It was a fine August afternoon, and the idle chatter in the Gryffindor boy's dorm was interrupted by an outraged yell.

'Excuse me?'

'Come on Draco, it'll be fun!' Harry pleaded to his disgruntled lover.

'Malfoys do not, and I repeat this for you to understand, do not play as pretty princesses prancing around with long hair!' Draco said petulantly. 'This will actually give them a reason to call me poncy!'

'Well, you are kind of a ponce,' Harry muttered under his breath. Draco, much to Harry's dismay, heard his comment and gave him a scathing glare. Then quite suddenly, he gave a triumphant smirk. Harry's heart sank as he knew what punishment entailed him. Oh no…

'And just like that, someone isn't getting any sex for a week.'

Three days, thousands of shameless apologies, pleas and begs later, Draco had not only taken back his punishment but had somehow gotten roped into playing the role afterwards.

The Hogwarts Drama club had been started by several intrepid students who, after the war, decided that they would much rather act out adventures and battles than go through an actual one. The group, which included Hermione, her boyfriend Ron, Ginny and other eight-year students had decided on its first production to be for the upcoming Halloween celebration. The musical was based on a Muggle film, which was subsequently based on a popular fairytale.

It was easy to guess one's reaction upon seeing the one person they would never expect to enter their club room one afternoon.

'M-m-Malfoy!' Ron spluttered. 'Seriously? You, of all people?' He turned towards Harry, who was standing next to Draco defensively and shuffling his feet, all the while keeping his gaze trained on the ground. 'Mate, I know that we were asking for a beautiful blond, but you know that we're also looking for a female, right? Or at least someone with long hair.'

Draco glared at Ron haughtily. 'Oh there's no need to worry Weasley,' his voice dripping with disdain on the last word. 'I have just the solution for that.' He pulled out his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at his head of white-blond hair and muttered a charm, closing his eyes and tilting his head back as he did. The rest of the people watched on in curiosity and wonder as almost instantly his hair began to grow and extend; it didn't stop until even the shortest ends had reached the floor. By the end, he had a long train of hair pooled around him.

Draco opened his eyes and glanced around the room, observing the shocked- and in Harry's case, a little aroused- expressions. He smirked and whispered another charm, this time flicking his wand over his head. His hair began to braid and unbraid itself, styling it in different ways. A third charm accompanied with his wand pointed at his hair and swishing in a downwards motion had it abruptly ceasing its movements and shortening to its former length.

Draco turned to face Ron again, his voice belaying his annoyance. 'So, any problems?'

There were no objections whatsoever, and the club began its rehearsal, the cast finally complete with its two main characters. After the practice, several girls came up to Draco, asking him for hair tips.

TBC.

There it is! My first chapter! Wow, I feel so accomplished. Please excuse me for the embarrassingly short length... I'm really just starting out here and if all of you nice people out there give me your suggestions, then this should become better! In retrospect. Am I using that word right?

*ahem* Okaayy... so, please. R&R! I'm actually planning for this to only be like a two-shot, so my plan is to have the big scene (you know, the art that I'm actually basing this on) in the next chapter. Should I? Should I not? You decide. Sort of.

Lemo