HP&SB, chapter 11: Blaise Gets Bitch Slapped
Rating: PG-13 (Oooh, more cursing)
Warning(s): Slash and cursing (if you haven't figured it out already...)
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Last chapter: Everyone found out that Harry was gay, Harry ran off after Draco, and Trevor was high - in more than one sense (*snigger*). Oh, yeah, and we found out a bit about Draco's motivations, blah blah. Draco likes Harry but he can't do anything about it because he's afraid of what his father and Voldemort will do. But he looooves him! Hee hee hee. ^_^

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Harry called to Draco's retreating back. Draco quickened his pace. Harry objected, breaking into a run to catch up to Draco. Harry reached out and grabbed Draco's arm. Draco spun around.

What do you want, Potter? Draco hissed angrily, jerking his arm out of Harry's grasp.

Don't run away from me, Draco! Harry yelled.

Stop calling me that! Draco yelled back.

You didn't mind me calling you Draco when we were ki-

Shut up! Draco yelled. Just shut the fuck up!

Harry yelled. Why are you doing this?! You kiss me then you run away, and now you won't even talk to me?! What the hell is wrong with you??

Draco hissed. There is nothing wrong with me, and I did NOT kiss you, Potter, you kissed me, not the other way around! And why the hell did you kiss me? What is your problem?!

Harry cried, exasperated. Fine, you're right and I'm wrong - I kissed you. I admit it. And I already told you why I did it, Draco, I like you. I told you how I felt and you ran away! And I - I think I might be in love with you.

Draco was, for the first time in his life, speechless. He stared in awe at Harry, who was blushing profusely. What did you say? Draco whispered.

I said I think I might be in love with you, Harry mumbled, bowing his head so he wouldn't have to look at Draco. You heard me.

You're mental, Draco stated. A complete nutter.

Harry looked up at Draco and smiled sheepishly. That much, he said. Is completely obvious, since only a nutter would like you.

Draco actually smiled. I beg to differ, Potter. Plenty of people like me.

Harry quirked an eyebrow.

Oh, shut up, Draco said. He sighed and looked around to make sure they were alone. I suppose... we ought to talk about things, right?

Harry smiled. I can think of things I like doing better than talking.

Draco started. Why Potter, he said, surprised. I never thought you would be so...

Harry offered.

Draco said. But I suppose your word works, too.

I think it's all rather sweet, a cold voice said from the shadows. Draco and Harry both spun around to see Blaise Zabini step out from the shadows next to a suit of armor. Well, well, well. Who would have known? Draco Malfoy is a flaming fag.

Draco growled. What the fuck do you want?

Blaise smirked. I suppose the plan to get Potter expelled is no longer standing?

Harry blinked. You were... going to try to get me expelled? he asked Draco, pouting slightly and looking very much like a small child. Were you really?

Draco frowned at Harry but turned to Blaise instead. How long have you been standing there, Blaise? he demanded in a gruff voice.

Long enough, Blaise said, wiping the superior smirk from his face and replacing it with a scowl. And now I'm wondering what I should do with such an interesting bit of information. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter and in love. It's sweet. Blaise said sweet' as if it were a swear word.

Draco glowered at him. Harry frowned. You wouldn't tell anyone would you, Blaise? he asked, genuine and naive.

Blaise snorted. Why would I want to keep this to myself, Potter? The students have a right to know...

Go to hell, Blaise, Draco snapped.

I'll see you there, Blaise retorted, not missing a beat.

Harry frowned. he started but Blaise cut him off.

I'll cut you a deal, Malfoy, he said in an unctuous, untrustworthy voice. I won't tell anyone about you and Potter if you do me a favor.

Draco quirked an eyebrow. And what would you have me do?

Blaise smirked. Go to Dumbledore and admit that you gave Potter the brownies.

Draco stiffened. If I tell Dumbledore that I gave Harry drugs he'll have me expelled.

That's your problem, Blaise snapped. But if you don't tell him the truth, I will, and the entire school will know that you and Potter are lovers.

Harry exclaimed. Draco and I never even -

Oh, shut up, Potter, Blaise exclaimed. Details, details. I can tell them whatever I want, whether it's true or not.

Draco narrowed his eyes into slits and glared at Blaise. Don't tell him to shut up.

Blaise sniggered. Isn't that sweet, standing up for your little boyfriend. I'll tell you what, Draco, why don't you just go somewhere and -

SMACK!

Blaise gasped, Draco gaped, and Harry frowned down at Blaise, who he had just bitch slapped straight across the face.

Harry said in a threatening, low voice. Ever threaten him. Don't you dare.

H - Harry, Draco sputtered. I can't believe you just bitch slapped Blaise!

Blaise straightened up, holding his hand to his cheek. His eyes were dark and menacing. he spat. You little bastard! How dare you -

Draco yelled, pointing his wand at Blaise. Blaise screamed as boils sprung up across his face. You bastard! Blaise yelled.

Fuck off, you arse! Draco yelled in return as Blaise turned and ran down the hall. Stupid prat, Draco grumbled under his breath.

So what are we going to do now? Harry asked, concerned.

Draco sighed. I honestly have no idea, Potter.

Harry gave Draco an impish grin. Well, as long as the secret's out... I can think of a few things we could do...

Draco smirked. And what exactly did you have in mind, Harry?

Harry's grin broadened. You'll see.

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...TBC, as aaaalways!! :P Sorry, but apparently I must be off the computer in like 2 minutes soo... that's all for chapter 11. Expect the next chapter soon. Please review, as always. I think (I dunno) that next chapter will be more of the Gryffindor boys and Trevor. *snigger* Anyways, more soon, bye! ^_^