Evenings and Awakenings
Chapter Three: Evenings and Awakenings
Harry observed the figure closely. He, or she, wore an old, dusty brown cloak, that reached his, or her, ankles and black boots. Silver strands of hair fell over his (?) face, barely visible under the large, black hat. Dumbledore and the stranger came towards the table and the Headmaster pulled the chair next to his own back. The stranger thanked him with a high, but unmistakeably male voice. He undid the clasp of his cloak and hung it and his hat over the back of the chair, before he sat down and smiled at everyone.
Harry gasped: long, ethereal, silver-white hair fell down to his hips, bound in a single plait. His light blue eyes sparkled and the white skin shone slightly in the dim light in the great hall. Only when Draco kicked his foot did he close his mouth.
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/Great!/, Severus thought and tried not to look at the new DADA teacher in front of him. Dumbledore smiled broadly. "May I introduce Professor Gabriel Neo Mc'Caughn!" The female staff members giggled and Snape glared even deeper. The students looked at him with interest and Dumbledore went on. "He is the new DADA teacher this year, and I hope the next years, too. I think some of you have heard something about him already, and Severus, you know each other, I suppose?" Snape snorted and Mc'Caughn smiled. "Yes, we do, Albus. It's always a pleasure to meet you again, Severus, it's been a while" "Indeed." was the only thing Snape said, before he continued his meal. Mc'Caughn glared at him in a manner, Harry had thought, only Snape was able to.
When they had finished their meal, everybody went back to their chambers, except for Snape, who had been given the 'honor' to show Mc'Caughn his rooms. On the way up to the East tower they didn't speak a word until the came to halt in front of a white door. "This will be your room, the password is 'Honeysuckle'. If there is anything you need, let me know."
Snape turned on his heel, but a strong hand held him back. He turned back and stared at the man in front of him. Mc'Caughn smiled sadly and closed his eyes briefly before he opened his mouth. "You didn't like me, when we last met, I know, but can we be at last civil? I don't want to argue all the time, please." Snape didn't believe his ears. Had Gabriel Neo Mc'Caughn just used the word 'please'? He shook his head and looked him directly in the face, but all he could see was sadness and regret. "All right."
He just wanted to go, when the hand stopped him again. "Do you want a coffee before you go?" Snape wanted to say 'no - go to hell! ' But instead he nodded and followed the new professor inside.
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The first room was a living room and a study in one: The floor was wooden, fair brown, as the furniture. High windows were on two walls, decorated with soft velvet curtains in dark blue. The walls were colored white, like the couch and the armchair next to the low table in one corner of the room. Some bookshelves and a desk stood at the other wall.
Two doors led from the room, one to a bath room, the other to the bedroom. The bath was rather large. Beside a shower was a large bathtub, next to a full-lengh mirror, everything made out of white marble and bronze. The bedroom was huge, too. Walls and carpet were deep; ocean blue and the dresser, chair and the bed from the same fair wood like the furniture in the livingroom. The canopy and the curtains round the bed were transparent white, like the window curtains. Gabriel smiled happily. /Beautiful, Albus, you know what your teachers need./
Severus had ordered some coffee and they sat on the couch, talking about teaching, politics, books, hair-care products (that Severus could use to prevent the potions and their fumes to make his hair that greasy...), etc. Their conversation was amazingly nice and when Severus excused himself late that night they were both smiling.
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Harry had just climed the stairs from the great hall, when he realized that he had to share his new room with Malfoy. But suprisingly the boy had been civil the evening and seemed somehow different. When Harry entered their room, he found the blonde sitting on the windowsill, looking outside, and wearing nothing but his boxers. Harry, slightly embarrassed, took quietly a towel and his pyjamas out of his trunk and took a shower. When he re-entered the room, Malfoy was asleep.
Harry sat down on his bed and had a closer look at the room: The furniture was dark wooden, the floor cream colored, like the walls, the curtains and armchairs a deep black. He yawned and climbed between the sheets. Sleep came quickly...
'The sky was clear, thousands of stars illuminated the night and the moon shone brightly, like a silver gem below the water, and the lake reflected its light. A whistling movement in the air carried the sound of the forest. Near the water, surrounded by darkness stood a boy, his eyes closed and the fair hair dancing around his emotional face. He cried. Clear droplets of water ran down his cheeks, caressing the soft skin, touching these sensual, pink lips... Harry sighed. Suddenly he got aware that he was standing directly in front of Draco Malfoy, in the middle of the night at the lake and thinking about his lips! '
He awoke, sweaty and confused. /Draco MALFOY - in HIS dreams?!/ He turned around and stared into those grey-blue orbs. "Fucking Hell!" Malfoy smiled sarcastically. "Is my presence THAT arousing, Potter? Or are you just having 'sweet dreams'?" "Malfoy, why the hell should I..."
He was shocked. More than shocked! /Morning Glory and Malfoy? How sick is this? I NEED TO GET OUT! NOW!!!/
He jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. His erection was nearly gone /Malfoy?/ and he took a quick shower, before he returned to the room, taking a robe out of his trunk and putting it on. He quickly made his way out to breakfast, avoiding any further conversation with Malfoy.
TBC
Gets better, but you'll have to wait a little bit more - chapters are really short
Beta-read by Mary (thank you^^)
All possible remaining mistakes are mine
l'Ciel
