turned their heads and looked to the door. Standing in the door were their fathers. Both of

them looked murderous. Compared to this, their argument that morning was like a friendly

conversation. This was going to be horrible.

“Oh fuck.” they both said simultaneously.

This time:

Before either teen could get any words out of their mouths, they were told to keep quiet, and grabbed
by the arms. As their fathers’ pulled them from the room, they cast worried and nervous glances
around the office. Both the boys could feel the fear rising as the came closer and closer to the
apparation point. Harry closed his eyes as they reached their destination, and he felt as if his whole
body was going to collapse.

When he opened his eyes, he and his blonde haired boyfriend were being led into the family room,
and shoved into a pair of white winged chairs. The atmosphere was a lot different from the previous
night. Instead of the lively, happy feeling the room had given him just thirty short hours ago, it was
giving him feelings of dread. The air was tense, and you could feel the anger radiating from the two
very angry fathers pacing in front of them. Harry could only stare at the floor in shame. He felt a
cackle of energy in the room and glanced up to look at his father. Harry gulped. A vein in his
father’s head was throbbing, and his jaw was clenching and unclenching. His eyes, which once
shown the night before, were now filled with a different shine. The kind of shine only a parent can
show a child. His father was giving him the look. You know the one. All parents have it. Their eyes
narrow to little slits and pierce right through your soul. You can feel how angry and disappointed
they are in you. You feel like the ant under the magnifying glass, they watch your every move, with

a disapproving sneer upon their faces. It’s the look they get right before th- ‘oh god, he’s going to
start screaming.’ As this thought rushed through Harry’s mind, he angled his head, right back down
to the floor. ‘I should have stayed at the jail. At least I wouldn’t have to face my father then.
Don’t look back up.’

The tense silence lasted for what felt like hours, for the two boys who knew they were going to get it.
However, Tom and Lucius looked at each other to see who would start in on them, in only five.
Without any spoken words The blonde nodded to the salt and pepper haired man who opened his
mouth, and started his screaming rampage on his son.

“HAROLD LAZARUS ZIEHR, HOW DARE YOU? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? FIRST,
YOU SNEAK OUT, COMPLETELY DISREGARDING YOUR PUNISHMENT! THEN, YOU
DELIBERATELY DISOBEY ME BY GOING TO A PARTY AND DRINKING! LETS NOT
FORGET THE FACT THAT YOU DID ILLEGAL DRUGS AND WORSENED IT BY
STEALING A CAR! YOUR FRIENDS PARENTS CAR, TO BE EXACT! NEXT, YOU TRY
AND ESCAPE POLICE, WHICH MAKES YOU WRECK THE CAR, AND ENDS UP WITH
YOU IN JAIL!” The angry man took a deep breath to calm himself, and started talking again in a
much quieter voice. “If you think this morning was bad , you’ll hate this. I am so disappointed in
you. It absolutely disgusts me that I have to punish you twice in one day. I can’t trust you anymore,
you ruined it in one day. Guess what your little stunt cost you. You get another month added to your
grounding, and you get everything taken out of your room... Except for your bed, desk wardrobe,
homework, and school books. You’re lucky your little stunt didn’t cost you more than that. You
could have been killed when you hit that tree. I could have lost you in one day, even though it feels
like you’ve been my son longer. Look at me, now. I need to tell you this, and you need to listen
well.”

Harry slowly looked up, with tears of shame in his eyes. He didn’t want the man to see him crying.
No one had seen him cry for a long time. Harry’s eyes finally connected with his fathers, which
signaled for him to continue.

“I am your father now. I love you, but I don’t know when I’ll be able to trust you again. Which is
why I’m going to apply for the Defense position at your school. I am going to keep my eyes on you
and keep you out of trouble. The first month of the new term, you will still be grounded, and you
will be staying in my chambers. I will ask the headmaster for an extra two bedrooms. You are going
to be given a drug test every month of the year. I will be going through your room once a week. You
will only be aloud to have the same things you can at home. Everything at home applies at school.
Except you can go to classes. You will eat your meals, in our kitchenette, with me. You better clean
up your act. I will not pause to punish you even more harshly, should you decide to do something
like this again. Do you understand what I’ve told you?” Tom asked, finally at the end of his little
tirade.

Harry found that he couldn’t speak. There was a lump in his throat, from crying. As he looked at his
new father, with tears smearing his eyeliner, the most he could get himself to do was nod. He started
rubbing at his eyes, so he missed the nod that his father gave to Lucius that clearly stated, “it’s your
turn now.”

“I don’t understand, for the life of me, what made you think that it was okay to sneak out of the
house and ignore the punishment you were assigned this morning. Son, you look at me when I’m
talking to you.” he snapped irritably when he saw Draco’s face pointed towards the floor. When the
blonde with purple streaked head didn’t immediately move up, he got even more irritated, and
forced him to look at him. He was going to continue right away, but the sight of his son crying sent a
wave of shock down his spine. He hadn’t seen his son cry since he was eight, and he got his toy
broom taken away for a week. A tap to the shoulder by his best friend brought him out of his shock
enough to continue. “You knew you were already grounded, but you didn’t care. I bet you wish you
hadn’t disregarded my wishes now, don’t you. You get the same punishment as your partner in
crime, here. You will be staying with Tom in his quarters, and you will also have a monthly drug
test. There will be absolutely NO quidditch this year. In fact, you will leave your broom here.” Tom
paused him to tell harry that he would also be leaving behind his broom, and congratulating Lucius
on a good idea. “ I have nothing more to say to you. Get your ass upstairs , now and go to sleep. I’ll
see you at breakfast in the morning.” the blonde said as he was stalking from the room and up the
stairs to he and his wife’s bedroom.

Before his dad could leave, Harry ran up behind him, still lightly crying.

“Wait! I wanted to tell you that I know I screwed up, and that I’m sorry. I also would completely
understand if you hate me and don’t want to be my dad anymore.” the brunette finished in a whisper.
With his face to the ground, he was surprised when he was enveloped in a tight hug. He hugged
back, and broke down into body wrenching sobs. His father stood there in shock, unsure of what to
do. He finally settled on rubbing circles on Harry’s back with one hand, and running the fingers
through his sons hair. After Harry had finally calmed down, he pulled back to look in his eyes and
said, “You brought me back to life. That mixed with our ritual gave me a special bond with you. I
love you; it feels like you have always been my son. I’m just very angry and can’t trust you right
now. I can’t hate you. Now, you need to go up to bed, and I’ll see you in the morning. Good Night.”

When he finished saying that and left the room, Harry decided he had better listen and go straight up
to bed. He walked up with his boyfriend and stood out of his door for a minute to say goodnight.

“Why were we so stupid? We shouldn’t have snuck out. I think it was the worst mistake I have ever
made. Now father doesn’t trust me. Oh well, I guess there isn’t really anything I can do. I guess I
better get to bed. I’ll see you at breakfast tomorrow.” The brunette said, before he leaned in and
gave a chaste kiss to his boyfriend.

‘Good night, sexy.’ he heard, before he snapped his door shut. He leaned against it for a second
before he walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out a clean pair of pajamas. He turned out his
lights, and walked over to the bed and laid down at four am. It took him two hours to fall into a fitful
sleep.

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Harry was woken by Muffins the next day at nine in the morning. He was super tired, considering
the fact that he hadn’t actually fallen asleep until around 6 in the morning. ‘Great, three hours of
sleep. I know how I’m going to spend my day.’ With that thought in mind, Harry decided that he
wasn’t going to change, so he just through on a bath robe, and walked down to the dining room to
eat a hopefully quick breakfast, so he could get back to sleep. It appeared he was the last to arrive
that morning. He took a glance around the table to see what kind of mood everyone seemed to be in.

His father looked tired, but was filling out what appeared to be an application for his school. Harry
inwardly groaned. He had momentarily forgotten about that. Glancing further down the table He
saw Narcissa sitting with her hands folded neatly on her lap, but a disapproving motherly glare in
her sons, and now his, direction. He moved on with a shrug and saw that Lucius was buried behind
the paper, muttering about the stocks. He finally moved onto his boyfriend, and giggled when it
looked like he was going to fall asleep in his coffee. ‘Ooh, coffee. I definitely need some of that.’
As he was pour himself a mug of coffee the breakfast appeared in front of them. He grabbed a fried
egg, some bacon and a bagel, and put them on it. Then he grabbed a few strawberries and quickly
ate. He was going to get up, when his father stopped him.

“Uh, why can’t I go back up yet? I want to go back to sleep. Because when we are done eating we
are going to go upstairs to your room, and take out everything you cant have in there. Then you
have to finish do some of your summer assignments, before you can go back to sleep.” his father
said distractedly, while he buttered a piece of toast.

“Am I going to be able to leave my room at all? I will be able to see my boyfriend, right?” he said,
worried that it could ruin their relationship. “Do I get to send letters? And why do I have to do
assignments today? I have 4 left, and we still have 2 weeks until school starts.”

“Yes, at meal times. At meal times. Maybe you can have 2 hours to visit every Saturday. Leave the
doors open. No, you may not. And because I said so. Also, I am aware of when school starts. Seeing
as I picked up this application today, and they were still looking for some teachers.” he father said
with a glare towards him. “You should have thought about how tired you were going to be when
you went out partying last night.” he added in between bites of toast. That made Harry frown, and
slouch down in his chair, to be told seconds later that “this house hold does not slouch.” from an
annoyed Narcissa.

When everyone had finished breakfast, the boys were led up to their rooms, and told to wait outside
while everything ‘illegal’ was cleared out. When he was finally aloud to go back into his room, he
was told to work on homework until lunch, and that if he finished, he had to study for his next year.
He looked around his bare room and sighed. ‘Ugh, this fucking sucks. This is officially the most
boring room EVER!’

He worked on his assignments for an hour, before he got bored and put his head in his arms. Ten
minutes later his dad was in his room and whacking him on the back of the head with the daily
prophet.

Harry sat up somewhat dazed, and slightly confused. ‘What the hell?!?’

When he turned around and saw his dad with a scowl on his face he rolled his eyes a little.

“Yes?” he asked in a sarcastic voice.

“Don’t be cross with me, young man. I’m sorry, I just didn’t realize it was lunch time already.” he
said, with a sarcastic grin himself.

“Erm, its not. We only came from breakfast two hours ago. Lunch will probably be another two
hours.” he said, not even realizing he had just set his own trap.

His father smirked. He caught him. “Oh? Then why is it you weren’t studying or doing your
homework? I believe I said to work on it until lunch.”

oh, crap. He set me up. “It’s boring. Can’t I spread it out throughout the next two weeks?” Harry
asked with a frown.

“No, this is part of being grounded. You work on your studying and homework between breakfast
and lunch. After lunch, you can take a nap or whatever, until dinner. Which you know is at seven.
After dinner, you come to your room. You can take a shower, but after that. You go to bed. I don’t
care if its only nine when you finish with your shower, you go to bed. I will be checking on you
every night to make sure you’re asleep. Oh, and before I forget, we obliviated your ‘friends’ and left
them on the streets in London.” his father said before standing up to leave.

“What? I thought you were going to let me torture Ron before you let him go.” Harry said, a little
hurt.

“I said you could torture him if and only if you behaved yourself over you grounding. Which, last
time I checked. You disobeyed me. You’re just lucky we are rich. If not, you and your little friends,
would be going to court. You should be thanking me.” he said before he started turning from the
room.

“We aren’t going to get in more trouble?” Harry asked, with hope shining through his voice.

“No, now work on your homework. I’m going to turn in my application. When I get back, you
better be studying or doing homework, or so help me. I don’t care if you are fourteen, you will get
spanked with a paddle.” he said before walking out of the room.(1)

Harry sighed, and got back to work. The next hour and a half was spent with his face in his school
books. By the time lunch came, he was on his last assignment. When muffins came up to let him out,
he whooped for joy and went down to lunch. He beat his boyfriend there, but not anyone else. He
looked around the table and all of the occupants were wearing smirks.

“Whats going on?” he asked seeing their looks.

“You’re looking at your new Defense teacher.” his father said, with an amused smirk on his face.
“The old man never realized who I was. I must look a lot different as an adult. Oh, I talked to him
about my rooms, and told him the situation, and he only agreed to add one room onto my chambers.
Looks like you and Draco will be sharing a room.” As his father said this, he got a huge grin on his
face. “Don’t get too excited. There will be spells placed on the beds so that you can’t do anything on
them. They will also be bunk beds. He couldn’t make the room huge.” As his father said this, he
started sulking again. That’s When his boyfriend walked in and saw his looks. “What happened?”
He whispered to Harry. “Everyone else is smirking and you’re sulking.”

“My dad got the position, on the spot. We have to share a room, but he’s bewitching the beds so we
can’t be on them together.” he whispered back quietly, making sure not to speak too loudly. Draco
sat down across from him, and smiled, then with a wink, mouthed when none of the parents were
looking, ‘oh well. We can still watch each other change.’ As soon as he said change the food
appeared. ‘Ooh, Meatloaf and Mashed potatoes.’ The blonde thought to him self. The froze up
when a foot started gliding up his leg.

He looked across to his boyfriend and saw him smirking while getting a piece of meatloaf for
himself. So, Draco did the only rational thing. He rubbed back. They ate as slowly as possible, so
they could stay somewhat connected. Unfortunately all things come to an end, and they got full.
They were told to get back to their rooms as soon as their plates were empty. They stood and slowly
made their way out of the dining room. When they made it up the first flight of stairs They started
jogging. If they jogged they got back to the entrance sooner. Which meant they had wouldn’t be
expected back at the room for a couple extra minutes. They quickly pulled together and started
kissing. When Harry felt the studded tongue on his bottom lip, he instantly opened his mouth to let it
in. Their tongue rings clanked together for a few minutes, until he realized they should be back to
their room by then. He rubbed his tongue with his boyfriends for a few more seconds then pulled
away slowly. “We have to get into our rooms. I’ll see you at dinner.”

“Okay, sexy(2)” Draco said, before leaning back in for a quick peck, and going to his own room.

Harry smiled and turned around back into his. He decided to finish his homework and study some
more. If he went to sleep then, he wouldn’t be tired that night when his dad came in to make sure he
actually went to sleep. He sat down at his desk and finished his potions essay. He went back through
all four essays, to make sure he didn’t have any mistakes, and put them back into his school bag
when there were none. He sat there for a few minutes, trying to decide what to do. He pulled out a
piece of paper and started to doodle all over it. He doodled him giving his boyfriend a handjob, and
drew a couple of hearts. Then he added captions to it. He was saying, do you like it when i play with
your broom-stick. While his boyfriends captions said. ‘You know i love it. I also like you to suck it.’
When he heard his door opening he hurriedly hid the paper, and felt his face flushing. I really hope
he didn’t see that. He thought, when he looked up and saw his dad coming over to him.

“What was on that piece of paper?” Tom asked holding out his hand to see it? “I told you, you
cannot write to your friends. Now hand it over.”

Harry flushed even more. ‘Oh, shit. I can’t show him. That would be humiliated.’ “I-i-ts. not a note
to a friend. It’s a drawing.” he said, trying to keep his voice steady after he stuttered the first word.

“Oh? Well, it must be bad if you’re refusing to show it to me.” He smirked before saying, “Accio,
Harry’s doodle.

Harry tried to reach for it, but it moved out of his way to fast. Within seconds, his father was looking
at what he drew. He turned even more red than before and buried his face in his hands. Refusing to
look at his father. He peeked through his fingers and saw him staring in shock for a few more
seconds before he burst out laughing. “Oh god. I have to show this to Luc.” before Harry could get
up his dad had locked him back in his chair. He was so humiliated. ‘I CANT believe he is going to
show that to everybody.’ He finally put his head back on his desk, and almost started crying.
Almost.

The rest of the day went on fine. At dinner, which was Steak and baked potatoes, everything was
fine. Except when his father said something about Harry wanting to polish Draco’s broomstick.
Which sent him and his best friend into fits of laughter. Harry was so mad and embarrassed. He
actually stood up from the table and bolted up to his room before anyone could see his eyes filling
with tears.. They could hear the door slam all the way in the dining room. Tom instantly felt
horrible. He was the only one to notice the tears. ‘I’ll go up and apologize later. Let him cool off
for a bit.’

Harry paced his room for fifteen minutes, before he decided he wanted to take a shower and go to
bed. He pulled out a fresh pair of underwear and a clean pair of pajama bottoms and went in. He
came out forty-five minutes later, smelling like Sandalwood. He saw his father sitting on his bed and
was content to ignore him. He took out his contacts and piercings before he turned off the lights and
laid down. He turned away from his father and closed his eyes.

He heard a sigh, before the blankets shuffled and he felt fingers coursing through his wet hair. He
realized his dad must have laid down with him. ‘I’m not going to talk to him. Ignore him and he’ll
go away.’

“Hey, sport. I know that you’re mad at me. I shouldn’t have shown him the picture. I didn’t realize
it would bother you that much. It was just a joke.” He said quietly. Waiting for his son to reply. He
looked in the mirror across from them and saw tears coming out from under the closed eyes. He kept
running his fingers through and rubbing circles on his back like the night before.

“I’m sorry. Harry, please talk to me.” he said after ten minutes with no response from him. Harry
growled and turned around.

“You want me to talk. FINE! You humiliated me in front of my boyfriend. You hurt me, by
showing that picture to everyone. Fathers aren’t supposed to do that to their sons.” he said, before a
few more tears started falling. I’ve had a really bad day, and you doing that made it worse.”

“I know. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry. I really didn’t know it made you that
uncomfortable. I won’t mention it ever again if you don’t want me to. I’ll even tell Luc not to.”
Replied Tom.

“You swear you won’t do that again?” Harry questioned, looking his father in the eye.

“I do. Now, come here.” he said before pulling him into a hug and giving him a kiss on the temple.
“Go to sleep. You have to study tomorrow. Well, do the same things as today. I’ll see you in the
morning.” He said before he got off, and left the room. Leaving Harry to fall asleep as soon as his
head hit the pillow.

To be cont.

1. He grew up in the forty’s where it was common to get spanked with a paddle in home or
school.(my dad apparently got paddled a few times.)

2. Sexy and gorgeous are their little pet names for each other.

IZZY’S POLL OF THE DAY!!!!

1. I’m redoing question one from last time. Except adding some new. Some people were wondering
about...

A. Theo.

B. Fred. George.

C. Terry Boot?

2. When should they get caught kissing outside of Harry’s Room (they don’t get in trouble.)

      A. The next day, after lunch

      B. 3 Days later, after Dinner

      C. A week later, after breakfast.

3. If you could have any kind of cookie, what would it be?

     A. Oreo (my personal fave.)

     B. Choc. Chip

     C. Suger

      D. Girl Scout Mint.

    E. Any other you can think of.

A/N- PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review. If you do, you can imagine i gave you a cookie of your
choosing. You can also have another sticker... :P And i am also still looking for a beta reader.it
would be awesome if you could contact me at aatlpco at yahoo dot com.
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