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âToday, class, we will be making an exciting potion!â Professor Slughorn pipes. âEach of you already has the ingredients on your work table in front of you. Donât touch them yet!â he ushers as one of the arrogant Gryffindors went to grab something. âThese ingredients in particular make the creatura corpus potion. This potion works much like wolfsbane, but a short-term verion. You see, this concoction will turn any mythical creature and shift it to a human form for a small period of time depending on how well the potion was brewed.â he states. After he was finished explaining, Draco lazily flips to the page in his advanced potions book and began cutting the ginseng root into seven equal pieces, grinding the preficus wing into a fine powder, and mincing the calyfairvor. His partner, Blaise, was doing his tasks on the other end of the cauldron of boiling water. The blonde noticed, out of the corner of his eye, Blaise dropping pounded phealis crumbs before he could stop it from happening. The potion started bubbling, making âgoopâ sounds. Blaise and Draco started pacing back, backing into the next table behind them. A large bubble of the murky green substance grew and popped, splattering in Dracoâs direction. âBlaise! You so owe me!â Draco wiped the substance with his hands as his partner chuckled. Sparkles of light started shining around the blondes fingers and enveloped his whole body, stopping everyoneâs laughter. Draco started to shrink, a terrified look on his face. His last reaction until he totally transformed was to look across the room on the Gryffindors side, straight into the green irises that watched in horror. The room went silent as the place where Draco Malfoy once stood was replaced with a white cobra snake. It lifted itâs little head and looked around the class at the amused/scared faces. It appeared to open its mouth to speak but it only came out in a hiss. âWhat are you all looking at?â Harry heard it say. The brunette stood and walked over to the dazed snake and started speaking in parseltongue. âDonât freak outâŚâ He said, apparating a mirror and showing off Dracoâs new form. The new Draco sat there for a minute, staring at his reflection, not saying a word. Afterwards, he slithered over to his partner and started wrapping his body around their neck, choking them. Blaise let out a few strangled laughs before saying âworth itâ through his blocked air pipes. âMister Malfoy, enough.â The professor stuttered while braking out of his surprizes daze. Draco, reluctantly, un wrapped himself and slithered onto the desk. âHow do we reverse this?â he hissed at Slughorn. âHeâs asking how to turn him back.â Harry acted as a translator. âWell, uh, there is one way I know. But itâs ridiculous. It may not work.â the professor nervously chuckled. Another series of hisses broke out from the cobra, and Harry coughed to stop him after he long made his point. âHe asked to just say it anyway.â Harry chuckled, though he left out the rude parts. âAh, yes. Well. The mishap can be undone by⌠a kiss from your chosen love.â Slughorn mutters loud enough with a deep sigh. âBut surely something as ridiculous at that cannot work.â he added. âIs there some other way, professor? Malfoy is unable to love.â Ron mocks from his corner. âI do love someone, you insufferable prat.â Draco rolled his beady, little, blue eyes. Harryâs mouth gaped as he was the only one who could understand. Laughter broke out from behind Blaise and Dracoâs worktable. Pansy Parkinson was brimming with her giggles. âGo on, Dray. Kiss whom you most dearly love.â she laughed even more when Draco pulled out his pure white hood and hissed venomously. She wiped a tear from her eyes and calmed down, smiling at the cobra. âI dare you.â She notes, and they stare at each other for a moment. âPotter, I need you to take me to someone.â Draco looks back to the emerald eyed Gryffindor. Harry nodded and picked Draco up, holding him close to his chest as to not drop him if they ran into someone, and left the classroom. After a bit of walking, the cobra tells Harry to stop. âGo into that alcove right there.â The Gryffindor was confused, but complied nonetheless. âI swear, Malfoy, if you bite me and leave me here to die, I will be so upset.â Harry closes the curtain. âI need you to kiss me.â Draco suddenly blurts out, leaving a following silence. âWhat?â Harry gulped, unable to hide his quickly spreading blush. âThe professor said a kiss from your chosen love, correct? Iâm sure you could fill it in from there. Youâre not as dumb as you make yourself out to be.â Draco snaps back, avoiding eye contact⌠I think. Harryâs brain seemed to stop thinking at that moment. The only thing it pointed to was âdo itâ. He hadnât an idea why. Maybe just to turn Draco back and get done with it. âOkay.â He said before he could convince himself otherwise. The little snakes head looked back at him (and as far as snake facial expressions could go) he could really hide his shock and confusion. âYou better not be joking around cause then you just waisted both of our time.â Harry sighed, leaning over and placing a small peck to dracoâs scaly lips. It wasnât long until he felt his hands cupping soft cheeks and he was being smothered in affection. The kiss didnât last long. Maybe a minute or two of slow, gentle movements. They separated, partially, still standing an inch away from each other. Draco felt Harryâs breath and could smell his woodley aftershave. âThank you for changing me back.â he stepped back, feeling an emptiness when he didnât get a response. Harry hated him. As Draco tried walking out of the curtains, a firm hand stopped him, holding his upper arm. âDraco, I-â Harry stared, but bit his lip when the blonde looked back in his adorable confusion. âAstronomy tower. Tonight. Uh, be there.â he blushed, quickly getting flustered by his vague instructions. Draco stepped back into the alcove, a small smile gracing his, usually stubborn features. âSee you there, Harry.â He leaned forward slowly and placed another chaste kiss on Harryâs lips. The brunetteâs hands found themselves to Dracoâs chest, resting on his slim figure, fingers running over his silk robes.
she didnât know what pansexual wasÂ
so i explained it to her
and she said âwhat sort of nonsense is thatâ
and thats why I didnât want to come out till I graduated
Not me accidentally starving myself...
Imma be up all night hungryđ