Memory Loss (Harry Potter Drarry slash)

28: [Parallel Universe 1] A Long-Awaited Yes

A/N: Helluu! Welcome to Parallel Universe, the fourth cycle of this story. We rejoin Harry and Draco three years after the conclusion of the body switch to accompany them on their next great journey. ;) I hope you'll like it! /Pipe

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They were just passing by outside the room, and not even that could be made in peace anymore. Things were looking up for the two 'gayies'-as Piper had begun to refer to them as-but that did not mean that the entire world needed to know what they were doing behind closed doors. (Heh, yeah ... as if anyone could claim not to know what they were doing in there!)

Actually, Piper did not mind-she only got kinkier with time-but Yousuke clearly preferred to stay oblivious. But, you see ... that was a bit difficult when certain sounds travelled through doors and walls ...

They were just passing through the hallway on their way to the library, but-

"Aah, ah, ah!"

Piper could feel Yousuke freeze.

She nudged him on, but he moved awkwardly stiffly and was difficult to manoeuvre.

"Harry, Harry, Harry! Merlin, Harry! Aaaaahh!"

Yousuke stopped and cast a disgusted glance at the closed bedroom door. "Mata?!" (Again?!) he exclaimed exasperatedly.

"Yes," she said, and sighed. "But don't bother yourself with them; they're just happy things are finally working out for them without external interferences."

"I understand that! But do they have to do all time?!"

Piper laughed. "You've lived here for three years and you still don't know my brother? If you did, you'd know that he and Harry can go on for ever-"

"Fuck, yes! Yes! Yes!"

"-and they enjoy sex very much. I think that's when they feel closest to each other. And isn't that the whole point of sex? To feel close to another human being?"

Her husband sighed. "I guess you right. Suimasen, Paipaa-chan. (Sorry, Piper-chan.) I be nice now. They can do whenever they like."

Piper patted him on the head, and they kept walking. Right before they reached the library door, another scream cut through the air.

"Ooh, Harry-fuck, yeah! Harder, harder, harder, hard-"

Piper could not help but chuckle gleefully. "So, Harry's on top, then?" she commented with a kinky smile.

Yousuke blinked. "Nani? (What?) How you know?"

"Because it's always the one on his back screaming. They like to take turns. Bet Harry's gonna be the one hollering dirty words next." Laughing perversely, she stepped over the threshold and began to ogle her way through the potions section.

It was early March, 2010, and it finally seemed as if all dark wizards had decided to let their families be; there had been no sign of Pywercaseley and his Death Eaters for over two years. Dumbledore figured that they were lying low, planning even more devious schemes, waiting for the perfect time to execute their dark plans.

They were all glad to have some time to breathe-especially the laddies. The past three years had been rough on them, what with giving up Joz and everything. But they knew that little Josephine had it much better in the care of competent professional Healers that could devote all their time to her and only her, and there was less of a risk of her ever turning into a deranged monster now that she was supervised 24/7.