Author: Queen2

Disclaimer: I own nothing here! Merely my own idea.

Title: Girls just want to have fun.

Rating: PG-13. . . unless your super sensitive, which I don't think a lot of you fine people are, lol.

Summary: Draco and Lucius go out for the night to calm down after the trauma of earlier and strange and odd thing begin to happen. Poor Malfoy's, they never saw it coming.

A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews! I was trilled to get them! Good on you all for reviewing! This is the next chapter in the saga, I don't think there's going too much more so enjoy it while you can. And please do read anything else by me, chances are it might possible maybe be good. Lol. Don't forget to tell your friends! Lol. Any suggestions are always welcome.

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Girls just want to have fun

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Prologue

After the horrors of earlier Draco and his father decide they need to get out of the house for a while. A new hip club has been opened down town called "Malaboobs" which they decide to check out in the hopes of some cheap sport, and for Lucius to subtly try and see if his son is in fact gay.

Draco blinked dizzily as he entered the flickering club, tiny figures on the ceiling seemed to be zooming around, each lit a floresant colour of blue, green, red, and yellow.

"Whoa" he muttered staggering back only to be caught on the tips of his father's fingers and pushed firmly forward.

"Oh no, we're going to the club Drac, look I'll get you a lap dance will I?" asked Lucius in what he hoped was a subtle father-son manner.

"Argh! Dad get off get off!" yelled his son who was on tender-hooks as it was and jumped out of his fathers grasp.

"What? A young boy like you should. . . ah. . . want a lap dance" stammered Lucius.

"No!"

"Is this your way of saying your gay?!" cried Lucius grabbing Draco by his shoulders and shaking him hard.

"No!"

"I blame your mother for this," growled Lucius.

"I blame both of you! It's a wonder am normal at all!" shrieked draco in despair.

"Please, Draco, you're the most high-strung kid I'v ever seen, iv seen kids of pep-pills with more stand-still then you" scoffed Lucius ". . . is it because your trying to tell us something?"

"No! Am 'high-strung' because my mother turned into a hooker with a guy my age! And you think am gay!"

Bending to meet his son's gaze and smiling in what he only could hope was an endearing fatherly way Lucius gripped Draco's shoulder in his "fatherly" manner and squeezed "Am I right though Drac? Am I right?"

"No!"

On stage the band for the night came out "Hello everyone! We are The Darkness!" they crowed. Bare chests and cat suits a go-go.

"Oh god" groaned Lucius "If he wasn't gay before, he sure as hell will be now".

"Hey cool" laughed Draco as the band started into their first song.

"Argh!" cried Lucius and frantically grabbed his son's head shoving it in the direction of the nearest stripper "Look at her Drac! Isn't she lovely!"

"Dad!"

"Are we straight yet?"

"Am sorry ma'am, Dad stop! She's with her boyfriend!" cried Draco as the girl in question gave them both a look and sauntered off.

"Damn" muttered Lucius taking his distraught son under his arm firmly "well, plenty more fish in the sea eh?"

"Oh just kill me now, please! Groaned Draco as he was dragged after his father.

A loud beat of drums suddenly started up and someone yelled out "table dancing!" everyone suddenly launched themselves onto the rickety little table and began dancing scandalizing with each other.

"Whoa" breathed Draco looking up at the legs, thighs and asses that now faced him.

"Shit" muttered Lucius as a guy in tight leather trousers danced provocatively in front of Draco's face "C'mere!" he snapped making a grab for the fascinated Draco's arm and pulling him away.

"Here, drink this," ordered Lucius sternly shoving a large pink drink that seemed to sparkle into Draco's hand.

"Dad, this is a Malabookaza," said Draco looking dubiously at the drink in his hand.

"And that my boy is exactly why we're gonna drink it!" grinned Lucius widely.

"So I can get drunk?"

"Very drunk" grinned Lucius "If your drunk I can finally get this damn answer out of you!"

"Dad!"

"Drink!"

"No! this stuff will kill me!"

"Ill kill you if your not careful!"

"No!"

"Avada . . "

"Ok ok!" cried the nervous wreck of a boy "You know no other parent makes their kids do this"

"And that is why I am so damn cool, yeaaahhh" grinned Lucius already half way through his drink.

Sighing Draco took a deep drink and immediately the world began to spin.

"And it keeps on spinnin' but thell me? What shappned when it shtops?!" laughed Draco hysterically as he swung his slender body around the pole in the middle of the room.

"Hey fairy-boy! Don't go to far from home!" laughed Luciys as he was quite literally hauled up on the dancing tables by a girl in a bikini to do the "Malaboobs Tango" with her.

Grinning manically and hiccupping every so often Draco made an attempt to scramble up on the table and join his father, except his limbs had turned to jelly and he promptly slide back down with a plop and lay on his back laughing.

"Hey kid, c'mon" called one of the bodies of which he could only see their bottom halves from the table as they extended a hand to help him up. "Hhahahaha. . .Thanksssss dude" grinned Draco with a friendly peace sign as he was hauled up onto the table to dance too.

"Hey no problem kid, my guys about the same age as you so he knows what its like" the voice shouted over the music and the grinding that was going on top of the tables.

Blearily Draco looked up at the woman who had helped him up, her voice was oddly familiar.

Before was the figure of his mother, his calm, cool, collected mother the skimpy dress, except this time she seemed to have lost her boot somewhere along the way, smiling she turned to him "Hi, am Nar whats you name stud?"

"Mom!" shrieked Draco, everything he'd drank suddenly just came rushing to the surface as he choked and stumbled.

"Oh my god! Draco! What the hell are you doing here!" screamed Narcissa in horror.

"You called me stud! Ewwwwww!!!" cried Draco his head spinning and his mind reeling.

"Oh my god! This is so embarrassing! If Harry sees this I am never gonna live it down!" cried Narcissa frantically.

"Oh my god! Is that a hickey!?" yelled Draco trying, foggily to grab his mothers neck where large purple love-bite marred her pretty skin.

"Get off! Oh my god! Eww go away!" screamed Narcissa batting frantically at Draco's hands as he made an attempt to cling onto her on the shaky table.

"Hey Nar, what's up, man its hard getting back over here" panted a devilishly good-looking Harry as he reappeared at her side.

"You wanker! I'll kill you!" shouted Draco as he toppled backwards grabbing at his mother skirt in a desperate attempt to save himself.

"Malfoy?"

"Piss of punk!" yelled Narcissa grabbing her skirt back, only to hear a loud ripping sound and a sharp "thunk" followed by a "ow!"

Draco lay on the hard floor holding the bottom part of his mothers skirt staring blindly at the ceiling, he was completely out cold.

On the table Narcissa let out a howl of rage as her brand new dress was torn from her leaving her in only the top half, and the black see-through slip she wore.

"Wow" breathed Harry behind his steamed up glasses.

"Hey! The kids out cold! He needs doctor!" cried someone.

"Everyone back! I know CPR!" cried Harry rushing over to Draco.

Behind him Narcissa let out huge angry sobs over the loss of her beautiful new dress.

Bending over the still form of Draco Harry pressed his lips to the boys and breathed into him.

At which point Lucius arrived on the scene stopped in mid-step and stared in horror at his son on the ground eyes closed in rapture as the Potter boy made out with him.

"I knew he was gay!" roared Lucius.

Behind him Narcissa, half naked, minus a boot with a new skull tattoo on her stomach cried angrily into the remains of her dress.

On the floor, deep in his subconscious Draco smiled and though "Mmmmm, this feel really nice".

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Thank you, I think there'll be more, but please do review! Thank you all! P.S Any spelling mistakes in Draco's little speech were purely on purpose. Lol. Enjoy.

Your, Q.