Dan's pov
I heaved out a sigh as I finished my charms homework.
Only potions left.
A 3 foot essay about the importance of measuring ingredients correctly and using the right ones.
I glanced up from my bed just in time to see Phil walk in, a dark aura around him. He must be mad about something.
I watched, perplexed, as he walked over to his trunk and changed into a pair of light grey sweatpants and pulled out sleek black weights. He pulled out his wand from his discarded robes and muttered a spell, a small gym apparating around him.
He started to work out, sweat slowly covering the body I admire.
I gulped, staring at him as he finished up working out. He grabbed the white towel laying on the counter next to the bathroom and wiped the sweat off of his body.
He pulled out his wand once more and mumbled a spell to make the small gym around him disappear.
He glanced up at me, black hair stuck to his forehead with sweat and his multicoloured eyes swept over my figure.
Coffee brown coloured eyes stared into eyes a mix of blue, green and hazel.
He panted slightly, a tent quickly forming in his light grey sweatpants.
He groaned slightly under his breath, turning sharply on his heel. He marched into the bathroom, pausing in the doorway.
"Well? Are you joining me or not, kitten?"
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After towel drying my hair, I walked over to my bed and pulled out a pair of ripped short shorts and my favourite pale pink crop top.
I slid on my outfit, lightly applying my lip balm to my red, swollen lips.
Soon enough, Felix and Sean bursted through the door, chanting about a weekend trip to hogsmead before their NEWTS.
Soon enough, the sixth years were on their way to hogsmead. They stopped at the leaky cauldron, deciding to grab a hotel room and drop off their bags before all of the rooms were taken.
Sadly enough, most of the rooms were taken, so they had to share a bedroom and a double bed. Not that they minded that, of course.
After shopping and messing around in Zonkos and Honeydukes, Dan and Phil decided to retire to their room.
After entering the small room, Phil gestured towards the bathroom. "They only let us have a hour of hot water every day for this weekend and I know we both take long in there, but you can shower today and I'll have one tomorrow." He said, already mocking towards the bed.
Dan, suddenly becoming shy at the temporary living conditions, just squeaked and ran to the bathroom, forgetting his clothes and towel.
He slid into the cramped shower after it had warmed up, thankful for the heat against his cold body.
After shaving and washing himself, he pulled the shower curtain aside to grab his towel and found nothing on the shelf next to the shower.
He panicked slightly then turned to see if he left it on the floor, jumped and let out a very manly screech when he saw Phil stood in the middle of the room in only his grey sweatpants, Dan's towel in his hands and a smirk on his face.
Dan quickly turned off the shower and he could see Phil talking, but couldn't hear him.
"...and then you can have your towel back" he finished. When he saw the perplexed look on Dan's face he sighed and made a motion for him to be quiet. "Blow me and you can have your towel" he said.
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FanfictionA small brown haired boy with a craving to wear pastel coloured dresses, flower crowns and short shorts gets moved into the same hogwarts dormitory as the punk that has run out of fucks to give. (Pastel!dan x Punk!phil) (I constantly edit and chang...