In case you, somehow, couldn't tell I'm starting another oneshot book. I know I haven't finished the 2-3 others JUST LEMME HAVE MY FUN D; Anyway- This is a Drarry oneshot book cause I'm gay and need something to fufill my lonliness while my lover is...
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I'm actually really excited for this one :D
Also, I apologize for not updating in a good while, for those of you that were upset about it lol
Anyway, get ready and buckle up, cause this'll be a short one, probably, idk 😂
~~~~~Here We Go 😀🔫~~~~~
-3rd Person P.O.V_
A few years after graduating from Hogwarts, Harry and Draco became professors at the school and very much enjoyed it.
Harry taught DADA (Defense Against the Dark Arts) while Draco was the school healer. The students of Hogwarts realized how cute the two were together by their 2nd-3rd year and shipped them. Yes, ALL off them. Their solution? Purposely taking turns messing up spells to make Harry have to take them to Draco so that they would spend more time together.
However, Headmistress McGonnagal realized the students plans and was not happy with them...
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"Alright you troublemakers, we're learning a spell called *insert spell here*, how do you guys feel about that?"
The class glanced at each other, all thinking the same thing, and nodded at Harry once they silently agreed which one of them were to screw it up this time. Of course they didn't do this every day, but it was pretty often. Since it was in fact a new spell, it would be expected for at least one of them to fuck it up.
Harry then set up some things and the class quickly got to work.
Around 15 minutes into class, they were working on casting the spell when the kid beside the decided kicked her in the leg gently, signaling to her that it was time. She nodded to him them glanced up at everyone else, who were also looking at her.
Then, she ever so slightly flicked her wrist wrong and all of a sudden... *BAM*
A loud sound erupts from the classroom as she hits the floor, blood spewing out her leg.
"Damn it, sorry professor Potta- Potter.."
Harry quickly looks over to the bleeding student and rushes over to her, helping her stand.
"It's quite alright, Ameliè! C'mon, let's head to the healer."
She smiles faintly at the professor and limps out of the room behind him, looking over her should and the students all give her a thumbs up. She smiles at them and holds a thumbs up to them as well.
