Title: Harry Potter and the Special Brownies
Part: 10/?
Rating/ Warning: This chapter is rated G cuz there's really nothing bad...
Thanks To: Everyone who has reviewed and anyone for actually reading my fic. You're awesome and amazing, really, you are... Hestia (Draco *is* being a wimp, you're right, but he has an actual reason. And thanks!); Chablis Jameson (wow, thanks! ^_^); Penguin (kick arse pen name, first of all, and second dangling from the banana tree. *sniggers* That's so cute!); CrystalStarGuardian (yeah, I *am* evil! mua-ha-ha! I want cupcakes...); to lazy to sighn in (funny and weird? hmm. well, i'll try); loverwren (chocolate and wipped cream!draco my mouth waters at the very though... yummy!); hpfan12 (don't worry - I'll finish writing this fic if it kills me!); Purple Leprechauns (man, some of you people have the weirdest pen names, lol! cool, though. And I LOVE your suggestion. It actually gave me another idea, hee hee. And maybe I *will* use your idea, it's so good. Stoned kitty, mua-ha-ha!).
Author's Note: My computer problems are no more, oh yay. This is chapter 10, oh really. Sheesh. How very odd. Hmm. This chapter is dedicated to Lija cuz she just had her third surgery since December. Poor girl. _ Oh, yeah, and to the Veelas. You know who you are. Stoat me, hee hee hee. *sniggers* Anyway, on to the fic...

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Draco fled down the dimly lit corridor which lead to the Slytherin common room. Draco shouted the password (Kill the lions!) and quickly stepped into the common room and ran to his room, taking the stairs two at a time. Draco unceremoniously flopped down on his bed and buried his face in the sheets. Damn, damn, damn! he cursed, his words slightly muffled by the bed covers. He sighed and rolled over onto his back.

Sitting up on his bed, Draco began to stew over how he had lost control of the situation completely. His plan to get Harry expelled had backfired. Draco groaned. Oh, please. Please don't let this get any worse...

The whole point of getting Harry - Potter - expelled was so that this *wouldn't* happen. If Potter wasn't here then there would be no problem at all. I can be attracted to him as long as he doesn't feel the same way. But now he does. Oh, I am so screwed...

My father. My father and the Dark Lord, this is all because of them. If my father finds out that I kissed him... he'll exploit it. Even if he didn't want to, he would for Voldemort. It's his responsibility as a follower of the Dark Lord to inform him of anything that could be useful in hurting Harry. And if he knew how Harry felt about me... he would use me. They would use me. And I *can't* hurt Harry. I just... can't.

Draco sighed again and pushed himself off the bed. If he stayed in his room he would just keep obsessing over that kiss. The way his lips felt against mine... No! I can't think about that right now. Ack! Draco left his room again. I need to take a walk to clear my head...

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I wonder why Harry left in such a hurry, Neville pondered aloud as he, Ron, Dean, and Seamus headed back to Gryffindor tower, thoroughly stuffed full of food.

Eh, who cares? said Seamus lazily.

Dean grabbed Seamus by the arm and directed his walking. You need to stop walking into walls, Seamus. People might think there's something wrong with you.

Well there is something wrong with him, said Ron. He's Seamus.

Seamus gave Ron a dirty look, but Dean began to speak before Seamus could say anything nasty. You know, I wonder where Harry is. He should be done with whatever he was doing by now...

Maybe he went to meet a girl, Seamus said, sniggering. Although I doubt that.

Ron looked mildly offended. Hey, there are plenty of girls who like Harry -

No, no, that's not what I meant, Seamus interrupted. What I mean was, if Harry ever went off to meet someone, it wouldn't be a girl...

Ron frowned. Who would he kiss then? Snape? Ugh.

Seamus shrugged nonchalantly. I dunno, I suppose if Snape were his type. But I think he rather fancies someone else...

Ron stopped. Wait. If he doesn't like girls, then... no. No. No way. He's not. Seamus, he's not.

Seamus quirked an eyebrow. You sure about that, Ron?

Ron scrunched his face up in a look of utter disgust. I'm sure. Harry likes girls. Not... not... guys. Ugh. No, Seamus. I'm his best friend, all right? I know. I would know. And he's not.

Dean said. You know, I have suspected for a while that Harry was the type that liked to drive on the other side of the road.

Both sides of the road, Seamus corrected.

That's right, said Neville. He did like Cho Chang before, didn't he?

Yeah, but I always thought Cho was a bit masculine, Seamus said, sniggering slightly.

Ron frowned. You're all crazy. Harry is NOT gay. He does not like guys.

Fine, not gay, Seamus agreed. Bi, then.

said Ron.

So how did you find out, then, Seamus? Neville asked, genuinely curious.

Seamus sniggered so hard at this that he fell over and began rolling around on the ground, holding his stomach. The corners of Dean's mouth twitched. Dean started, clearing his throat. I do believe that he, erm... well that is to say, um... well. Dean coughed. It just sort of... came out one time last year and he told Seamus.

Ron frowned. Why would he tell Seamus before he told me?

Seamus immediately stopped laughing. Well, you know Ron, you're a bit... closed-minded about some things and -

I am NOT closed minded! Ron interrupted, placing his hands on his hips and very much resembling his mother.

Well, when we just told you that Harry might be gay you weren't exactly OPEN minded about it, Ron Dean pointed out.

Ron stiffened. Whatever, Dean.

RIBBIT!

The boys all paused. Did you hear something? Neville questioned. I'm not sure, Dean said slowly.

CROAK! POP!

What the... Seamus said. Neville suddenly let out a high pitched scream. he yelled, pointing upward. Oh my gods, look! It's Trevor!

Ron, Seamus, and Dean all looked up to where Neville's finger was pointed, fifteen feet above their heads. There, floating in the air above them, was Trevor the toad. And he was...

Seamus stated. He's floating. And he's pink. He doesn't usually do that, Neville.

Neville moaned.

POP!

And now he's blue, Dean said. That's... odd.

Ron let out a sudden gasp which drew the other boys' attentions from Trevor back to him. Seamus frowned. Ron, what's wrong?

The brownies! he yelled. The brownies! Trevor ate the brownies!

Neville's eyes went wide in horror. Oh, no! he yelled. Toads aren't supposed to eat chocolate!

Yeah, and I don't think they're supposed have drugs, either, Seamus said, the corners of his mouth twitching upward into a smile. Dean and Ron both shot him dirty looks.

Neville wailed again. No, really, he moaned. It's BAD for them! Chocolate reawakens the magical powers which normally lay dormant deep within them! He'll be floating for a week at least!

Seamus stared at Neville. Toads have magical properties?

Dean gave Seamus a critical look. Do you EVER pay attention in Potions?

Seamus turned to Dean and grinned. Do I give Snape blow jobs in order to pass his class?

Ron made a face. Dean quirked an eyebrow. I sincerely hope the answer is no, Seamus.

Seamus wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Maybe I do and maybe I don't... Ron looked like he might be sick.

You have to help me, Neville wailed. We have to get him down!

Don't worry, Dean said in his most reassuring voice, patting Neville on the back. We'll help you, Neville. We just have to figure out how to get him down.

Why don't you just use magic, Thomas? came a sarcastic drawl from behind them. The boys turned and looked to see Draco leaning against a nearby wall in a relaxed fashion. Honestly, I know your parents are muggles but even a mudblood should be able to think of using magic.

Seamus started toward Draco but had only taken two steps forward when a second voice piped up from the direction which Draco was facing.

Don't be such an arse, Draco, came the voice of Harry Potter as he stepped out of the shadows and came up to stand next to his friends, arms crossed in a defiant manner. People might not like you if you act like a complete prat all of the time.

Draco sneered in response and, saying nothing, turned and walked away.

Wow, Harry, thanks for telling Malfoy off but... Neville started but did not finish his sentence as Harry walked past him and followed Draco down the hallway.

Ron objected. Where are you going?!

I'll see you later, Harry called, rushing off to catch up with Draco. I've got to talk to him...

Dean scratched his head as Harry rounded the corner and could no longer be seen. I wonder what's got into him.

I think I know, Seamus stated, matter-of-factly.

Ron gave him a quizzical look. What do you mean, Seamus?

I told you he fancied someone...

Ron's eyes went wide in horror. he said in a scared voice, backing away from Seamus and into a wall, shaking his head. No, no, no. No! NO! Seamus! No! Not him. Not him, not him, not him! Nooooooo!

Seamus nodded. I'm afraid so, he said in a serious tone. Harry fancies... Draco Malfoy. Neville gasped. Dean gave Seamus a highly suspect look. Ron swallowed hard. Ron said, voice pleading. Oh, please, gods, no...

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...TBC. So. Now the boys know that Harry likes Draco. They just don't know that Harry and Draco kissed. Heh. But trust me... I think they're gonna find out. Please review as always, I appreciate all your comments. ^_^ Next chapter should be out soon. Well, I mean I hope it will. You never really know. Flying toads, hee hee hee. *sniggers* Hope you liked it. You'll just have to wait till next chapter to see what happens. I'm so fukkered, I know. Sorry. *pause* Well, actually not really. Evil!Chibi, mua-ha-ha! More soon, no worries. ^_^;;