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Harry thought he heard Ron hypervenalating behind him, but it may have just been his imagination. Malfoy was still standing in front of him, "Will you dance with me?"

It didn't take but a second for Harry to register exactly what he was being asked, and about another second after that to conjure an answer, "No."

The blonde drew back for a moment, "What?"

"I said no." He turned his head to the side, "There is no way that I would ever dance with you, or any other Slytherin, Malfoy."

Dumbledore, who was sitting watching the entire thing with a noticeable twinkle in his eye, stood, walked over to the duo, and gave them both a warm hearted grin, "Now, Mr.Malfoy, Harry Potter, I do seem to remember telling all the students there was to be no fighting."

The entire student body was staring at them from behind the headmaster. Whether they were wondering what was going on or how anybody could say no to Draco Malfoy, Harry couldn't be sure. Then there was the headmaster, who had a very determined look in his eye, that Harry, wasn't quite sure he liked.

Harry felt his eye twitch, "I was just telling Malfoy that I wasn't in the dancing mood, sir."

The headmaster nodded and turned to Draco, "Well, maybe you could sit here and talk then. It would set a great example for the first year students."

Malfoy snickered, "I have had enough." He turned around to Harry and cooly added, "The only reason I asked you to dance with me was because I didn't want all that bloody work I did, fixing your sorry ass up to look like a presentable wizard, wouldn't go to waste. That was clearly a mistake, and I think this whole 'let's join the houses together' is crap as well. It's to late for any of that. This dance was all a setup for something else you have planned wasn't it?" He looked to theheadmaster, "I am not taking part in it, I am going to my dorm, and if anyone bothers me, I am going to hex them so they can't walk straight for a month!" With that he turned and stormed out of the room.

Harry looked up at Dumbledore, fully expecting him to look angry or upset, nothing like what he did see.The old man was smiling, and not just a little. Ear to ear, like it was Christmas and he hit the jackpot. Is it possible he did have this all planned?

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Draco slammed his room's door shut and threw himself onto his bed. His heart beating rapidly. No one said no to him! Even if it was Potter and the question had been absurd. How dare he?

He felt like screaming and really didn't have any good reason by his standards to why he would want to. It was confusing him and beginning to cause a migraine.

He couldn't take it. Suddenly, Blaise's plan was sounding like a very good idea. He would get Potter for embarrasing him like that. This was going to be fun.

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"Well, that went well." Ron muttered.

"So much for joining the houses together." Dean was kicking at some fallen banners waiting for Harry to get out of his dumbstruck state.

"He asked me to dance with him? He's been spending to much time in the dungeons. The fumes from the potions room must be causing brain damage."

Blaise, who hadn't left the scene quite yet, walked over and smirked at him, "You have it all wrong, Potter." If Draco wasn't going to go through with his plan, he would do it for him, "I happen to know that Draco likes you quite a bit."

Ron gagged, "Don't say stuff like that. I just ate some of the cake."

Harry wasn't buying it, "The only thing between Malfoy and me is pure hatred. That's all there is ever going to be."

"You're saying you've never even thought about him as more than a rival? Never thought about being with him?"

"Never." Harry felt his heart beat speeding up slightly. What was going on? This shouldn't be happening!

Blaise smiled to himself, "I'm sure." He sighed and added, "I am telling you the truth, Potter. Maybe you should be a little nicer to him. Next time, you can ask him to dance, how about that?" He laughed and walked out of the Great Hall.

Draco wasn't going to be happy with him for lieing to Potter like that, but he would thank him when he saw what kind of damage it would do to the boy wonder's social life. He could see the headlines already: Harry Potter Gets Turned Down By Future Death Eater.

The future was looking bright.

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