Hogwarts Pretty Boy- Sequel to Durmstrung Pretty Boy (2 of 3)

Chapter 14

When Harry gets back, I glance up from my book and he holds up his bag "Grabbed some snacks from the kitchen."

I hum, nonchalantly, before declaring "I'm really not that hungry." He nods, before crawling onto my bed and sitting next to me.

He looks me over, before declaring "A couple of Ravenclaw students stopped me, in the halls."

I give an uninterested hum, before asking "What, did they call me a vial loathsome evil little cockroach?"

He shakes his head "Apparently, the majority of Ravenclaw thinks you were coerced into signing that contract."

I furrow my brow and asks "And what did you say?"

He declares "I confirmed it." I cock an eyebrow to him and he states "They followed me into the kitchen, and told a few Hufflepuffs what they believe."

I sit up in bed and ask "And what did the Hufflepuffs say?"

He scoffs "They said that half of their house believed you, and the other half didn't care. Those three deserved to be expelled, because they were, and I quote, 'twats'."

I scoff, before he continues "The Ravenclaws started explaining to the Hufflepuffs that, they've been hovering over you, since they got back. Umbridge has been targeting you since you got back. The Hufflepuffs then insisted that they would convince the rest of the Hufflepuffs."

I furrow my brow and asks "Do you know what Gryffindor thinks? Or the Slytherins?"

He takes in a deep breath, before cleaning his throat "I don't know about Gryffindor... but..." I cock an eyebrow to him and he digs into his bag to pull out a bit of parchment "Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle's doors aren't as graphic as your's."

I take the paper from him to find it reads: "Cry rape, nobody will believe you when it really happens."

I scoff, before standing and walking towards the door. He furrows his brow "Where are you going?"

I smirk, before motioning toward the door "Come on, let's go. You'll see where I'm going."

As we walk down the stairs, I notice a couple of first and second years in the common room.

As we walk into the common room, I stuff a dozen or so cigars in my pocket, before grabbing a couple more.

As I pour myself a bourbon, Harry asks "It's a bit early for whiskey, isn't is?" I scoff, before lighting one of the two cigars.

After I down the first bourbon, I decided on taking the decanter. When I lead him towards the couch in front of the massive circular window, I ask "Do you want the front, or the back?"

He looks me over, before declaring "Back." He takes a seat, with his back to the arm of the couch.

When I sit between his legs, he leans us back and runs his fingers through my hair as I puff away on the cigar.

After awhile, he takes it from me and takes a puff, only to start coughing "That's awful!"

I take it back and sigh "Cigarettes are better, in my opinion." He hums, before I continue on sipping on a bourbon and puffing away.

Finally, the second years come over and sit in front of me. A girl asks "It's a lie, right?" I look at her as a take a puff "It's just... I remember her insisting that she 'fixed you'."

Harry pats my head, before asking the second years "Are any of you muggle born?"

The girl and another boy raise their hands and Harry explains "Well, people like Parkinson think they're invincible, because they're pure bloods. Think they need to keep the blood pure. And a gay pure blood... isn't great, right?"