The characters and situations in the following story are the property of J.K Rowling. I hope you don't sue me, all I have is cookies.
Prolouge
'Harry
that was hilarious.' I can remember saying that, so long ago. 'I
cannot believe I saw that. I know people who would have paid money'
'They
did pay money Draco, that is the only reason that happened.' He
said to me. Even though I know he loved it, every second of
it.
'Anyways, nicely done, you really attracted a crowd' I
said, laughing at my own witty-ness.
' I wasn't expecting that
many people, it was mostly Gryffindors I think. I saw some Slytherins
and Hufflepuffs, someone must have been letting them in. More
Ravenclaws than I had expected, I don't know why they were in our
bar.' He told me, as though I hadn't been there and didn't know
who was there and who wasn't.
' It's because I am so amazing
and supportive,' I told him, and then we both roared with laugher,
because it was true, and it was absurd. Since Harry got back in
contact with other people from our private school, everything has
been better, Hermione and Ron have been around the flat a bit much
but he is glowing. I love it. 'I have been trying to convince you
to do something like that for years, lucky for me you lost that bet.'
' A bets a bet, I had to do it, I said I would.' Ever the
Gryffindor, I think to myself but don't say anything, because he
wouldn't get it. I am quiet for just a little too long and he
realizes, I have to stop letting that happen. ' What Draco?' He
said to me, with that cute worry in his eyes that always made me want
to kill myself to get away from the guilt. 'Nothing, it's just so
hot outside.' That is the only thing we disagreed on about the new
location. Montreal summers are perfect for Harry, but way to hot for
me, even at night. Even covered in sweat from dancing close to about
200 other people. You would think being covered head to toe in fluid
would cool me off as we walked down the near-baron street at top
speed.
'Come on Harry, we said that we would meet them back at
our flat for drinks.' I said, worried about not hosting perfectly.
Pfft, how silly is that?! 'I am never going to hear the end of this
am I?' He asked me, not really caring about my answer.
'No, I
cannot belive Ron actually came, he's not nearly as Hufflepuff as I
thought.' I said, realising the truth in my words.
'Nah, he
isn't so bad. You are just Huffle-phobic.' He told me,
matter-o-factly.
' I am not hetero-phobic Harry!'
[Bonjour, ceci est le deuxieme l'etage de moi en anglais. Je esperer, les persons taime mon nouveau l'etage. Merci beaucoup a tout les persons qui lire mon l'etage. R&R sil vous plait! Ce l'etage est une WIP. R&R, sinon vous esperer pour moi a fini mon l'etage nouveau.
Hello, this is my second story posted in english. I hope that people like this new story. Thanks to everyone who read it, please review. I will not bother writing out the other chapters if no one is interested.]