A/N: This story was written in the Harry Potter and the Trio of Chaos era. If you want to make sense of this story at all I'd recommend reading the other story which is on Kitten-KC's profile as we wrote it together.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Draco Malfoy, I do, however, own Jazzy and Carma.
It was perhaps singlehandedly the absolute defining moment of their short lives.
To this day, they would swear that they tried to avert their eyes, didn't want to look, but for some reason found their gazes locked. It was wonderful, astounding, absolutely beautiful...
The day they found out Draco Malfoy was an all natural blonde. Of course, they'd sported a rather interesting array of bruises for the next week...
BUT THEY HAD PROOF! YES!
They would later go on a gossip spree, spreading this new information to anyone who would be willing to listen, and even those who didn't want to know.
Perhaps the best piece of this defining moment, was the fact that they never returned poor Draco's pants.
The two girls mounted them on the wall of their dorm room with a label that proudly stated, 'natural blonde'.
Many of the students who found out about this little incident, including close friends, came to the conclusion that the two had finally lost it.
Others were proud of this information, especially since a lot of others had been wondering if the blonde was a natural.
Another reason this moment was so spectacular was the fact that Draco Malfoy couldn't walk down the halls of Hogwarts without being gawked, giggled, and pointed at. Some went as far as smiling suggestively, licking lips, winking, and whispering sweet-nothings in his ear.
It got to the point where Draco, either waited until the halls were empty or just didn't bother coming to class at all.
The girls were so proud of themselves.
The rest of their respective groups were rather ashamed to be friends with two completely insane individuals, who probably should have been locked up in Mungo's.
There was only one person who was actually interested in this amazing series of events.
You guessed right, Seamus Finnigan. He spent many an afternoon with the girls, gazing at the blonde's pants and smirking to himself.
The girls were curious, confused, and a little frightened of Seamus' interest. They promised themselves they would get to the bottom of the smirking.
Unfortunately, the pants only lasted a month, because Draco finally found a way in and destroyed them.
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