FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Draco chuckled a little. "you are a restless child." he teased his son, shaking his head a little before watching as Harry started choking on his foot, Scorpios leaping to his feet, clearly thinking to give Harry aid in coughing up his food, Harry looking astonished. "si... Sirius... had a daughter!? but... but he died... in my sixth year he can't have a daughter!" he protested looking astonished as he looked at them all. "i mean... she's... got to be old!" unfortunately, harry was wrong, Sirius had been brought back out of the veil after Harry had been gone for fifty years, using ancient magic, so Sirius's daughter was only in her late twenties like everyone else. "he had a DAUGHTER!?" Harry demanded again, clearly shell shocked beyond all belief. "a freaken DAUGHTER!?" he demanded Draco chuckling a little as he quickly explained to harry what had happened with the Veil.
Harry nodded a little. "alright, so we'll all combine out magic, invite Hugo and Rose to add theirs in so no one complains about only Dark wizards controlling the Ward and it should be strong enough to survive any attack." he admitted with a small grin as Scorpions beamed at his brothers compliment, he didn't get them often. "i knew you where a good guy." he teased Daemon with a lopsided grin. "the room of requirement, aah now those are some fond memories." "you spent most of your time in there fucking." Draco complained sourly, Harry smirking. "your just annoyed because Astoria wouldn't give you any." Harry teased Draco who scoffed. "i wasn't a whore." "i was." Harry admitted with a smirk. "and damn proud of it too." he admitted leaning back in his chair happily. "and fully intending on continuing my rein of terror, there's aaall kinds of fresh blood in diagon alley these days." he purred with a small little snicker. "you sicken me." draco complained, Harry shrugging a little as he pulled out a cigarette. "don't smoke that in here you ass hole!" "what!? there's no tobacco in it, it's just nicotine it won't hurt anyone." "now your just TRYING to piss me off!" "yes, yes i am, it brings color back in your cheeks, your too pale." Harry complained, draco looking startled by that.
"yes, i have plans for quidditch." Scorpius promised interrupting Harry and draco, well aware the two would go on all day if given the chance. "we'll have four teams, but the students will get to decide which one they want to be on, cut out the house thing entirely." he admitted. "i already have the four quidditch captains chosen, as well as head boys and girls, prefects, and dueling captains." "oooh dueling, that's a good idea, we weren't allowed to duel in my day, it would have saved a lot of lives." he admitted pondering. "alright so what other clubs?" "chess of course, gobstoppers, trading cards, muggle things like soccer, which they can play on the quidditch field, we're going to have a horse stable with magical and mundane horses..." "oooh again good ideas! it will be good for the wizards to get in some physical activities now and again. we should have a fencing and a hand to hand club too, Karate or something like that. "..ka...ra..ta?" Scorpius asked looking baffled harry chuckling. "it's a muggle dueling, it's hand to hand fighting, no weapons, only your body, a good thing to know in case you find yourself wandless." "oooh we should make that a required lesson, it will be good for the students to get some exercise." "agreed." Scorpius and Harry where bouncing idea's off each other so fast it was almost impossible to keep up with them.
Draco cleared his throat and both boys paused before Harry blushed again, coughing into his hand. "sorry..." he muttered simply before standing up and clapping his hands. "meet you there shall i? i have things to gather before you people see my secrete hidey holes!" he teased smirking as he rushed over to the fire and vanished into green flames, Scorpius snickering a little. "well, at least we know he's serious about all of this, we know he has the children's well being in mind." he admitted smiling at Daemon. "i think he's going to make a great headmaster, he's so excited!" "the last time i saw Harry this excited, he'd been offered a professional quidditch job." Draco admitted simply. not only was Harry the youngest Hogwarts quidditch player, but he was also the world wide, beginning his professional quidditch tour at the ripe age of seventeen, though he'd gotten injured at nineteen and had to quit because of extensive damage that no one ever explained, not even Harry. "he really is excited to be doing this Dae, you really don't have to worry about him doing a bad job or taking sides on the children, he's fair to the point he'll even tell his freinds their in the wrong if he has to. i know, i've seen him do it."
(ok, i give up... whats the answer to the riddle? i've been thinking on it and thinking on it and i just can't think of anything that breaks and falls but doesn't and UGH!)
Harry nodded a little. "alright, so we'll all combine out magic, invite Hugo and Rose to add theirs in so no one complains about only Dark wizards controlling the Ward and it should be strong enough to survive any attack." he admitted with a small grin as Scorpions beamed at his brothers compliment, he didn't get them often. "i knew you where a good guy." he teased Daemon with a lopsided grin. "the room of requirement, aah now those are some fond memories." "you spent most of your time in there fucking." Draco complained sourly, Harry smirking. "your just annoyed because Astoria wouldn't give you any." Harry teased Draco who scoffed. "i wasn't a whore." "i was." Harry admitted with a smirk. "and damn proud of it too." he admitted leaning back in his chair happily. "and fully intending on continuing my rein of terror, there's aaall kinds of fresh blood in diagon alley these days." he purred with a small little snicker. "you sicken me." draco complained, Harry shrugging a little as he pulled out a cigarette. "don't smoke that in here you ass hole!" "what!? there's no tobacco in it, it's just nicotine it won't hurt anyone." "now your just TRYING to piss me off!" "yes, yes i am, it brings color back in your cheeks, your too pale." Harry complained, draco looking startled by that.
"yes, i have plans for quidditch." Scorpius promised interrupting Harry and draco, well aware the two would go on all day if given the chance. "we'll have four teams, but the students will get to decide which one they want to be on, cut out the house thing entirely." he admitted. "i already have the four quidditch captains chosen, as well as head boys and girls, prefects, and dueling captains." "oooh dueling, that's a good idea, we weren't allowed to duel in my day, it would have saved a lot of lives." he admitted pondering. "alright so what other clubs?" "chess of course, gobstoppers, trading cards, muggle things like soccer, which they can play on the quidditch field, we're going to have a horse stable with magical and mundane horses..." "oooh again good ideas! it will be good for the wizards to get in some physical activities now and again. we should have a fencing and a hand to hand club too, Karate or something like that. "..ka...ra..ta?" Scorpius asked looking baffled harry chuckling. "it's a muggle dueling, it's hand to hand fighting, no weapons, only your body, a good thing to know in case you find yourself wandless." "oooh we should make that a required lesson, it will be good for the students to get some exercise." "agreed." Scorpius and Harry where bouncing idea's off each other so fast it was almost impossible to keep up with them.
Draco cleared his throat and both boys paused before Harry blushed again, coughing into his hand. "sorry..." he muttered simply before standing up and clapping his hands. "meet you there shall i? i have things to gather before you people see my secrete hidey holes!" he teased smirking as he rushed over to the fire and vanished into green flames, Scorpius snickering a little. "well, at least we know he's serious about all of this, we know he has the children's well being in mind." he admitted smiling at Daemon. "i think he's going to make a great headmaster, he's so excited!" "the last time i saw Harry this excited, he'd been offered a professional quidditch job." Draco admitted simply. not only was Harry the youngest Hogwarts quidditch player, but he was also the world wide, beginning his professional quidditch tour at the ripe age of seventeen, though he'd gotten injured at nineteen and had to quit because of extensive damage that no one ever explained, not even Harry. "he really is excited to be doing this Dae, you really don't have to worry about him doing a bad job or taking sides on the children, he's fair to the point he'll even tell his freinds their in the wrong if he has to. i know, i've seen him do it."
(ok, i give up... whats the answer to the riddle? i've been thinking on it and thinking on it and i just can't think of anything that breaks and falls but doesn't and UGH!)