Hufflepuff Pride
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hd_writers. Go Puffs!
Harry collapsed into a chair in the eight-year common room and wondered why he'd come back. Only three days into the school year, nothing was going right. He had more homework due tomorrow than he could complete in a week, he had detention on Friday for passing notes during the first class of the year, and Ron and Hermione had become potions partners without him so that he was stuck at a table alone with Ernie Macmillan's rambling commentary.
It had started the first night back. McGonagall had tried to raise their hopes for the new year, but it wasn't as inspiring as Dumbledore's speech at the end of fourth-year and the survivors of the Carrows looked more haunted than the house ghosts. The first years had just chattered through her words, clearly oblivious to what the rest of the school had lived through the year before.
On the far end of the common room, Malfoy dropped a quill to the floor. He bent at the waist to retrieve it, showing off the firm, round curve of his arse. That had been a new surprise. Who would have known what Malfoy would look like that when he stopped fearing for his life and started eating properly?
Malfoy stood up straight and looked over his shoulder with a knowing smirk. "Best not be late for class, Potter. The new DADA teacher hates you." He sounded delighted about the last bit, but he made no move towards the door. "Coming?"
Harry grabbed his books and shot to his feet. As he rushed to Malfoy's side, he decided that coming back to Hogwarts had been a brilliant decision.
hd_writers. Go Puffs!Harry collapsed into a chair in the eight-year common room and wondered why he'd come back. Only three days into the school year, nothing was going right. He had more homework due tomorrow than he could complete in a week, he had detention on Friday for passing notes during the first class of the year, and Ron and Hermione had become potions partners without him so that he was stuck at a table alone with Ernie Macmillan's rambling commentary.
It had started the first night back. McGonagall had tried to raise their hopes for the new year, but it wasn't as inspiring as Dumbledore's speech at the end of fourth-year and the survivors of the Carrows looked more haunted than the house ghosts. The first years had just chattered through her words, clearly oblivious to what the rest of the school had lived through the year before.
On the far end of the common room, Malfoy dropped a quill to the floor. He bent at the waist to retrieve it, showing off the firm, round curve of his arse. That had been a new surprise. Who would have known what Malfoy would look like that when he stopped fearing for his life and started eating properly?
Malfoy stood up straight and looked over his shoulder with a knowing smirk. "Best not be late for class, Potter. The new DADA teacher hates you." He sounded delighted about the last bit, but he made no move towards the door. "Coming?"
Harry grabbed his books and shot to his feet. As he rushed to Malfoy's side, he decided that coming back to Hogwarts had been a brilliant decision.