Welcome to The Untouchables!

The story is AU seventh year Hogwarts with no Voldemort. Just a lot of teenage humor, love, hate, and drama. Draco, Blaise, Harry, and Ron all are close friends, and Ginny's birthday is December 30, so she can be 9 months younger than Ron and be of age sooner in the story. I need them all to be of age.

This is also going to be a story that introduces a character that I made up so I completely own her. Her name is Rashida Nafretiri Mosi, and she is an Egyptian pureblood descendant of Ramesses II and transfers from the African wizardry school of Uagadou. I hope you like her because I love her already and she may end up with a fic of her own.

As always, the characters and the world belongs to Queen Rowling. And I don't own the Joker quote from 1989's Batman, which will be in bold. I only own Rashida and the plot.

On with the fic :)

Chapter 1: Bad Boys Of Hogwarts

On a lazy, surprisingly warm day in November, four kings of Hogwarts sat under a tree near the lake conversing, as they watched the giant squid swat at the migrating birds that flew low enough to feel its tentacles.

They sat laughing at one of the boy's latest conquests that had been successful. Blaise Zabini had finally penetrated the walls of the shy and now not so innocent Luna Lovegood, a feat that all but one had tried to do since their 4th year.

"Zabini, you are one lucky bloke you are." said Harry Potter, ruler of his kingdom and self proclaimed seeker god. He sat back, vibrant emerald eyes locked onto his practice snitch as he would let it go and only let it fly just so far without snatching it out of the air. He moved his unruly jet black hair fringe from out of his vision.

Blaise smirked, satisfied by all the praise he was getting. His midnight blue eyes looked down upon his loser friends and his sepia skin seemed to shine in the sunlight, making him look almost bronzed, thus boosting his ego even more.

Ron Weasley, Harry's best mate and whom some called Quidditch keeper king, sat against the tree they were under, rolling his sapphire eyes at his Slytherin mate's cockiness. The tips of his red hair shone like flames as the sun hit them at the right angle, making his length look like phoenix wings.

"It was nothing." said Blaise, smugly. "Just a couple sweet words, and she was putty in my hands."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever Zabini." scoffed Draco Malfoy, resting on his pale arms. He gazed at his best friend, steel toned eyes clearly unimpressed, as he ran his fingers through his blindingly platinum blonde hair. "It only took you three years. And Looney isn't the brightest bulb."

"And yet she's a Ravenclaw and you're not." commented Ron. "You're only saying that because she was way too smart to fuck with you."

Draco sneered at the freckled git. "She was definitely stupid. Who wouldn't want to have a go at me?"

"Them." said Harry, pointing towards the side entrance.

The boys looked in the direction Harry was pointing. Draco scoffed, Blaise licked his lips, and Ron suddenly looked nervous as three witches approached their group.

"Ah yes. The sacred three." said Blaise.

"You mean the untouchable trio." joked Harry.

"A bunch of prudy bitches is more like it." mumbled Draco.

"Oi! That's my sister you're speaking on you slimy git!" exclaimed Ron, prompting Draco to put his hands up amusingly in surrender.

They watched as Ginevra Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Pansy Parkinson approached them. Ginny walked a bit quicker than the others, as she was on a mission to deliver a message to her older brother. Her blood red colored braid on her shoulder popped up and down in her hurried walk.

"Ron, I have a letter from Mum for you." she said as she held out an envelope to her brother. Ron swiftly took it out of her hand.

Ginny glared at him, placing her hands on her hips. "You didn't have to take it like that, prat." she huffed.

"Yeah, whatever. Don't you have somewhere else to be annoying?" said Ron, moving his had in a shooing motion.

"I'd much rather annoy my favorite brother." said Ginny as if she was speaking to a baby. She tousled Ron's hair playfully as Ron laughed and tried to shove her away.

"Afternoon, Princess." said Draco, giving Ginny a nod.

Ginny's smile disappeared as she locked her topaz eyes onto Draco. "Not in the mood for you to dote on me, Malfoy." she said in disdain.

"Awh, come on love. Admit it. You love the attention." said Draco, grinning. Ron gave Draco a look that said to back off.

"I adore attention. Just not from you." spat Ginny.

"Hey boys." said Hermione as she and Pansy caught up with their fast friend.

Ron stood up quickly, dusting the dirt off of his uniform pants. "Hey Hermione!" he said a bit quicker and louder than he would have preferred.

Harry, Blaise, and Draco gave each other knowing looks. "Here we go." whispered Harry.

"Hey Ron, how are you? I didn't see you at lunch today." said Hermione, nervously covering her mouth with the book that was in her hands.

"Well, we just decided to eat out here today. You know, since it's warm and sunny." said Ron, softly and anxiously. He could feel the blush forming on the tip of his ears.

"Yeah, it is rather nice out. Maybe instead of the common room or library, I'll study out here." said Hermione.

"Really? Well maybe I can study with you after classes, if that's okay." said Ron, his confidence building a little.

Hermione seemed to freeze up at his offer. Pansy gave her a hard nudge in the back.

"Oh!" said Hermione, snapped out of her trance. "Oh I mean, sure. Yeah, we...we can do that."

"Maybe get the house elves to pack you a basket, eh Granger?" asked Blaise.

Ron's eyes grew big and he signaled Blaise to shut the hell up. Everyone knew how Hermione felt about house elves.

Unfortunately, the comment had changed Hermione's entire mood.

"Why would I make the house elves work extra hard just for Ronald and I to have a snack?!" said Hermione, voice irate. "They already work hard enough for nothing as it is, what with keeping the school clean and our clothes and being washed! Not to mention feeding us daily! Instead of your jokes, they deserve your respect and you will do well to respect then in front of me!"

She then turned to Ron. "I think we should study together at a later date. I've got to go"

And with that, Hermione turned and headed back up to the castle.

"Well that was nicely done, Zabini, you worm." said Ginny, turning to chase after Hermione.

"Fuck you, Zabini, you've ruined my afternoon!" said Ron, angrily.

"Really? You're pissed at me for making a joke? I do that shit all the time." said Blaise. "Maybe instead of worrying about what I'm going to say, you should worry about asking the bird out, with your paranoid ass."

"I'm inclined to agree, Ron." said Pansy. She was still standing around, taking in the scene as she put her long charcoal hair up into a ponytail, showing off the olive skin of her neck. Something Harry rather enjoyed.

"Bugger off, the both of you." grumbled Ron. "I'll do it when I want to, okay?"

"What's stopping you mate?" asked Harry. "The whole school knows you're mental over her."

"And vice versa." added Pansy. "Well I'm off. See you toads later."

They watched as Pansy walked back up the hill to the castle, Harry more closer than the others.

"Jesus Marimba, a lovely beast like that running around can put steam in a man's strides." said Harry, almost in his own world.

Ron, Draco, and Blaise were confused. "The bloody hell are you going on about, mate?" asked Ron.

"Huh?" said Harry, having been brought back to reality. "Oh, it's a Jack Nicholson Joker quote from Batman. I'm saying that she gets me going."

"Who is the Joker and why is a man batty?" asked Blaise, very much bewildered.

Harry rolled his eyes. He just spoke muggle with a bunch of purebloods who had no idea what he was talking about. "Nevermind. As I said, she's just gets me excited."

Draco sucked his teeth. "Yeah right. Like Parkinson would ever let you see her knickers.

"And Ginny would fuck you, I'd suppose? I seen the way you eyed her." sneered Harry.

"HEY!"

"Sorry, Weasley. Your sister's hot." said Draco, shrugging his shoulders.

"Lay off my sister!"

"I only want to take her out one day. Damn. I wouldn't do that to you, Weasley. You're my mate." said Draco knowing in the back of his mind he was lying and already plotting all the sinful things he wanted to do to the Weasley girl.

"Maybe a friendly wager is in order then?" suggested Blaise.

Harry was intrigued. The four loved to make bets with one another. "What it'll be?" he asked.

"Alright. I'll bet that you blokes can't touch the Untouchables." said Blaise.

"Out of the question!" spoke Ron, immediately. "Draco isn't fucking my sister!"

"I won't!" said Draco. "Shit, getting her to agree to date me would be a challenge in itself. She hates my ass, remember?"

Ron relaxed a bit at that. "I also don't want to hurt Hermione." he said.

"Oh come on, Ron. You wouldn't be hurting her. You've been after her since what, 3rd year? This is a way to speed it up if you will. Get the relationship going. And also to finally bang Hermione." said Harry.

"You sound like a git saying that. Hermione is more than a good fuck." said Ron, aggravated.

"Oh stuff it, Weasley, just ask her out then. Are you in, or out?!" demanded Draco.

Normally, Ron wasn't the succumb to peer pressure. However, he did think that maybe the possibility of winning a bet would motivate him to get him to ask her. " Fine. I'm in." he said, unenthusiastically.

"Well I'm in." said Draco, loosening his tie. "Potter?"

"Let's make it more interesting." said Harry. "Its November the 10th. Let's say, by Valentine's Day, you should have gotten the girl or shagged the girl."

"I like the way you think, Potter." said Blaise. "Conditions are: if you fuck her, you have to provide proof. Her knickers should be sufficient. And if you lose, you have to be my slave for the rest of the term. Meaning you do whatever I tell you whenever I tell you"

"Hang on a sec. You're not participating?" asked Draco.

"There's only three of them. Unless I make it a real challenge and see if I can fuck Granger and Parkinson before these blokes do."

"NO!" yelled Harry and Ron at the same time.

"Thought so." smirked Blaise.

"Well it's not fair that you have no one."said Harry.

"There isn't any left. And I won't go younger than a 6th year. Maybe I'll see if I can get Daphne Greengrass again." said Blaise, rubbing his chin as if he was in deep thought.

"Too easy." said Draco. "We'll find one for you by the end of the week."

The four all shook hands with one another. Three months. Of course they could pull it off.