Hello, everybody! I'm back, once again!

I'm sorry that you couldn't review or find the document for part 2 of Uh – Oh. Because doc manager hates me, I can't republish the document I wanted to. So, without furth ado, here is Uh – Oh, Part 2. anyway, enjoy.:)

Fuck.

Draco Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy name, was about to ram his hot prick into the sweet, tight arse of the Golden Boy himself, Harry James Potter, hero of the Wizarding World, who was bent over the edge of a teacher's desk, when their Charms teacher, the ever – humble Professor Flitwick, walked into the classroom they were preparing to shag in.

Fuck.

The moments stretched on as Flitwick locked eyes with the two students, a deep burgundy blush spreading from his ears, across his face, down his neck, and stretching up, up, up to his hairline.

Fuck.

Finally, the tiny man cleared his throat with a squeak as he shifted his feet. Draco, at that moment, for no apparent reason, having not the slightest idea to this day as to why he did it, slid his eyes down to the miniature area below Flitwick's waist, but he was not expecting to find a quickly growing bulge. His silver eyes widened, and he jerked his head over to look at Harry, who had also noticed this strange phenomenon.

Their Charms teacher had wood. From looking at two of his male students getting ready to shag.

Fuck.

Finally, Flitwick managed to squeak out, "P-P-Please e-excuse me-" and he was gone, leaving the door swinging.

The two teens looked at each other for a long time, then, the finally relaxed from their position, redressing and leaving the awkward silence behind them.

To this very day, Harry and Draco have never viewed Flitwick the same way they did before the incident. They view him with a wary eye, and they haven't fucked in his classroom ever since.

There you have it!

Muahahaha! There won't be a sequel to this one, but...

I feel a Twincest coming oooon~ *Excited*

Anyway, read and review, they keep me metaphorically fed.