A/N: Okay, I apologize... I said I would update on Sunday, but life got in the way (namely, chores aka laundry). Here's the latest update. Please, if I don't update on Sunday, someone please give me a verbal poke in the side. The story is completed, so it's just a matter of me uploading the chapter.

Chapter 25: Bribing Jazzy Weasley

Harry moved over to the couch where Hermione was sitting. "I'm tempted to follow him. I know Remus wouldn't mind."

Hermione looked over to Jazzy. "Don't you have detention tonight as well?" She asked.

"Of course. I have one every night for the rest of the year." Jazzy said, as she made herself more comfortable on Ron's lap.

"She's not going. Snape can't do anything to her if she skips it." Kitza explained. "I'd skip any detentions I had with him if I could, and that's totally not me. Snape is rather disliked among this group."

"I see. If I protest and tell you to go to detention, would you hex me?" Hermione asked Jazzy.

"Nope. I just wouldn't listen. Snape's not worth my time." Jazzy said smiling at Hermione.

"Well, I guess I could lay off for once. Snape is a git." Hermione said with a grin.

"What did he to that pissed you off so much?" Jazzy asked, interested.

"He hates the Gryffindors. He treats all of us like shit." Harry answered in Hermione's place.

Jazzy raised an eyebrow. "What do you think, I'm retarded or something? I know that already. Besides that, Harry, I wasn't asking you."

"Nothing that's worth mentioning. He's always treated Harry the worst." Hermione answered.

Draco walked into the room with Theodore Nott.

"Lupin let me off. Said I could leave so long as I promised not to ever hurt Pansy in his classroom ever again." Draco said, as he re-took his seat.

Theodore sat down beside Harry.

Harry stood and moved back to his previous position behind Draco, his arms wrapped around the blonde's shoulders.

Jazzy looked at Theodore. "Hello... who the fuck are you?"

Theodore looked surprised. "Theodore Nott."

Jazzy turned her eyes to Draco and Blaise. "Why the fuck haven't I ever seen him?"

Draco shrugged.

"I've barely seen him this year. I've spent all of my time here with you two and Dray, or up in Gryffindor... or running for my life from a murderous Draco." Blaise responded. "What are you doing here, though?" He added.

"I live here." Theodore answered, giving Blaise an odd expression.

"That's not what I meant. Why are you here in the common room sitting with us? I thought you'd have headed up to the dorm." Blaise responded with a roll of his eyes.

Theodore gave Blaise another look. "I walked in with Draco. He asked me to join him."

Draco looked at Theodore. "No I didn't."

Jazzy looked at the boy. "Why are you really here?"

Carma looked at him too. "Shouldn't you be out with your girlfriend?"

Theodore turned red.

Draco raised an eyebrow at this and looked at Blaise.

Blaise's eyes had been on Hermione and had caught the slight flush on her face. His face lit up.

Draco looked where Blaise was looking and smirked. "Looks like we've gained a fifth, Jazzy, Carma."

Jazzy and Carma looked at him.

"We don't know enough about this guy to hang around with him." Jazzy said eyeing Theodore.

Carma nodded in agreement, except she was glaring at Theodore.

Draco shook his head and put it in his hands.

"For the love of Salazar. He's dating Granger." Blaise announced to the girls.

Ron, Jazzy, Carma, Harry, and Seamus looked at Hermione in shock.

Draco rolled his eyes.

"Mione?" Ron asked.

Hermione nodded meekly.

Kitza wasn't nearly as shocked as the others.

"Well, this is cause for a celebration. I say we have a big huge party." Jazzy said, clapping her hands.

Carma nodded and left the common room.

"We need some alcohol. Kitza call your fiancée." Jazzy said. "I'll decorate, Harry you'll get food, Draco go get your iPod, I'll fetch the speakers. I think that's all we need."

Kitza headed over to the fireplace and floo'd the twins.

"Weasley Residence, how may I help you?" George said, not looking at the fireplace.

"Hey! It's Kitza. I feel stupid asking this, but which twin am I talking to?"

George looked at her. "Oh. Hello. Which one do you think I am? Do I look like I'm in chains?"

"George. I'll smack you for that. Get your twin, I want to speak with him." Kitza said.

George smiled. "Hang on a second. He's downstairs." He dashed off.

Kitza smirked.

George ran to the top of the stairs. "Fred, the future wifey is in the floo."

"Thanks. Get down here and watch the shop for me." Fred replied, heading towards the stairs.

"Sure thing, dear twin of mine." George said, taking Fred's place at the register.

"Hey love." Fred said as he knelt in front of the fireplace.

"Hi future brother of mine!" Jazzy said, waving at Fred. Ron waved too.

"Hey hon." Kitza replied.

"Hey Jazzy, hey ickle-Ronniekins." Fred called.

Theodore and Draco snickered. Jazzy smacked them both in the back of the head.

"I need a favour." Kitza said to her fiancée. "We need alcohol, can you get us some? You're welcome to join us, but not George." Kitza asked.

"Sure thing love. I'll be there in a bit. Where are you? Gryffindor?" Fred asked.

"Nope, we're all hanging in Slytherin." Kitza replied.

"Okay. See you soon love." Fred said closing the floo connection.

Hermione looked shocked. "I think I regret the last couple of months. I'm very confused."

Seamus looked at Hermione. "Wow someone finally stumped Hermione Granger."

Kitza chuckled. "I've been seeing Fred since September. Harry, Blaise and Draco figured it out pretty early. Everyone else found out over Christmas Break. We kinda got caught by Mrs. Weasley. I've only been engaged to Fred since Valentine's."

Hermione nodded. "So I haven't missed that much. So let me get everything straight. Harry's dating Malfoy. You're engaged to Fred Weasley. Jazzy and Ron are engaged. And I figured out about Blaise and Seamus at the end of last year."

"What? How?" Blaise asked in amazement.

Seamus shook his head at his boyfriend. "Don't ask, love. She's too smart for her own good."

Hermione threw a shoe at Seamus in response.

Jazzy looked at them. "Want me to make his hair neon blue?"

"That's okay. I know he's just joking. No need for you to hex him." Hermione responded with a laugh.

Jazzy shrugged. "Too bad. I would've enjoyed it."

Seamus glared at her. "You like hexing people too much."

Harry re-entered the common room with food. "Which reminds me. When are you returning Dray's hair to normal? I'm beginning to miss it." He asked.

Jazzy twirled her wand in her hands. "Persuade me."

"Camera. Gryffindor Dorms. Once, and never again." Harry said seriously.

Draco looked at his boyfriend in shock. "What? No!"

Jazzy looked like she was going to squeal.

Kitza was chuckling.

"Would you rather have red hair for the rest of your life?" Harry asked Draco.

Draco looked like he was weighing his options. "I don't want red hair anymore."

Jazzy looked at them. "I would've settled for chocolate, but this is much better."

"I'll throw in the chocolate for a price." Harry added.

"What's the price?" Jazzy asked narrowing her eyes at Harry.

"No more hexing Draco, or me." Harry answered.

Jazzy looked at Harry and Draco. She raised her wand and muttered. Harry's hair turned neon green. She changed it back, changed Draco's hair back to it's blonde and opened her mouth. "Ok. I agree."

"Harry, are you sure you shouldn't have been in Slytherin?" Blaise asked.

"Sorting hat almost put me here. Only reason that I wasn't, was probably the protests of 'Not Slytherin, not Slytherin, not Slytherin', because I didn't want to be in the same house as Malfoy." Harry answered. He paused, and conjured up a box of chocolate and handed it to Jazzy. "Here you go. I'll let you know about the other part when I can, I will follow through with it, I swear."

Jazzy smiled. "You're lucky I trust you more than Draco."

Draco looked at her. "Hey! You were my friend first."

Jazzy did squeal. "You finally admit we're friends?"

Draco's eyes widened.

Fred took this moment to tumble out of the fireplace. "I brought alcohol!"

Jazzy ignored him. "I'm Draco's best friend. I'm Draco's best friend. I'm Draco's best friend." She sang over and over again.

"Way to steal my place, Jazzy." Blaise commented.

Kitza strode over to Fred, placing a kiss on his lips. "Hey. Welcome to the Slytherin common room."

"Hey love. What'd I miss." Fred asked.

"You don't want to know. Seriously. All I'll tell you is that Harry convinced Jazzy to stop hexing Draco. You don't want to know how." Kitza replied.

"I'll trust you on that." Fred replied.

"Oh come on B-laise. All four of us are best friends. I meant no offence." Jazzy said, plopping on Seamus' lap on Blaise's lap.

Blaise winced. "I know. I was just joking."

"Awww. I know. It's why I love ya." Jazzy said, kissing Blaise on the cheek.

"Love ya too, Jazz." Blaise's legs were numb from lack of circulation. "Ok, Jazzy off. I no longer have any feeling in my legs!" He added.

Jazzy hopped off. "Sorry."

"Shay, do you mind, I need to get the circulation running in my legs again?" Blaise asked his boyfriend.

"Of course not, love." Seamus followed Jazzy.

Jazzy sat down beside Theodore. Seamus plopped on her lap.

Jazzy shrieked. "Get the fuck off of me. NOW!"

Seamus shook his head.

Jazzy glared, grabbed her wand and turned Seamus' hair neon yellow.

"Shay..." Blaise grumbled as he stretched his legs out, shaking them to get the blood running again.

Draco fell off the couch laughing.

Jazzy smiled at Draco fondly.

"If he gets off your lap, will you turn his hair back, Jazzy?" Blaise asked.

Jazzy looked thoughtful. "I don't think so."

"I'll give you chocolate." Blaise added.

Jazzy grabbed her box of chocolate. "I already have some." She smirked. "I would settle for some sweets though. Lots of sweets."

"Done." Blaise agreed.

Jazzy turned Seamus' hair back to blonde, with one neon yellow streak. "Ah it's beautiful."

"Thanks babe." Blaise responded. "Shay, get your ass back over here."

"Will do, love. Did she fix it?" Seamus asked, touching his hair.

"She left one streak, but it looks neat." Blaise replied.

Jazzy turned to Draco. "Want a red streak?" She turned to Harry. "Want a green streak?"

Draco glared and shook his head.

"I'll decline. I don't need anything else to make me stand out from the crowd. This..." He pointed to the scar on his forehead, "is enough." Harry said politely.

Carma entered the common room with Zacharias Smith.

Jazzy looked at Harry and Draco. "Your loss." She turned her wand on Hermione. "I've got one for you." She muttered and blonde streaks appeared in her hair.

Hermione conjured a mirror. "I like it." She said.

Jazzy smirked. "How bout you, love?"

Ron shook his head violently. "No."

Jazzy pouted.

Carma shook her head. "What is with you and people's hair?"

"I can't help it. It was great when it was Snape and red looked good on Draco." Jazzy rationalized.

"Very true about Snape. I prefer Draco's plat blonde hair over the red though." Kitza responded. "God, that was fucking hilarious this morning."

"Oh shit. How am I supposed to retaliate when Draco pisses me off?" Jazzy said, looking completely upset.

"You can always smack him in the back of the head." Kitza replied. "That's what I used to do with my guy friends back home, remember."

Jazzy smirked. "That's right. I forgot I could still beat the shit out of him."

Draco paled.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco protectively.

Jazzy smirked at Harry. "See I can still kick his ass. That wasn't part of the deal."

Harry smirked back, unbeknownst to Draco.

Zacharias took this chance to speak up. "I thought there was a party."

Ron glared at him.

Carma and Jazzy stood up. "Let's get this party going people."

The music came on and Jazzy conjured plates and cups. Ron went for the food along with Jazzy, Carma took Zacharias to the dance floor where Kitza and Fred had already set up shop. Draco was trying to make-out with Harry. Blaise and Seamus were making out. Hermione and Theodore were cuddling on the couch.

An hour later Severus Snape entered the common room, Pansy on his heels.

Fred stared at Snape's hair. Pink. Snape. He held in his laughter in fear of his life if he made the slightest sound.

Jazzy smiled at Snape happily. "Hello Sev. Come join the party. We've got food, music, alcohol. It'll be fun."

Snape glared at Jazzy. "100 points from Slytherin for your behaviour. And you skipped your detention."

"So. What are you going to do about it?" Jazzy asked haughtily.

Fred looked on in surprise.

"Ms. Bleu. We're going to see Professor Dumbledore. Right now!" Snape said, grabbing Jazzy's arm and dragging her from the room.

Ron looked on. "She's going to die if she's left with him."

"I'm sure he's smart enough to know that if he kills her, he might have pink hair for the rest of his life." Kitza replied.

TBC...

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PS: exquisiteagony, my wonderful co-author and best friend, feel free to give me heck if this happens again.