You were my cup of tea, I drink coffee now.
10 word story #2 by E.K. (via eric-khach)
Day 159: Drarry
Harry still enjoyed walking around under his invisibility cloak as a professor. Not because he wanted to spy on anyone or get away with anything sneaky (most of the time) but because it allowed him to get from point a to point b with fewer obstacles.
Normally, he only casually listened to the students he was wandering past. His ears were tuned for 'red flags' but everything else was just sort of background noise.
Not so today.
He was almost back to his classroom, munching on an apple to tide him over until lunch, when he heard his name mentioned.
And Harry was good at ignoring a lot of things, but he was decidedly not good at ignoring things that were said about him by his students. He stepped to the side and listened.
"Right," Matilda said, "But come on. You have to admit that they make sense together."
"Sure," Reid replied, rolling his eyes, "In the way that matches and kerosine make sense together."
"Explosively hot," Gwen chimed in. "Yeah."
Reid rolled his eyes at her.
"What would their name even be?" Jack wondered aloud and Harry wondered if he'd misheard and they hadn't mentioned his name at all. "Potfoy?"
"Malter?" Ruby giggled.
"Maybe try their first names," Matilda postulated.
"Harco," Reid offered.
"Doesn't the order imply positions," Ruby asked.
Jack nodded, "So which do you think-"
"Drarry," Reid said. "Or-"
And quite suddenly Harry realized exactly what they were talking about and thought that he might be having a heart attack. His palms immediately started sweating, heart beating loudly in his ears.
He did the only thing that he could think to do. He took off at a sprint toward the dungeons, doing his best to avoid students as he raced away.
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