Draco was scowling. It had been two days since Potter had signed him up for Owl dating, announced his sexual orientation and then strolled out of Draco's study as if nothing had changed. Potter hadn't been back since much to Draco's increasing annoyance. What had first seemed like a clever idea, owl dating had turned up nothing. As in not a single owl had come for him and it was making Draco furious. He'd known Potter's ad was useless. This only proved it women all thought he was damaged goods.

Draco was roaming the grounds and taking particular pleasure in chasing his fathers peacocks when Potter found him. Draco had just cornered two or three of the birds near the lake, he'd snuck up behind them only to let out a furious roar. He couldn't enjoy their terrified bird calls and the way they desperately flapped their flightless wings because Potter's laughter was too distracting.

Potter was walking across the grass toward him, in blue jeans and an excessively tight muggle T-shirt which made him look more muscular than Draco believed he actually was. He carried a small brown case or he had, at the moment his hands were on his knees and he was laughing hysterically. Normally people look a bit stupid when they laughed with real abandon and Draco hated Potter just a bit more for looking so bloody good even while doing something that ought to look stupid.

"What do you want Potter? Got another useless idea like that bloody owl dating business. I'll have you know I haven't got a single response from that useless ad you placed." Draco told him sourly. Potter reined himself in and reached for his bag.

"You have got responses, I've got at least a two dozen with me. I had them sent to me because I don't reckon many owls will come near you these days." Potter told him and sure enough he reached into his bag and pulled out a thick stack of envelopes. Draco eyed them suspiciously.

"Been reading my mail Potter?" He accused but Potter just shook his head.

"Nah, no reason too. I reckon you can leave those for now though. Your mother says you need to get out of the house and after seeing how you've been amusing yourself I have to say I agree." Potter told him his lips quirking into a little smile as if he knew Draco didn't want to see his stupid grin and was trying to hold it in.

"Are you mad?" Draco demanded "I can't let people see me like this!"

Potter shook his head.

"Merlin Malfoy! I can't believe I never realized how vain you are back in school. Imagine I wasted on that time on jellylegs hexes when I should have been giving you pimples and hexing off your hair."

"You wouldn't!" Draco gasped momentarily forgetting himself and moving his hands to cover his head. Potter smirked again but thankfully didn't laugh.

"Well not now anyway. That's the trouble with growing up, I can't just hex you for my own amusement anymore. We don't have to go anywhere you could be seen. I was actually thinking just over to my flat. A change of scenery will do you some good."

"Certainly not! As if I would step foot in your no doubt insect and rodent infested hovel." Far from looking hurt or annoyed Potter just rolled his eyes.

"Honestly Malfoy are we really going to do this again? You keep speaking as if you have some kind of say in this. Your mother wants you out so we're going."

"We're not inside Potter. There are no bedspreads for you to enchant. I am staying here and there is nothing you can do to change that." Draco told him not even bothering to hide how smug he felt about it. Worryingly Potter's only response was a soft sigh.

"I wish you weren't so determined to make this more difficult than it needs to be." Potter told him and before Draco had a chance to respond Potter had flicked his wand and Draco found himself in a shimmering golden cage.

"What the hell Potter?!" he demanded and tried to push against the bars to find he had no give.

"Well I reckon if I just apparate you you'll probably have a hissy fit and wreck my flat." Potter told him before taking hold on one of the bars of the cage. With a sharp turn and a horrible squeezing Draco found his cage had been relocated. Draco let out a roar of rage and Potter flicked his wand again and Draco found his growl echoing back at him unable to escape the confines of his cage.

"Please Malfoy I have neighbors." Potter told him sounding more peevish than anything and Draco bared his teeth at him. Potter ignored him and left the room.

With no other option Draco used Potter's absence to examine his surroundings. Potter's flat was not terrible. Draco had landed in some sort of parlour and the entire right wall consisted of windows. Looking out Draco found they were quite high up and overlooked most of London. The room had Green carpeting with earth toned furniture. The walls had been painted with a garden motif and Potter had a variety of flowers and in pots growing all around.

The sofa was a dark chocolate brown and was large without being excessive and was pointed away from the window. An odd box sat opposite from it. It's screen was black and Draco had to guess it was some sort of mirror because he could see his reflection in the glass. Leave it to Potter to have such a poorly designed mirror, that probably explained the hair. Odd black boxes aside the room was nice, leaving Draco to conclude someone else had designed it. Probably Granger, if Draco was forced to choose one of Potter's friends or perhaps the git had wised up and hired a decorator.

Potter walked back in the room carrying a tray which hosted sandwiches and strange brightly colored cans. He set them on the table that sat in front of the sofa, green with flowers made from ceramic on the tabletop, before turning to face Draco. He removed his wand and tapped it against his left hand. Draco scowled at him.

"As I see it we can do this two ways. Either I can let you out of your cage, we can eat and watch Beauty and the Beast or I can leave you there and enjoy this sandwiches by myself while we both watch Beauty and The Beast." Draco rolled his eyes.

"I don't understand your obsession with this Beauty and The Beast thing Potter. Really I think its a bit unhealthy." Draco told him. Potter grinned.

"You're probably right but it's my favorite movie and you're living it so we're gonna watch it. So decide in the cage or out?"

"Out," Draco responded with a scowl because as much as he hated to let Potter win, his pride simply would not tolerate any more time in a cage.

"Lovely" and with a flick of Potter's wand. Draco was free.

Author's note: Hope you're liking it so far. I know this story is a bit silly but it makes me smile so I hope it does for you as well.

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