Housemate's Revenge

Warning: Uses of strong language.

"Why does he take so long over everything?" Hermione sighed in exasperation.

"Cos he's Ron" Harry replied through a yawn. It was Sunday morning and Harry and Hermione waited impatiently while Ron was still getting himself up.

"Boys" Hermione muttered to herself "so lazy".

Harry decided to just ignore that one even though he had been up and ready to go before Hermione had been.

"Maybe we should just go" Harry suggested "You know Ron it might still be another half an hour before he's down here".

Hermione glanced up the stairs then sighed again "You're right let's go."

They had just turned away from the stairs when a sudden crashing caused them both to whip round. Ron landed with a thud and a grunt at the bottom of the stairs. Harry burst out laughing while Hermione lectured him on actually paying attention where he walked instead of going everywhere with his eyes closed.

Ron jumped up, slightly red faced "well" he said "that wasn't the nicest way to be woken up" then noticing that Harry was still laughing at him punched him in the arm.

"Shut up Harry its not funny, next time you could try and wake me up while I'm still on flat ground" then started to walk towards the portrait hole. Hermione and Harry exchanged looks of amused annoyance as they reflected on how they had spent twenty minutes trying to wake Ron up until he finally murmured a nearly unintelligible "I'll get up n a minute". Shaking their heads at each other they followed him to the great hall.

When they reached the Great Hall they pushed the large oak doors open to realise that breakfast definitely wasn't the quiet affair it normally was where people still dozed over their plates. Instead there was a huddle of many people in 6th and 7th year in the centre of the room. Curious, the trio squeezed their way through the crowds to get to the middle. Harry wedged past the last person to see that everyone was taking a sheet of paper from a stack that lay in the arms of Theodore Nott who was enjoying himself immensely.

"I think you might like this one Weasley" Nott told Ron with a sneer "We found someone even more desperate than you to get a bit of money" he laughed maliciously and shoved one of the sheets into Ron's hands who had turned a vibrant shade of red. Harry and Hermione quickly dragged him out of the clamouring crowd and down onto the Slytherin's bench to prevent any violence breaking out so early in the morning.

"What is it?" Hermione asked curiously trying to peer over Ron's arm. Harry leant over to read it with them and his eyes widened in shock.

In the centre of the page was a photo of Draco Malfoy very clearly giving a blowjob to a guy whose face had been cut out the picture. Beneath the picture was typed "Slytherin Seeker turned Slytherin Hooker!" gives you anything you like at a very good price!

Ron burst out laughing "wow he's that much of a prat even the Slytherins want to get revenge on him." he paused then wrinkled his nose "that is really disgusting" he said looking at the photo.

Harry also couldn't believe that Nott had stooped so low as to do this and wondered what motive he had for doing it. I wonder if Malfoy's seen this yet, Harry thought. His query was answered as the doors swung open again and Draco Malfoy accompanied by Pansy and Blaise walked into the Great Hall. They noticed the gathering of people and doing exactly what Harry and his friends did, pushed their way to the front where Malfoy came face to face with Nott who suddenly grinned.

"Hey everyone can I have your attention!" He shouted to everyone in the hall, he grabbed Malfoy's arm, handed him a poster and dragged him into a space where everyone could see them and too quickly for Malfoy to realise what was happening.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" he spoke loudly into a pretend microphone "I present you with our very own Hogwarts prostitute!" he smirked at Malfoy who had now read the poster and was staring at the picture in horror. "So Draco, tell us, do you have a specific price or do you just accept anything cos you're so desperate?"

Laughter rang throughout the hall and Malfoy, looking like he was going to throw up, wrenched himself out of Nott's grip and sprinted out of the Great hall whilst everyone either laughed or shouted cruel remarks after him. Harry turned to see Ron laughing hysterically and even Hermione was trying her hardest not to burst into fits of laughter. Zabini however, was definitely not laughing and instead strode straight up to Nott and punched him square in the face. Chaos broke out after that and suddenly the entire Slytherin house seemed to be in a fight, even Pansy who Harry thought wouldn't want to chip her nails had some blonde Slytherin in a headlock whilst kicking another in the back of the knees.

Harry took the opportunity to slide out unnoticed through the doors and go in search of Malfoy. He checked every empty classroom he passed but he wasn't there, it was only when he reached the unused bathroom on the bottom floor that he found him, standing up head leaning against the mirror, he was white and shaking, his fists clenched against the sink. Harry took a step in and Malfoy spun, his eyes wild and sparkling with tears.

Harry opened his mouth but Malfoy got in first.

"What the hell do you want?" He shouted at harry, "To humiliate me even more? I'll bet you loved every second of that didn't you" His voice broke as more tears streamed down his face. He swore furiously wiping them away.

"I'm not here to humiliate you" Harry said, and he actually admitted to himself that right now he was feeling sorry for Malfoy.

"Like fuck I'm gonna believe that! You think the same as they do don't you? I'm just a dirty little whore who's desperate for a bit of money. I didn't want this!" he slammed his fist into the mirror and the shards scattered to the floor bursting out into a million pieces.

Harry didn't know what to do, didn't know what to say that would make him feel any better or that would even just calm him down.

"I'll fucking kill him!" Malfoy yelled his eyes wild and full of hate; he turned around and slammed his fist into another mirror.

"Malfoy calm down!" Harry told him desperately. "Maybe you should- ", Harry struggled to find something comforting and suddenly had an idea "Maybe you should tell your dad" he suggested desperately.

Well, it had an effect anyway. Malfoy stopped. His blood covered fist raised where it was about to demolish a third mirror. He slowly turned and he had paled so much Harry was scared he was going to faint, though that actually might be an improvement.

"My dad" Malfoy whispered to himself, his voice was filled with dread.

"Yeah I mean he usually does everything for you doesn't he?" Harry felt very confused now.

Malfoy's face suddenly turned murderous "WHAT THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW ABOUT FAMILY? YOU HAVEN'T EVEN GOT ONE!" this last word reverberated against the cold stone walls.

Harry lost all sympathy for Malfoy. "You know what Malfoy? You did deserve what you got back there, and yeah you are just a dirty little worthless shit. Nobody could ever love you and nobody is going to want to be anywhere near you now. You'll make your dad so proud" he ended on a jeering note.

However, he almost immediately regretted his hurtful outburst. The completely crushed, knife-through-the-heart look that Malfoy wore made sure of that.

"Malfoy I –"

Malfoy raised his fist again and began punching the next mirror, throwing things against the wall and yelling. Harry took a step back seriously regretting going after him when the door behind him swung open and Zabini charged in taking in the scene before him. Malfoy's yells were getting hoarse and he brought up both arms to smash into the wall. Blaise ran forward and caught his arms, stopping him from doing anymore harm to the room and himself. He dragged Malfoy away and down to the floor where he held him close; trying to still his shaking shoulders while Malfoy sobbed into his chest; his fingers clenched around a fistful of Blaise's shirt as he buried his face deeper into the fabric.

Blaise turned to Harry a look of contempt on his face "I think you should leave" he said coldly and then turned back to stroking Malfoy's hair soothingly while whispering comforting words in his ear.

Harry obeyed.

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