Long Strides to a Short Walk The REVAMP!

CHAPTER 12 A

Long Strides to a Short Walk The REVAMP! 2017-2018!

An AU, OOC, HP/DM slash fiction

MPG READ THE WARNINGS PAGE FIRST!

Summary: In their 6th year of school, it's now the end of the Season; as keeping with a Wizard Tradition, 'The Captain's Bet Dinner', Quidditch Captains Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter are about to take a short trek that will take them on a long journey, as a bet goes wrong, when hearts become the collateral, and lives, the folly of the Fates. 

After bungling best friends Ron and Blaise who were armed to the teeth with misguided 'pure intentions' stick their noses where they do not belong, the result becomes a Domino Effect, as others past & present are suddenly caught up in the fall.

Rated NC-17

By: AshleyMistMalichi 

Disclaimers: Don't own, don't sue. All that is mine are MY OC's, my plot, and that's it.

The rest is OWNED by: J K Rowling & Warner Brothers.

ONCE AGAIN!!! Warnings: AU SLASH, M/M fiction, MALE PREGNANCY

Pairings: HP/DM, RW/BZ, Re/Ti, OC/? With past references to JP/LM

Simple Summary:

A bet gone wrong,

Many a love gone sour,

Many a mistake made right,

And many a right wronged.

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Song: (Can't get my) Head around you

By: The Offspring

                                                                 **~~**Chapter 12-A**~~**

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'Deep inside your soul, there's a hole you don't want to see;

Every single day, what you say makes no sense to me;

Even though I try I can't get my head around you.'

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It had been early Tuesday morning when Madam Pomfrey had bustled in.

Rousing the sleepy-eyed Gryffindor and the grumbling Slytherin by yanking open the white curtain that separated the two cots, she'd announced loudly to both boys that, in her professional opinion they, "were now well enough to return to their dorms, as well as resume their classes."

Shaking a long bony finger at them, she admonished them for fighting, especially in their

' delicate condition' and, "if they knew what was good for them, they'd best not find themselves back in her care, except of course for the soon-to-begin monthly

examinations of their growing fetuses."

At both boys' exaggerated eye rolls, she resisted the urge to thwap them soundly with her wand.

She did, however, enjoy their obvious wide-eyed fright when she instead, sharply leveled her wand, muttering, "Effingo liber libri." under her breath.