Phase 3: Make Draco feel lust towards me

It's one week until the big talent show. When I told Harry all about my plan, he immediately agreed to be a part of it. He thought that I was 'bloody brilliant', as he likes to put it. All of the times that I had "DADA practice", we were actually practicing for the show. My act is going to blow Draco's socks off.

Since the talent show is so close, Dumbledore made this weekend a Hogsmeade weekend to collect all the costumes and props we might need for our acts. Since I have already purchased everything I need, and I didn't want Draco to find anything out about my act, Almira and I are spending the weekend at Malfoy Manor.

At this moment, Mira, Draco, Severus, Lucius, and I are sitting in the parlor, drinking and having some fun. We're all very close to each other and can laugh and joke around. Yes, Severus does smile when people are not around.

As the night goes on, Draco keeps giving me these strange looks before chugging down another drink. It's not long before he's in a drunken stupor.

"Why don't you hang out with me anymore?" Draco slurs as he stumbles over to my chair. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and then slumps onto me for support.

"Umm… I think we should leave these two to 'talk'," Mira tells Severus and Lucius before scooting them out the door. I see her leave the door open just a crack so she can hear what's going on.

"I think that's enough firewhiskey for you, Draco. Come on. Let's sit down," I say as I take his drink from him and pull him to the sofa.

"Seriously…why don't you hang out with me? All you do is hang out with Harry bloody Potter," he stumbles through his words again as he sways back and forth on the sofa.

"You know why, Draco. I have to practice my DADA. You don't want me to fail the course do you?"

"No…." he pouts as he puts his head on my shoulder. "But don't we have fun together? Don't you like me anymore?"

"Oh Draco. More than you'll ever know," I sigh.

Maybe I should just tell him I like him and get it over with. I sigh once more before gathering the guts.

"Draco… there's been something I've wanted to tell you for a long time. I li…" I pause before pushing down my fear again. I can do this. "...I like you. I mean more than just a best friend." Whoo. That felt good to get out of my system. Wait something's wrong.

I soon realize that Draco has been silent and I tense up a bit. I hope he's not too mad at me.

"Draco….Draco??"

I gently chuckle as I hear a soft snore in my ear. That silly boy drank himself into slumber. I carefully lay Draco down on the sofa as I get up. I shake my head at Mira as I walk out the parlor door.

"Boys can be so stupid sometimes," I tell her.

"Well, duh! Hey, why don't you come over my place for the rest of the weekend? We can have a slumber party tomorrow night and invite just the girls."

"Sounds good. Let's go grab our stuff."

Slumber Party

The girls' night is a big hit. Almira has invited over Beatrice (one of our few Hufflepuff friends), Liza (a Ravenclaw), and Ginny Weasley. I know what you're thinking. What are two Slytherins doing hanging out with a Gryffindor and a Weasley no less? Well if you must know, Ginny's an amazing witch, who should have been sorted into Slytherin (I mean have you seen her bat boogey hex). Plus she always has awesome gossip to tell.

All night we've been up telling each other our guy troubles as we do the usual girly things, like play with each other's hair and do our makeup. I must say that these girls don't make me look half bad. Maybe I'll have them do my hair and makeup for the talent show.

Mira and I explain my Draco troubles to everyone and tell them all about the plan (after they were sworn to secrecy of course). They all squeal and say they love it. They all support me and are positive it will work. It's Ginny's turn next and she tells us about Harry. She says that even though he may be sweet on the outside, he does have his "wild side" (if you know what I mean).

Beatrice tells us about her pen pal love, Victor Krum. They met during the Triwizard Tournament and quickly became friends. They wrote to each other every day since and soon their friendship turned into something deeper. Liza still hasn't found anyone, but we reassure her that there are plenty of guys outside of Hogwarts that she hasn't met yet.

Now it is Mira's turn. She's has just started to tell us about her new boyfriend, Luca, when all of a sudden we hear a loud commotion in the hallway.

"Mira…ALMIRA! I need to talk to you!"

Draco slams open the doors to her bedroom and stomps into the room, not noticing the pajama/nightgown clad girls scattered around the room.

"Draco…I'm a little busy at the moment. Can't it wait?" Mira states.

"No it can not…wait…what? What do you mean 'busy'?"

Mira points around the room and the girls wave hello. I give Draco a small smile as I wave to him. I blush as his stares at me in my nightgown, makeup, and nice hair.

"What's wrong Draco?" I ask him. "You look like you've never seen me before."

"Well…ummm…you see…I mean… you look different," he stutters. "Nice… I mean nice. Different as in a good thing…just…nice," he finishes pathetically as he sees my confused look.

"Why thank you Draco. But you know, you shouldn't stumble like that. It's very un-Malfoyish," I say and the rest of the girls giggle.
Draco soon realizes that he's still standing foolishly in a room full of girls and starts getting defensive.

"How dare you! I was not acting 'un-Malfoyish' as you put it," he says snootily.

I feel hurt by his harsh words, and I guess it shows on my face because Almira quickly ushers Draco out of the room. The other girls give me sympathetic stares before we hear shouting in the hallway. We all move closer to the door and press our ears against it, trying to hear more clearly. If only we had those extendable ears I heard Harry talking about.

"Draco, why do you have to be so thick-headed sometimes?" Mira screams at him.

"What do you mean? How am I thick-headed?"

"Uggg!" Mira huffs. She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself down before starting over again.

"Draco, I'm about to explain something very important, and I don't want you to disrupt me. Do you understand?"

We hear silence and I guess that Draco has nodded his head yes.

"Now I know you've been coming to me with your problems for a while now and I know you have all of these mixed up and confused feelings toward Rosabella. But now I'm sick and tired of hearing your whining! Don't you think that maybe, just maybe, you might, I don't know, like Belle? I don't mean just as friends either," Almira quickly finishes as Draco tries to interrupt. "Perhaps you even feel a little bit of lust towards her? I think that you need to talk to Rosabella about this, not me. You better do it soon before someone else snatches her up."

As we hear Mira's footsteps coming closer to the door, we scurry back to our spots on the floor. The door almost opens when we hear Draco call out to her.

"What do you mean before someone else snatches her up?"

"Draco! You are so frustrating! I know that for some odd reason you just realized that Rosabella is a girl, and pretty, but you are oblivious! Not every boy in Hogwarts is that dumb. I know for a fact that there are a few boys that are very interested in her."

"WHAT! Don't tell me…it's not Potter…" Mira doesn't say anything. "…Is it?"

"I'm not talking about this anymore!"

"But Mira…" Draco whines.

"NO DRACO!" Almira yells and we all hear a vase break as her magic starts to get out of control. "Now go before I break anything else. And please, just listen to what I say, for once."

We hear Draco's footsteps fade away as Mira comes back into the room. She immediately looks at me to see what my reaction is. I stare back at her for a bit, trying to piece together all of the information I have just heard. Then, as it processes, a huge grin appears on my face and I run and give her a huge hug.

"He likes me," I whisper in her ear. She nods.

"Not just likes you…lusts for you."

I pull away and give her a nod. We go sit down and rejoin the other girls. We quickly start planning the final details to my next stage.