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Harry Potter the strangest 10 year old boy ever	By : GreenEyedCat Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9813 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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7
I want to have fun!
�Speaking�
Thinking
When
the only humans in the classroom were Professor McGonagall and
Hermione, the professor began the retransfigurations. Deciding
between Harry and Draco, she turned her wand first to Harry. Little
Harry lay between the tiger�s
legs, his face snuggled deeply within the plush fur. His hands were
still clutching the tail he had caught in his earlier chase. The
picture was so cute, Professor McGonagall decided to retransfigure
Draco last.
Once
Ron changed, Hermione did her best to keep him from embarrassing
them, but that had been a fruitless endeavour. In the end, Hermione
swatted him harshly over the head for burying his face�human
now�into her
lap.
Professor
McGonagall finally made her way back to Draco. The tiger had woken,
changing positions to get a dignified hold of the small boy cuddling
him. Once he was human again, Draco stood, cradling Harry in his
arms. He went back to their table and sat down. Settling his little
lion on his lap, he whispered quietly into Harry�s
sleeping ears, intent on waking him.
As
Harry woke enough to utter something other than �sleepy�,
Professor McGonagall started the explanation.
�We
will meet every Friday directly after lunch. All seventh year
students have a free period at this time. It was placed there, to
enable every student to participate in these lectures. We will start
with a bit of theory, but we will focus mainly on practical training.
�The
most significant aspect of becoming an animagus is that you can only
learn through a series of trial-and-error. It is innate magic, and
your ability to learn it depends on your ability to connect with it.
Most low-level wizards or witches don�t
try to become animagi, because it is very possible that you will
exhaust your magic through the years. It has happened that an
animagus woke up one morning without any magic left.
�This,
however, will be discussed further at a later time. Now you are free
to go to lunch. Please be prepared for your first lecture tomorrow.
Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter please stay for a moment.�
Professor
McGonagall waited until Harry and his friends were the only pupils
left. She didn�t
bother to try to make anyone else leave.
�Regarding
Mr. Potter�s
situation, Professor Dumbledore has decided that it would be best to
let him room with the person he seems to trust most. Now, as he
appears to be attached to you, Mr Malfoy, we made the obvious choice.
�Go
to Professor Dumbledore after lunch. He will show you your rooms and
tell you when the next meeting about Mr. Potter�s
situation will be. Don�t
talk about the situation with anyone.�
�Professor
McGonagall. . . � Hermione trailed off,
leaving the question unfinished.
�Yes,
Miss Granger, we will spare Mr Potter an unnecessary explanation and
let you join the meeting. Now out with you.�
The
four teenagers stood outside the classroom for a moment in silence,
until Ron asked the second most important question that had kept him
from sleep at night. �What
about Quidditch?�
Before
Hermione could scold Ron, Harry answered, �You�ve
seen my first time on a broom. Flying comes to me naturally. Explain
Quidditch to the ten-year-old-me, and he will play as good as I did
in first year.�
�You�re
right Harry, and in addition, the other teams aren�t
as strong as they have been in other years.�
�Hey!�
Draco interrupted.
�Absolutely,�
Harry said, with a wink.
�HEY!�
�Draco
calm down. They are just teasing you,�
Hermione said soothingly.
�Potter,
are you pairing up with Weasel to make fun of me?�
�Of
course darling,�
Harry answered, smiling sweetly.
�Weasel
hand over my boyfriend immediately!�
�No.
You had him to yourself all day. I need to catch up with my miniature
best friend.�
�Do
I get him back after lunch?�
�Okay.�
�Do
I get my life back after lunch?�
asked Harry sceptically.
�No,�
answered Draco.
�First
time I agree with the ferret,�
said Ron, with a shrug.
�Hermione?�
�Sorry
Harry but I would like to discuss the long term potions essay with
Draco.�
�Homework!
Harry, have no fear for I will save you!�
screamed Ron as he picked up the little boy and ran towards the Great
Hall.
�They
are so childish,�
stated Draco.
�But
it�s cute to
see little boys playing together.�
�I�m
nonetheless glad that it�s
just temporary.�
�So
am I,� Hermione
sighed.
�Maybe
he can use this experience when you two have children,�
said Draco smirking.
�Remember
that those children will have to spend time
with the twins.�
�Okay,
you will be doomed forever.�
�I
do hope so.�
Hermione sighed wistfully, a gentle, dreaming smile gracing her face.
Lunch
came and went, and soon Draco and Harry followed Professor Dumbledore
to their new rooms.
They
entered the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side and walked
until it ended in front of a large mirror with an ornate frame.
Draco
couldn�t
understand why Harry started to laugh when he looked at the mirror.
All he could see were two old men kissing. Ugh!
�What
are we supposed to want to do?�
was the rather strange question from Harry.
�You
two have to wish to enter the place where you will live.�
�And
everyone else?�
�Everyone
else will have to wish to enter the place, where the people they
don�t want to
see harmed live. Really one of my more brilliant ideas, if I do say
so myself,�
Professor Dumbledore said with a wink at Harry.
To
Draco�s
astonishment, the crazy idea worked, and he could see a door behind
him open. When he turned, there really was an open door.
�The
entryway will move within thirty feet of the corridor to keep the
rooms safe. Even if a person entered the rooms once, they won�t
know where to search for the entry the next time.�
When
they went through the door, they stood in a medium sized common room.
It was decorated in chocolate and lighter brown with a few golden
ornaments. In front of a fireplace stood one couch and a couple of
armchairs. The wall opposite to the entrance was covered with
bookshelves.
�This
is the sitting room. The door on the left leads to your bedroom and
the bath. The door on the right leads to the study. Feel free to use
the books in this room for studying or your free time.� Stepping
towards the door, the Headmaster added, �Now, I presume that you
want to explore your new home alone. You have been freed from your
classes this afternoon, because I don�t
want to exhaust Harry too much. We will meet after dinner in my
office. The password is lemon drop.�
With a heavy twinkle in his eyes, Dumbledore turned and left.
Excited,
the two boys started to explore their new home. They left their
school bags at the two desks in the study. Then they went into the
bedroom and Draco discovered disapprovingly that there where two
small beds in their house colours.
The
only thing Harry said was, �This is
nothing an enlargement spell can�t
solve. At least my bed will always be made, for once.�
However,
the bathroom left nothing to complain about. It was big, shiny, and
full of marble--nearly as nice as the Prefect�s bathroom.
When
they were back in their bedroom, Draco saw Harry looking at the green
bed with a glint in his eyes. Draco became a bit uncomfortable. He
suggested they look at the books in the living room, and he would try
to finish his Potion�s essay to leave the evening free.
Draco
marched into the next room, leaving behind a rather miffed Harry.
Draco
was staring at his essay for the last five minutes and hadn�t
gotten one word onto the paper.
Finally,
I am allowed to have Harry in my own room and we can�t
do anything because he is partly a child. Just one of the perks of
dating Mr. Bad Luck! Draco thought,
sulking.
Just
when he was all but consumed with self-pity, he felt something brush
against his neck. Turning his head, he saw Harry leaning over the
back of the chair resting his head on Draco�s
shoulder.
��m
tired Draco. Will you take a nap with me?�
was the lightly slurred question from the little boy.
When
Draco looked into those beautiful sleepy eyes, he couldn�t
say no. He stood and picked Harry up to carry him to his bed. Draco
stripped the boy of his outer clothing and discarded most of his own,
just leaving his boxers. At the very least, he wanted to get some
cuddling if he couldn�t
get anything else. They slid under the sheets Harry curled up like a
kitten. Draco spooned around him, as he loved to do after they made
love. Feeling the day take its toll on him, Draco quickly fell
asleep.
As
soon as Draco woke up, he knew that something was wrong. First, he
was alone in the bed, and second, he was lying on his back, spread
eagle. He could feel that his arms and legs were bound to the bed
with something furry.
A
bit panicked, he looked around the room and found it exactly as it
had been before he went to bed. Minus one thing.
�HARRY!
CAN YOU HEAR ME? WHERE ARE YOU? WHAT HAPPENED?�
�Draco,
why don�t you
leave jumping to conclusions to me and rethink the situation once
more?� was the
half-amused, half-smug question from the bathroom door.
�Harry?�
�Yes
Draco.�
�Why
am I tied to the bed like this?�
�Because
it looks sexy and gives me easy access to my favourite parts of you.�
�You
are still small.�
�Yes
Draco.�
�But
we can�t do
stuff like this while you are small!�
�Listen
Draco, just because you decided that I can�t
have fun with you, doesn�t
mean that I agree with you!�
�But,
but, but HARRY! I can�t
have sex with you! I don�t
think that I could get it up for you.�
Harry
stood in the doorway, staring at the Slytherin, giving no response.
�As
a child! I mean--I don�t do children! You�re
the sexiest child I have ever seen, but you are just too small,� he
paused. �In all places.�
Harry
looked thoughtful. Draco just began to relax when a sinister look
crossed the little boy�s face.
�I
think we can come to a compromise. If you are right, we won�t
do anything. I will free you and be the sweet little innocent boy you
want me to be. However, if I can get little Draco to play with me, we
will do what I want. Whatever I want,�
Harry said with a smirk.
�Okay,
that sounds fair,�
was the unsure answer from the blonde.
�Great.
Then I�ll just
go prepare myself,�
Harry declared, and went back into the bathroom, leaving a stunned
Draco behind.
Draco
heard humming and running water. After a minute, the door opened
again, granting Draco the view of a very naked and dripping wet,
Harry Potter. The little boy shyly looked through his damp fringe
towards the shackled boy on the bed.
�I
couldn�t find a
towel. Can you help me dry off?�
mumbled Harry, embarrassed.
�Of
course I will help you. Just hand me my wand and you will be dry in a
second,� was
the relieved answer.
I�m
so lucky that my little lion is always so cute. If he would only
pretend to be a little Lolita, he would win easier than he ever
imagined. I never thought that a ten-year-old could look so tempting.
Whoa, Draco, down boy! Draco thought.
�I
didn�t mean it
like that. I just thought that you are so hot, that if I rub myself
against you I would dry,�
was the no longer shy, answer.
�That�s
mean. You are not supposed to know how to act like this. That�s
what a Slytherin would do,�
moaned the blonde.
The
green eyes sparkled playfully and the whole appearance of the boy
changed to predatory.
�Oh,
don�t you
remember what I told you about the Sorting Hat? If I remember
correctly, I am the one in this relationship who wanted to spice up
the sex. I am the one who had to wait until I was sixteen before
I learned that it might be more effective to wank to a picture of a
boy if you happen to be gay.
�I
had to waste most of my energy and time to save this bloody world.
Even if I would have known that, I prefer your hand on my prick over
my fist in your face. I didn�t have time to wank with that image in
my mind, because I was too busy training, learning and nearly dying!
Now the situation is different. Voldemort has shut up for the moment.
I have a boyfriend and we have time. So if I want your cock up my
ass, that�s what I will have.
�Oh
and about the whole �I
don�t do
children� issue:
I know that you forced Colin to give you one of his photos of me. I
also know that it was taken in the locker room after I showered and
that I was only wearing a towel. What you might not know, is
that the showers were warded against taking photos after that. I know
that I�m twelve in that photo. I also know why you hide it under
your bed and what it is covered with, my dear.�
The
only thing Draco could say was, �Help yourself to what ever you
want. Just please don�t hurt yourself, love.�
�I
found some interesting spells while I tried to figure out how I
wanted to spice up our sex-life. This spell is for people who want to
bottom in an orgy-�
�Orgy?
Never! You are mine.�
�I
was thinking about cloning you somehow.�
�Okay,�
Draco nodded, satisfied, �back to my prick up your ass.�
�With
pleasure.�

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I am really sorry for the
long wait but first I had problems with first part of the story and when I was
ready, I hade some problems with my beta. After over a month without a chapter
to post I asked someone else to help me. Now say hello to my new beta Moit. :-)
I hope my next chapter
won't take as long as this one because I hate to wait for the stories I read
myself.
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