For The Love of Cake
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"Oh my," Lavender Brown breathed, eyes watching the entry to the Great Hall. Hermione Granger looked up, spotting what she was looking at immediately. The Slytherins had entered the hall, strutting across the floor as they always did.
"What?" Ron asked, eyes narrowing, "what did they do?"
"Look amazing." Padma replied and Parvati rolled her eyes, looking back at her porridge. Ron made a face at Lavender who was nodding and Padma who couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. "Slytherin royalty indeed."
"Who?" Harry asked, leaning back to look, "Malfoy's lot? I've never heard them called that." Ginny snorted, looking away and to him,
"Really? Well, Malfoy is the Slytherin Prince. They started calling him the Slytherin Ice Prince, and dropped the ice. Parkinson is the Ice Princess and both Greengrass and Zabini are the Slytherin Knights."
"Shouldn't she be a lady?" Neville asked, risking a glance, "she's a girl."
"Yes, but she's a lesbian too, and it sort of fits her, doesn't it?" Ginny asked, looking over her shoulder. Daphne and Draco, no doubt feeling the stares, looked up. Suddenly, everyone had something better to focus on. Daphne leaned to her right, whispering something to Draco who smirked and nodded.
She'd come out of the closet with a bang, showing up on the Hogwarts Express with a brand new short hair cut, a little longer at the top, a new wardrobe and a brand new strut. The dark haired girl had an edge about her, and an amazing style, that had drawn attention for weeks. Now, however, the new gossip had lost it's shine with time and it wasn't a normal topic of conversation. Hermione had been surprised that people had been so accepting in the wizarding world. There were quite a few naysayers but most were muggle born.
"I think it does." Padma blushed hotly, glancing over again to check if Daphne was watching and looking a little disappointed that she wasn't. Parvati rolled her eyes again.
"That's disgusting." Ron scowled, pulling a face.
"Why?" Ginny scowled back, "she likes ladies, Ron."
"I don't give a sickle about that." Ron snorted, "she's a Slytherin."
"Point." Seamus grinned.
"She is hot." Padma countered.
"Also, point." Ginny grinned.
"Gross." Ron shuddered, "no Slytherin is attractive."
"Bollocks." Seamus snorted, "Zabini and Parkinson are both startling."
"You think everyone is startling." Harry grinned, shaking his head. Seamus waggled his eyebrows and Harry leaned back with more than a little attitude, "in fact, I believe you fancy Malfoy, Seamus."
"Finnigan!" Ron gasped and Seamus turned several shades of red. "Seamus, what the hell? You can't do that! It's against the Gryffindor by laws!"
"Thou shalt not enjoy anything Malfoy does." Dean mock quoted, nodding. Ron searched around in his bag, "what are you doing, mate?"
"Looking for a quill," Ron said, "I'm going to write these down."
"I wonder if she shares clothes with Malfoy?" Lavender sighed, "they're both so well dressed, you know? All of them, really. Maybe it's because they're filthy rich." Ron made like he was vomitting into his bag and she rolled her eyes, "honestly, Ronald!"
"Honestly!" Hermione echoed, smirking.
"It doesn't seem like Parkinson finds any fault in Daphne." Parvati pointed out, grinning as Padma and Lavender nearly broke their necks to look. Hermione glanced over, finding that Pansy was indeed looking adoringly at Daphne while she held court.
"Let's talk about something other than Slytherins, shall we?" Harry snorted, "like Quidditch? The ridiculous Potions assignment Slughorn just gave us? How about why or why not the House Elves can't manage a decent cup of coffee?"
"That is a travesty." Dean agreed, making a face into his mug, "I'm tired of everyone always talking about Daphne or Draco, it's ridiculous."
"Daphne, I'll have you know is-"
"Is what?" Everyone had varied reactions as the Slytherins had been making an exit, a rather quick one, Hermione thought since they'd just been holding court. "I heard my name? And Draco's? What, exactly, am I, Patil?"
"Um..." Padma floundered.
"Excellent Quidditch players." Ginny supplied while Padma stumbled all over herself. "we were just discussing the upcoming season, wondering if you two were going to play?"
"Quidditch," Daphne blinked, expression flat. She leaned over the table, snatching an apple out from the bowl in front of Hermione and everyone could smell the cologne she wore. Lavender looked as though she might pass out. "I hadn't thought about it, actually, Draco?"
"Of course I'm playing." Draco rolled his eyes.
"and Zabini?" Ron asked, "you gonna be there?" Blaise nodded.
"Well, I suppose I will then." Daphne grinned, polishing the apple on her shirt. She wore a long button up, untucked, the top few buttons undone and a loose Slytherin tie. Her robes were undone, revealing knee high dragon hide boots over her black trousers, "I'll see you out there, Weasley, yeah?"
"The back of my broom." Ginny shot back. Daphne smirked, bit her apple, and left.
"Was she just flirting with Ginny?" Lavender gasped and Ginny snorted,
"don't be daft, Lav, we all have our Slytherin counterpart. Blaise and Ron, Harry and Draco, me and Daphne. Every year. You've not noticed because you don't care for Quidditch."
