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I Don't Need a Man	By : RosaCrouch Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I Don�t Need a Man

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Harry chooses a university career after his years at Hogwarts. When he
signs up for a course (while doing a Master�s in Emancipation �
and Queer Studies), he runs into the most unlikely person one would think of
encountering on university grounds, namely Malfoy. But why is Malfoy there?

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He stamped his foot on the ground
angrily � like a little child that wasn�t getting his way. He huffed.

�I can�t stand you! I want to be in
this class and you just can�t bloody well kick me out!�

He stared at the other man, glaring
daggers in the direction of where his heart should be located. If he even owned
such an organ.

�Mister Potter, I am not responsible
for who gets into my classes or not � it�s just a question of luck.�

�But I�ve been looking forward to
these classes for over a year!�

He saw the other man smirk.

�� the subject, I mean. I didn�t know they�d hire someone like � you.�

�Well, you�d have to take up this
issue with the secretariat.�

He huffed again. �No! Don�t be such
an ass � I know you can let me attend your classes, but you just won�t!�

�We�re rather back where we started,
aren�t we?� The other man sighed and walked up to his desk.

�Damn � I need this class! I won�t
get my Master�s degree if I don�t take it. Please!� He almost whined.

�I was just about to ask why you are
taking this course. I thought it would be something for you.� He raised his
eyebrows suggestively.

�Well,� Harry huffed,� you�re the one teaching it � suppose you
got lots of experiences in the field, then?�

�I only stepped in for professor
Cook, he�s on sick leave. Someone has to teach these numb students about the
horrors in the so-called �free� world.�

There was a short knock on the door.

�Yes?� the man behind the desk
responded, brushing some of his blonde hair out of his face.

A girl stood in the doorway, looking
rather lost.

�Sorry professor Malfoy, but � I
really wanted you to take a look at my thesis,� she asked shyly. �It�s not
getting anywhere.�

�Sure, give it to me and I�ll get
back to you in a few days � if that�s okay?�

The girl nodded and handed over a
little binder. �Thanks,� she muttered and walked out.

Harry scanned the document � The Purple Triangle: Homosexuality During
World War Two it said.

�Looks interesting,� he admitted.

Draco scanned through it and nodded.
�Indeed.� He leaned back in his chair and held his hands above his head in a
casual way. �So, tell me � Harry, why are you still studying?�

�I just like it, I guess.� He
shrugged. He wouldn�t want to show his enthusiasm for learning to Malfoy � professor, ugh � of all people. How he
had gotten his BA�s in English literature and German and was now starting with
a Master�s in Emancipation, with Queer Studies as his beloved pet project.

�Maybe you�d care to tell me where
the hell you got creditials for teaching subjects on gay rights?�

Malfoy grinned.

��Oh, you wouldn�t even believe me if I told
you, dear Potter.� He let Harry�s
surname roll on his tongue, making his voice sound too velvety for its own good.

Harry growled and hit Malfoy�s table
with his fist.

�Don�t even think of physically
assaulting me Potter,� Malfoy said with a raised eyebrow. �I might not look
like a big pile of muscle, but I�ve got hidden talents that I am not afraid to
use.�

�I see the years haven�t changed the
way you adore yourself,� Harry muttered.

Malfoy grinned and lit himself a
cigarette.

�Now, Malfoy. I know how we have
this history of rivalry and hatred. But, seriously, please let me take your course! I need it!�

Draco blew circles of smoke and
appeared to be pondering Harry�s question with zeal.

�Hmm, I don�t know. I am not
convinced that your abilities and intelligence are adequate enough for this
course.� Malfoy took a drag of his cigarette.

�Perhaps you should convince me,
Potter.� Draco smirked.

Harry�s mouth opened and closed in
astonishment resembling that of an oblivious weasel.

�What the hell are you implying
there, Malfoy?� Harry managed to mutter, with one of his eyebrows raised.

Malfoy grinned. �Oh, no � Potter.�
He shook his head as if teaching a little child a lesson. �Do not fear for your
prudence. I was merely suggesting you hand in two of your best and most
relevant essays or papers. After assessing them, I might be able to make a
choice.�

Harry was clearly surprised. �Are
you serious, Malfoy? Is that all?�

Draco cleared his throat. �Well,
since you seem so adamant on doing something else � you could assist me with
some filing, in order to convince me to let you partake in the course.�

Harry blushed. Damn, why did he have
to act so surprised? He could have just pretended that Malfoy�s idea was
something very normal.

�Euhm, sure, I guess.�

�Great!� Malfoy smiled and leaned
back in his chair. �I�ll see you tommorrow, nine a.m. sharp.�

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TBC.

Sorry for making it so short and cliffhanger-ish. I won�t do that
anymore, I promise.

I have had this idea for a long time and I only �published� it now.

I hope the rest of the world likes the idea of Malfoy as a professor as
much as I do.
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