The real point of me writing this is to try and let out all the humorous remarks that I've thought up while writing Popularity, Which could explain a few things!
I said it would only be a day 'till the next update and, guess what, I actually stuck to my word this time! Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 2.
It as about four when the six friends finally set out. Lunch took longer than expected; it would seem that Lilly wasn't too keen to let them leave just yet. Harry found himself cursing whatever God was out there for giving him such an overprotective mother. Ron was terrified that Molly Weasley would drop in for a visit. Mutual fear for their mothers caused them to stay outside with the cars, with Hermione bringing out the odd sandwich to them.
Blaise, who was asleep in the back of Draco's car, probably stoned out of his mind, kept the two boys company. Blaise, who wasn't too keen on travelling for five days, took the lazy way out and opted to be drugged for the duration of the trip. Lilly wasn't too pleased to find quite a lot of home-grown weed in his bag and promptly threw it away, much to Blaise's horror, which led to Blaise taking drastic measures and knocking himself out.
Inside the house Hermione, Pansy and Draco had some catching up time. Pansy telling her two 'Female' friends about her trip to Dubai and her escapades with her Latino cabin boy, she was interrupted in the middle of her story where José had just cleaned the pool and was covered in oil while tanning naked, when Ron and Harry, who were sick of waiting, came in.
"Come on, what's taking so long!" Ron said exasperated.
"We're talking, mind shutting up!" Pansy shouted, "Anyway, then I went to the pool only to see him in all his naked glory and he cocked his eyebrow ever so seductively -."
"Wait! What are you talking about?" A scared Harry asked quickly, frightened that his mom would hear Pansy's X-rated shenanigans. (I hope you understand what that word means!)
"Her holidays," Draco answered, shrugging.
"And her holidays include naked people?"
"Yeah, this is Pansy we're talking about, duh!"
"What did you do since graduation, Draco?" Hermione asked, ignoring the frustrated protesting sounds coming from Ron and Harry.
"Oh, I went to Japan to visit my aunt, hated it, then I had to go to my Grandparents 50th wedding anniversary, and might I add how uncomfortable it is to sit in a room full of homophobic old farts listening to cheesy 70s songs and talking about politics … politics! I was bored out of my arse and I had to talk to distant relations that I've never met before! And get this, one of them told me that I dressed like a whore on drugs, I mean she was wearing a bloody mini, and here she was getting at me about what I wear! People these days," Draco finished with a dramatic sigh.
"As entertaining as that was, we have to go," Ron said while pulling Pansy and Hermione out of their seats towards the car.
"But I haven't finished my story!" came the protest.
"Let's go Blondie!" Ron shouted from the driveway.
"I hate that nickname!" Draco grumbled at Harry, who only laughed and led Draco to the cars by the hand.
After quick goodbyes, they were finally off. Harry, Ron and Draco were in Harry's car while Pansy and Hermione, with the sleeping Blaise, were in Draco's car. Everyone was surprised when Draco said Pansy could drive his car, he was quite selfish when it came to his possessions, so him telling Pansy to drive made people a bit suspicious. Perhaps the car was a dud and would fall to pieces on the motorway or that the insurance wasn't paid yet, Draco protested by saying that he didn't feel like driving at the moment.
The three in each car decided to keep I touch via their phones while driving and would have a driver switch after four hours. They had to keep driving through the night to make up for the lost time.
"We're finally on the way!" Harry said excitedly from behind the steering wheel of his car.
"We'd be much quicker if we didn't have so many disturbances," Ron said from beside him in the passenger seat.
"Why am I in the back seat? I hate the back seat!" Draco said.
"Because you're too small to sit in the front," Ron joked.
"You only wish you were my height, you overgrown giraffe,"
"Anyway, you're acting way too childish to sit at the front,"
"I do not act childish!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Stop, don't make me turn this car around," Harry warned jokingly.
"Do too!" Ron whispered.
"Do not!" came Draco's reply.
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do not!"
"Do What?"
"What?"
"What?"
"Do you like green eggs and ham?"
"I am so confused,"
Hermione, Pansy and Blaise
"Hermione can you put on some music? I've left some CDs in the glove compartment," Pansy instructed while checking herself out in the side mirror.
Hermione rooted around in the compartment for a few minutes, trying to find the CDs, but the clutter in the compartment made it hard to find anything.
"Aha, found it!" came the triumphant cry.
"What took you so long?"
"The compartment had loads of rubbish in it."
"Really, like what?"
"I'll root around and see what I can find."
Pansy watched as her brunette friend searched the compartment for a few minutes before coming out with a few objects.
"What did you find?"
"Usual Draco stuff; make up, sweets, condoms, lube, oh and I found a pair of handcuffs as well!" Hermione said holding up said handcuffs.
"Always knew Draco was a kinky Bastard," Pansy laughed while expecting the tube of lubricant that was handed to her.
"Ha, cherry flavoured, I knew it!"
"There's peach and cotton candy flavours as well, and a can of whipped cream," Hermione took out the can with an evil grin.
"I'm so going to talk to him about this!" Pansy said with glee.
Harry, Ron and Draco
"I'm bored!" wailed Draco two hours later.
"Well then amuse yourself," Harry told him through gritted teeth. Sure he loved Draco but he could sometimes be just too damn annoying for his own good.
"How," whined the blond.
"I don't know think of something," Harry snapped back.
The car went silent for a moment. Ron was reading a biography of a famous chef so he was happily oblivious to anything going on around. Draco, trying hard to think about something to do, leaned forward towards the front mirror to make sure his hair was still in place, and then he slumped back with a dramatic sigh. Harry was trying to control his breathing, his nerves were already high enough and Draco's whining did nothing to sooth him. There was no music being played and the only sound was of passing cars or the gentle crackling sound from Ron as he turned the page. Harry revelled in the silence until-
"I spy with my little eye something beginning with …… R," Harry groaned as Draco started the most annoying and pointless game ever, the dreaded I spy. (Shudders)
"It's going to be a long trip," Harry thought.
When four hours was up, the two cars stopped to change drivers. Ron took over for Harry and Hermione took over for Pansy. Blaise was still fast asleep and Draco wanted to stay with the two girls. So to avoid any temper tantrums Harry and Ron traded Draco for Blaise, Both were secretly dancing for joy at this transaction, let someone else deal with the blond.
The first thing Pansy did when Draco joined them was dumping everything they had found in the glove compartment on his lap.
"What's all this?" Draco asked confused, looking at them.
"We were hoping you would tell us the same thing, I can't believe you never told me that you keep your sex stuff in the car. Every time I go on a date and I bring your car, we never have enough supplies; this could have saved me from having to deny third base!" Pansy ranted.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're on about," Draco confessed.
Pansy sighed, "Look at what's on your lap."
Draco looked more closely at the bottles of lubricant and condoms, and he paled when he saw the handcuffs and whipped cream.
"Err … Pansy, about you little find, I should tell you something."
"Yes?" Pansy asked keenly, obviously hoping Draco would tell her something kinky about those items.
"Well … this isn't my car, it's ……" Draco paled even further, if that was possible, "…… Lucius's!"
Silence.
Then,
"EWWW!" Pansy, Draco and Hermione screamed, tossing the items out of the car and gagging at the thought of Lucius using … sex toys.
Harry, Ron and Blaise
"Silence at last!" Ron declared.
"Honestly, Harry, no offence, but Draco is annoying, I don't know why you put up with him!"
"Sex?" Harry honestly answered.
Ron seemed to think about that, "Yep, I'll give you that, alright."
"But he is annoying; he could drive Satin up the wall with his attitude. Although you have to admit, it can be great entertainment."
"Yeah, nothing better than seeing your blond friend trying think of something smart to say," Ron snickered. (A/N: Not insulting blondes, I am one; my friends always say that whenever I try to think up something smart!)
"Remember when Hermione wore that t-shirt that said 'Blondes have more fun, but brunettes remember it'! That was funny."
"So how are you and Pansy doing?" Harry asked.
"Fine, she's mad, but that's what's so good about her."
"That, and the fact that she'd snog you whenever, where ever, huh?" Harry joked.
"Yeah," Ron snorted.
Blaise moved in the back seat. Harry looked behind him to check up on him, just to make sure he wasn't about to choke on his vomit or anything. A groan signalled that he was finally awake however.
"Sleep well?" Harry asked.
Blaise grunted in reply.
"That good, yeah?"
"Where are we?" Blaise managed to get out while yawning at the same time.
"Just coming into Brighton, we'll be at Dover before midnight and we'll stay in a B&B there and cross the channel to Calais in France tomorrow."
"Good, what you talk about while I was asleep?"
"Draco."
"That bastard," Blaise grumbled before sitting up.
OK, I'm done! Next chapter should be out tomorrow!
Please R&R, and thanks to all my reviewers!
