Magnetic Attraction
"Attention everyone!"
The Great Hall went silent eventually, but Harry Potter would have wished it would have taken longer. Just one Hermione Granger smiled knowingly, and two equally grinning faces lit that were about to burst out laughing, at one corner of the room, which were commonly known as Fred and George Weasley.
But better start from the begining, shall we?
--FLASHBACK--
"You have a deal, my friend!" Fred smiled confidently as he streched his hands to be shaked by the person in front of him. George, on the other hand, was grinning like a loon.
"Of course." Harry smiled politely but quite sure of himself as he took the offered hand. Though that 'something' was still bothering him. "But Herm' -" Harry looked at his friend here, with a pleading but, all the same, not-convinced tone in his voice; "really, that?"
She only looked back calmly and responded in quite the same way: "Is either that or you must say 'I'm professor Snape's love toy'."
"Eww, Herm! That's sick!" Harry retorted while the twins were laughing their ass of in the ground.
"Well, choose, Harry." Hermione said nonchantly but, if looked closely, one could see an amused twinkle in her eyes.
Harry looked uncertain and thoughtful, "What will you do if I'm right?
She looked a little taken aback, but didn't coward up "I'll... give Snape a lap dance."
With that the twins got back to their histerical giggling from which they have just started to recover. Harry found himself a little amused as well.
"No, I could not make you do that. You'll give Ron a lap dance!" He spat triumphantly.
The twins grinned at this. "Hell, Harry! You're quite a 'Mother-Teresa' of a friend!"
"Yeah! I wish I'd have Ron's friends" Fred continued George line, and added while looking Hermione's way "and luck!"
Harry just smiled at this. He knew he'd not make Hermione keep her promise but couldn't help asking. Besides he will always take Ron's side, and, in this case, help saving Ron's pride.
He was sure Ron would invite her to the Ball.
--END OF FLASHBACK--
Harry cursed his own loyalty and stared ahead to the table before his eyes. Then at the other three. Everyone has gone quieter, if not silent and were staring back at him. Harry cursed again and couldn't help thinking this was the end of his life.
Really, he didn't believed Hermione Granger would be would be that much of a sadist. In front of the whole school and the school staff nonetheless.
"I have an announcement to make."
Taking a deep breath he summoned all that Gryffindor Bravery that he was so worshipped about, raised his head and got ready to continue.
He couldn't believe what he was about to say...
"I, Harry Potter" and here he stole a glance at a person in particular who was not paying to much attention to him, but then looking nowhere again...
"am Draco Malfoy's own submisive whore."
Silence filled the Great Hall for the first time in its existence as dinning room of the institution.
Harry couldn't help grinning, like laughing his own misery, and he added in a more serious tone, like the final touch, offering a polite smile that was meant, for no reason in particular, to a group of the female gender "Thanks"
And he took his seat again.
The conmotion began. But Harry was quite proud of himself to care. Dean patted his back recognizing his brave act. By now all Gryffindors knew about the bet and could not do but congratulate him.
"Mr. Potter!"
Harry's head shot to the staff table.
"10 point from Gryffindor for such rude use of languaje!" professor McGonagall barked. "And detention!" she added as an afterthought.
10 points? Harry wondered if his Transfiguation professor was going softer, just before she added the last comment.
Well, still it was minor damage. He was happy Snape didn't react as fast as McGonagall or he'd have been punished for life and his house would have lost half a year of recognition in points.
"Ugh! That was sick, Harry! Spare us the mental images" Ron sounded pretty happy of making fun of his friend. If only he knew why he had done it...
Harry found himself enjoying it. Even in his frustrating and humilliating position he was still having so much fun he couldn't stop grinning. Just imagining Malfoy's face.
.. Stand By! ..
"Attention everyone!"
The Great Hall went silent eventually, but Harry Potter would have wished it would have taken longer. Just one Hermione Granger smiled knowingly, and two equally grinning faces lit that were about to burst out laughing, at one corner of the room, which were commonly known as Fred and George Weasley.
But better start from the begining, shall we?
--FLASHBACK--
"You have a deal, my friend!" Fred smiled confidently as he streched his hands to be shaked by the person in front of him. George, on the other hand, was grinning like a loon.
"Of course." Harry smiled politely but quite sure of himself as he took the offered hand. Though that 'something' was still bothering him. "But Herm' -" Harry looked at his friend here, with a pleading but, all the same, not-convinced tone in his voice; "really, that?"
She only looked back calmly and responded in quite the same way: "Is either that or you must say 'I'm professor Snape's love toy'."
"Eww, Herm! That's sick!" Harry retorted while the twins were laughing their ass of in the ground.
"Well, choose, Harry." Hermione said nonchantly but, if looked closely, one could see an amused twinkle in her eyes.
Harry looked uncertain and thoughtful, "What will you do if I'm right?
She looked a little taken aback, but didn't coward up "I'll... give Snape a lap dance."
With that the twins got back to their histerical giggling from which they have just started to recover. Harry found himself a little amused as well.
"No, I could not make you do that. You'll give Ron a lap dance!" He spat triumphantly.
The twins grinned at this. "Hell, Harry! You're quite a 'Mother-Teresa' of a friend!"
"Yeah! I wish I'd have Ron's friends" Fred continued George line, and added while looking Hermione's way "and luck!"
Harry just smiled at this. He knew he'd not make Hermione keep her promise but couldn't help asking. Besides he will always take Ron's side, and, in this case, help saving Ron's pride.
He was sure Ron would invite her to the Ball.
--END OF FLASHBACK--
Harry cursed his own loyalty and stared ahead to the table before his eyes. Then at the other three. Everyone has gone quieter, if not silent and were staring back at him. Harry cursed again and couldn't help thinking this was the end of his life.
Really, he didn't believed Hermione Granger would be would be that much of a sadist. In front of the whole school and the school staff nonetheless.
"I have an announcement to make."
Taking a deep breath he summoned all that Gryffindor Bravery that he was so worshipped about, raised his head and got ready to continue.
He couldn't believe what he was about to say...
"I, Harry Potter" and here he stole a glance at a person in particular who was not paying to much attention to him, but then looking nowhere again...
"am Draco Malfoy's own submisive whore."
Silence filled the Great Hall for the first time in its existence as dinning room of the institution.
Harry couldn't help grinning, like laughing his own misery, and he added in a more serious tone, like the final touch, offering a polite smile that was meant, for no reason in particular, to a group of the female gender "Thanks"
And he took his seat again.
The conmotion began. But Harry was quite proud of himself to care. Dean patted his back recognizing his brave act. By now all Gryffindors knew about the bet and could not do but congratulate him.
"Mr. Potter!"
Harry's head shot to the staff table.
"10 point from Gryffindor for such rude use of languaje!" professor McGonagall barked. "And detention!" she added as an afterthought.
10 points? Harry wondered if his Transfiguation professor was going softer, just before she added the last comment.
Well, still it was minor damage. He was happy Snape didn't react as fast as McGonagall or he'd have been punished for life and his house would have lost half a year of recognition in points.
"Ugh! That was sick, Harry! Spare us the mental images" Ron sounded pretty happy of making fun of his friend. If only he knew why he had done it...
Harry found himself enjoying it. Even in his frustrating and humilliating position he was still having so much fun he couldn't stop grinning. Just imagining Malfoy's face.
.. Stand By! ..