Chapter 2: Dammit Janet

The next morning found Draco waking up with a warm body pressed against him. Cracking an eye he was met by the smiling face of a still sleepy Pansy Parkinson.

"Good morning Drakie-Poo. Did you sleep well?" She giggled at him.

"Of course babe, how could I not sleep well with you stealing the blankets all night while drooling on my chest, and snoring in my ear?" He smirked.

"I do not snore!" she squawked.

"Ha! You don't defend the drooling comment?"

"I don't…" Draco silenced her with a quick peck on the lips.

Draco and Pansy had always had this kind of relationship. They loved each other, yet loved to argue and pick at one another. They had been betrothed from the age of seven, until Draco made a public announcement at a dinner party at the age of fourteen that he was gay. Jaws dropped all around the room, while Pansy just sat back biting her cheeks to keep herself from laughing out loud. She had already known. She had known since their first year at Hogwarts that she and Draco could never be. They just wouldn't have been able to make married life work between them. In fact, if Pansy were honest with herself, she'd even admit to finding a certain seventh year Gryffindor girl attractive, but the only other one who knew this though was Draco.

They were best friends. They had been through everything together. The hook-ups with random strangers, the break-ups with the flavor of the week crushes, the devastation they both felt at the fact that the ones they liked above all else, didn't like them in return. Their friendship had only grown stronger as their housemates started going their own ways. Blaise Zabini was one of their friends who, as of late they had been keeping an eye on. There was just something going on with that boy.

"Ya know Drake," Pansy started as they were dressing for the day. "I really understand why you would want to be Rocky. I mean not only do you get to have really hot scenes with Potter, but you already have the costume. It was a part you were born to play!" She laughed.

"Shut up "Janet". I do not have the whole costume. YOU stole my gold boots…" They erupted into a fit of giggles, though Draco would deny it. Malfoys just don't giggle.

"On a serious note babe, I think you need to watch Blaise. I think he's going to ruin your chances with Harry. I mean he hates acting, and why else would he be so adamant on playing Brad's role since you're Rocky? It doesn't make sense unless he's trying to move in on your Harry." She told him her thoughts.

"He's not going to try anything Pans. He knows how I feel about Harry, and wouldn't do anything like that to me." He stated, though he didn't quite believe his own words.

"I guess you're right Draco, maybe I'm just being paranoid. After all, you're the one who deserves to have a chance with Potter. But, are you even really sure he's gay?" She asked hesitantly.

"No" He sighed. "But it has been rumored, and besides even if he isn't…I can be very persuasive when it comes to something I want. I'll get him to fall for me." He purred seductively.

"Just don't do anything that will make him hate you more, sweetie." Pansy cautioned. "You two haven't been fighting this year, and it's been better on you. You seem happier because you don't feel guilty every other day for fighting with him and his friends.

"Don't worry Pansy, if anything happens, he'll have to be pretty interested in the proceedings. I'd never force him to do something he didn't want to, and besides, what I want, I can't really force him into. It'd be the other way around if there were force…" He stated calmly. Pansy looked confused for a few moments before a look of comprehension flashed over her features to make way for surprise. Draco was willing, not only willing but hoping to submit to Harry Potter. Pansy hoped Potter knew what a special gift that would be coming from Draco, the dominant in all situations. Draco smirked at her as she worked what he inadvertently had told her. He loved the girl to death, but she was a bit slow sometimes. Nothing more was said as they made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast. They entered the loud, boisterous hall and took their seats at the Slytherin table.

"Notice something missing?" Pansy leaned over to whisper. Draco's head shot up and he went straight to searching for that mop of ebony hair that was always right across the hall, only today it was nowhere to be found.

"Neither Harry nor Granger are here, maybe they are already in the Room of Requirement getting ready for the meeting." Draco suggested. He quickly finished the last few bites of his breakfast and jumped up dragging Pansy behind him out of the Great Hall and up to the Room of Requirement.

Meanwhile Harry and Hermione were already in the Room of Requirement, drinking tea and talking.

"Why must I like him so much 'Mione? Draco has been nothing but a snarky git to me, to all of us, and yet I can't help but fall for him. I mean I'm not upset over the fact it's him, I'm just upset over the fact that it will forever be an unrequited love." Harry whined.

"I don't know Harry, I know it's hard but you have to trust that your heart won't lead you astray." Hermione always knew just the thing Harry needed to hear.

"I know but Gods, Hermione. He's so beautiful. I know that on the inside he has to be a caring person. If only I could see that part of him…" Harry trailed off not quite knowing what to say. Neither noticed the door that had been partially opened now being pulled closed.

"Did you head that Pansy?" Draco grumbled. "Yes he's gay, but he likes someone else. Someone he's too good for, someone who doesn't deserve to be liked by Harry Potter."

"I'm sorry Drakie…but maybe the guy won't like him back?" She tried.

"Oh, Pansy! What's not to like? He's smart, beautiful, a damn fine wizard, and he doesn't even realize it. He's funny, and that smile can light up a room. Once, just once I want it to be directed at me. Me! Draco whined as he slammed the door open and walked in.

Harry and Hermione looked up to see the topic of their conversation storm in and abruptly shut up.

"Hmmm. Pansy, we walk in and all talking ceases, d'ya think they are talking about us?" Draco smirked.

"I don't know Dray, but let's give them something to talk about, shall we?" She leaned in and pressed her lips gently against Draco's. Slowly he ran his tongue along her bottom lip asking for admittance. Pansy parted her lips and gently massaged Draco's tongue with her own. Tongues battled for dominance until they had to part for breath. As he pulled away, Draco chanced a look at Harry to find hurt and sadness written across his features to make way for devastation, before indifference took over his face. Draco silently cheered.

"Ugh, seriously find somewhere else to snog your girlfriend Malfoy" Hermione said. Before Draco could say another word, the door opened up and the rest of the seventh year students began to file in joining the four of them. Hermione quickly called the meeting to order and got everything started. "So, how did everyone like Rocky Horror?" She asked. Everyone seemed to have loved it.

"Who's interested in acting out a part?" Harry questioned everyone. He was disappointed to see that there were only a few interested in acting. He conjured a list of characters and went off asking everyone interested who they wanted to be. By the end the cast was mostly comprised of Slytherins and Gryffindors, except for one Hufflepuff, Justin Finch-Fletchley who was going to play Dr. Scott. The rest of the cast was Dean Thomas as Eddie, Seamus Finnegan as Riff-Raff, Pansy Parkinson as Janet Weis, and Blaise Zabini as Brad Majors. With Harry potter in the role of Dr. Frank-N-Furter, and Draco Malfoy playing Rocky Horror. "Okay we have everyone but Magenta and Columbia , but we can find them later."

"Um…Harry." Hermione started. "I was interested in being Magenta." People looked excited; apparently people thought Hermione Granger would be a good Magenta. "Okay then now we only need Columbia , and some usherettes and a couple of prop ninjas. But if anyone else is interested in helping out in any way let me know! I'll be getting your scripts to you tomorrow and will let you know what time on Monday we will have a meeting to go over what parts we will act out." With that she wrapped up the meeting and everyone went their separate ways. Ron went off with his new crush, Lavender Brown, leaving Harry and Hermione to do their own thing. They decided to go down and sit by the lake.

"Later tonight why don't we practice the songs and work on our parts, I mean since we really don't have anything else to do." Hermione suggested.

"Sure, works for me." Harry agreed. They sat and talked through lunch when they decided to go back to the Tower. They split ways and Harry went into his dorm while Hermione went to her Head Girl room. When Harry got to his room he grabbed his laptop and sat down to listen to some music and check his email.

He had just logged onto his instant messenger when he had someone talk to him.

NEVERUNDERESTIMATETHEWEASEL: heya harry, did you get your potions scrolls written?

DarkEmeraldStorm: Hey Ron, no, I'm not finished, I'm going with Hermione later to the library, if you're not done by then come with us.

NEVERUNDERESTIMATETHEWEASEL : sure. Just wondering, gotta go though. Going to the lake with Lavender.

DarkEmeraldStorm: Bye Ron.

Pink Crystal : Harry, have you spoken to Ronald?

DarkEmeraldStorm: yeah just a second ago why?

Pink Crystal : because he was telling me that you're rubbing it in his face that you're better in potions than he is. I know you wouldn't say anything like that Harry, but he's rather mad at you.

DarkEmeraldStorm: Hermione, have you really paid attention to him this year? Every time he looks at me it's with hatred. I've gotten to the point I don't care anymore. I mean he was my first friend my age, but if he's going to hate me for no reason, I can't be bothered to care.

Pink Crystal : I'm sorry Harry. It looks like he's getting back online. I wonder what he forgot to tell us.

DarkEmeraldStorm: We'll see.

NEVERUNDERESTIMATETHEWEASEL: Harry, we need to talk. I'm getting tired of you acting like you're better than I am. Just 'cause you defeated the Dark Lord, doesn't mean that you are any better than anyone else. It's been going on since the beginning of this year. And don't act like you aren't like that. And if you ever look at me again, while I'm in the shower, you pouf I'll kick your scrawny arse.

DarkEmeraldStorm: Ron, what is your problem? I don't act like that at all and you know it.

NEVERUNDERESTIMATETHEWEASEL: I know you are a fucking ponce is what you are. Just leave me alone from now on Potter, don't even talk to me.

Pink Crystal : Harry, did Ronald just end your friendship too?

DarkEmeraldStorm: Yeah, he did. I can't believe I just lost my best mate for no reason.

Pink Crystal : It's not for no reason Harry, it's because he's jealous, and you didn't do anything to cause it. I know you Harry, you're probably about to cry, as am I over him being such a jerk. Come to my room, you know the password.

DarkEmeraldStorm: yeah, okay Hermione….I'm coming over.

Harry logged off his computer and walked numbly to Hermione's room where he mumbled the password and walked in. Hermione stood up from her computer chair and wrapped her arms around her hurt best friend. She walked him over to her bed and lay down with him, comforting him. Harry lay there shocked and upset, forcing himself not to cry over his ex-best friend. They didn't know how long they just laid there in silence when Harry turned his head and gently pressed his lips to his best friend's. She granted him admittance when he requested it, and moaned softly when she felt his hand slide under her top.

It wasn't just about sex. They both needed someone to comfort them. They loved each other more than anything, and needed to feel that love and understanding. They both knew loosing their virginity would be a huge experience, and they were both happy it was happening with each other.

They were laying in bed afterward in post-orgasmic bliss cuddling with each other. Hermione lay with her head on Harry's chest; they were talking about what had just happened when Hermione started giggling.

"Hermione, that could really make me feel badly with you laughing at me after having sex!" Harry said.

"I'm sorry Harry! It's just that, well you know I love you, and yes that was really nice, but if I had had any doubt, that would have just proved it. I am a lesbian definitely…" She giggled.

"That's okay Hermione….I'm not going to go straight after that. Not that you weren't great, but I just am a strictly dickly cock man!" He laughed

They got up and showered and got dressed to make their way down to the Great Hall for dinner. As they walked into the hall hand in hand Ron sneered. The rest of the Gryffindors were curious as to why Ron was acting the way he was. Harry got a look of seriousness on face.

"He's decided that I think too highly of myself to be his friend anymore. And if he really wants to be that way, fine." Harry turned to Ron, "It hurts that my best mate and first friend hates me for something I didn't so, but if he it makes him happy to be like that, then okay."

Harry and Hermione finished their meals and went for a walk by the lake. They had made it about half way around when they heard someone calling for them.

"Potter, Granger!" They turned to see Draco and Pansy running towards them. "What happened between you and the Weasel?" Draco asked trying to sound nonchalant.

"Look, don't call him that, and do you really care or are you trying to get something to make fun of us for?" Harry asked.

"We're being serious here, we care. He was saying some really rude things after you two left and we were just wondering what happened to make him so hateful." Pansy told them.

"He's just jealous or something. He started yelling at me saying that I think I'm better than everyone else. I say if he wants to be like that then he can, if he decides to make nice later ok, if not, I've just lost my best friend." Harry said dully. "Now if you don't mind, I really don't want to talk about it."

"That's okay, do you guys mind if we walk with you?" Draco asked hesitantly.

"Sure why not." Hermione said shooting a knowing grin over her shoulder at Harry. They walked and talked for a few hours, getting to know each other and joking away almost seven years of hatred that they had built up between them. About an hour or so before curfew they split up going their separate ways so Hermione could send out owls with scripts before doing her head girl duties. She met up with Draco later while doing her duties.

"Hey Granger, what's going on with Ha….Potter? He seems lonely is it because of that thing with Weasley or is there something else?" Draco asked.

"Well, he's got a bit of unrequited love, but don't let him know I told you. He thinks that he's not, nor will he ever be good enough for the guy he wants." She told him honestly. She wasn't stupid she could see that Draco liked Harry, and she was going to do everything in her poser to help her best friend get his prince.

"Well, I know how that feels, yes Granger don't look at me like that, I know as hard as it is to believe, there is someone who I like who doesn't like me in return. It's a hard thing to deal with. Seeing them everyday and not being able to tell them how you feel..." He smirked as she stood there gaping.

"Well, all I can say is don't give up; it could be that the guy you like is just too nervous to say anything to you." She told him.

They said goodnight and left to go to bed. The rest of the weekend flew by, in a haze of hanging out, talking, and practicing the songs for Rocky Horror.