Draco's Desires

Part Ten

The Naughty And The Nice

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I was lounging around on the Hogwarts grounds near the lake. I sprawled out on my back and rested my arms behind my head. I blew a piece of white-blond hair out of my eyes and watched the sun setting beyond the Forbidden Forest. It was a beautiful evening, but I was having a hard time relaxing. My limbs felt antsy, wanting the freedom I had in the Chamber. Patience, Draco. You'll get into your pool before the night is out.

I heard a rustle in the grass and suddenly Ginny was on top of me. Literally. She had sprawled out fully on my prone body. "Ahhh!" I was so surprised I yelled out.

"Hello, Handsome!" She giggled and ruffled my hair.

"Hey!" I flipped over so that I was lying on her. "Problem, Pipsqueak?"

Someone else cleared his throat. I turned my head. "POTTER!"

"Malfoy…" Potter glared down at me.

I rolled off Ginny, needless to say. "What the hell are you doing here, anyway?"

He quirked an eyebrow. "I could ask you the same thing." He looked at Ginny. "You didn't say Malfoy was going to be here."

She smiled. "Well…you didn't ask."

He grunted. "Now I'm really glad I came with you. You never know what this…thing…will do next."

I gave him a mock hurt look. "Aww…Big Bad Potter hurts my feelings so much! Ha!" I laughed. "Don't worry, Potter. Join the fun. The more the merrier." Oh, just wait until I get him down in the Chamber!

Ginny was looking at us both with irritation. "Okay, I came here to meet you, Draco, and you, Harry, came along because you wouldn't let me go by myself like I was going to. So, since we all seem to be here together let's try to make the best of it." She smiled at us both, blinking those huge brown eyes with the dark lashes. We were buckling under the pretty girl pressure.

Potter eyed me uncomfortably. "As long as HE behaves himself."

Big prat. "As long as HE doesn't complain about everything we do."

"Agreed!" Ginny took both of our hands in hers and shook them. I suppose it was a substitute for Potter and I actually shaking hands with each other.

I then decided it was time we got down to business. "We can't very well waltz up the steps and head in the front door, now can we? So I propose we go underwater and swim up into the pipes until we come to the girl's bathroom."

Ginny was puzzled. "Like Moaning Myrtle?"

"Precisely. Are you in, Potter?"

"You know, it wouldn't kill you to call each other by your first names…" Ginny was relentless.

"Fine, Harry, are you in?"

"In what? Swimming up some pipes? Dandy, if you like that sort of thing."

"Don't be a big shot. If you're coming with us, you have to shut it. Remember?" How did I get into this? I pulled out my wand and prepared to mutter a spell that would put the three of us into a bubble. I've always been told that my spells are highly advanced for my age, and I was using this to our benefit now. "When I say the spell over us, we should be incased in a protective bubble until we're out of the water again. Hopefully we can find a way up into the girl's bathroom."

"Draco, you're out of your little mind!" Potter shook his head.

"Fine then. If you don't want to go, I certainly won't make you. Go on home, Harry." I took Ginny's hand and we headed towards the pool. Potter followed along, grumbling. Why didn't he just go home!

Ginny and I looked into the depths of the lake. "I think I know where to go. Myrtle has described it to me before in detail. Too much detail, in my opinion."

"Good! Ready to go?" I took her hand and raised my wand. By then Potter was with us again. "You still here?"

He gave me a sulky look. "Do you think I'm going to tell Ginny's parents that she was killed doing something crazy with you? I'm staying with her whether you like it or not." Ginny and I looked at each other, eyebrows raised. My, he was a nutter...and just too damn persistent!

Anyway, I was sick of arguing with the kid. I pulled the two of them close to myself so that our chests were almost touching. (I personally preferred Ginny's chest to Potter's but that's beside the point.) I swung my wand in the air, muttering the spell, and a tight bubble formed around us. "Whoa, whoa…" I muttered as all three of us lost our balance. We tipped over into the water and started to sink to the bottom. Miraculously, the bubble worked and we stayed completely dry.

Potter looked up through the bubble and tried to touch me as little as possible. "This brings back unpleasant memories…" He was thinking of the Triwizard competition of course. "What do we do now?"

"Watch and learn, Potter." I touched my wand to the side of the bubble and we started to drift along the bottom in that direction.

"That's fabulous, Draco!" Ginny exclaimed.

Before long, we were shooting through the lake like a bullet in the direction of the school. We soon came across a stone wall, which was one side of the castle. There was a large sewage pipe imbedded in that wall. "And that must be it..." I propelled us right into the pipe and up into the heart of the school's plumbing.

Potter was looking around at the slimy walls. He stopped flinching whenever my shoulder would touch his in his thankfulness that at least we were in the clean bubble. Meanwhile, Ginny was chanting, "Ew, ew, ew, ew…"

I muttered an extra charm and bellowed, "BUBBLE! TAKE US TO THE GIRLS' BATHROOM!"

"Could you be any louder?" Potter covered his ears.

"Shut up, Potter." The bubble plunged on through the disgusting piping.

Ginny soon made an appropriate observation. "We are in the same place everything goes when you flush the toilet!"

This time both Potter and I looked at her. We didn't much want to think about that at the time.

Not much later we noticed we were approaching a tiny little pipe at rapid speed. Potter wasn't thrilled. In fact, he was panicked. "Malfoy…er, Draco? DRACO!! Stop this thing!!"

I was watching the approaching pipe with horror. "That's too small for us!"

We had no more time to think. Potter got his arms around us somehow, covering up both Ginny's head and mine. We went slamming into each other as we plummeted through the little pipe. Thinking about it later, I would guess that the bubble shrunk, with us inside, but all I remember was having my eyes closed, Potter covering my head, braced for impact, when we were suddenly lying on the tile floor in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. We all just looked at each other for several moments, amazed that somehow we had survived. It didn't take me long to become haughty again, though. "Well…I knew it would work all the time! Now, wasn't that fun?"

Potter rolled his eyes at me. "Ginny, have you had enough adventure yet?"

Ginny was nursing a bump on her bare elbow. "Well, we haven't gone down into the Chamber of Secrets yet. We want to go swimming."

Potter couldn't have looked more surprised. "We can go swimming anywhere you want! Just not there. I'm not going down there. And you're certainly not going down there with him." Potter shook his head. "No way, Ginny."

I kneeled down and started hissing at the copper tap. I was trying to mimic the way Ginny did it, but I could never get it quite right. I could hear Ginny in the background arguing with Potter. "But Harry, you've never swam in water quite like this. It makes you feel so nice!"

Potter was listening to her and making exasperated noises at me. "Oh, for crying out loud! OPEN!" But it didn't sound like that. It was a hiss, just like Ginny could make.

I glared at Potter. Parselmouths…they just think they know everything.

The entrance to the Chamber slid open at Harry's command. "Come along, Ginny. The pool awaits." I prepared to crawl into the pipe.

Seeing that Ginny wasn't going to give in, Harry resigned himself to another trip down to the Chamber. "Fine, we'll give this a try, but you screw up once, Malfoy, and Ginny and I are going to be in Professor Dumbledore's office in minutes."

We all crawled into the pipe and slid deep down under the school to the Chamber. "Hey boys, do you think teachers are still teachers during the summer? I mean, they don't have anyone to teach. I wonder what they do in this castle all by themselves all through the Holidays." Ginny was wondering aloud at the mention of Dumbledore.

"Probably the same thing we do," I said. "Eat, sleep, and party."

"Party." Ginny giggled. I myself was picturing Snape wearing one of those "Cat-In-The-Hat" type caps and sunglasses, dancing with a spangled McGonagall in a pair of little hotpants. That was just too much for my blood pressure.

We all came crashing out of the pipe, landing in a heap. "We have to get the hang of this someday…" I pulled Ginny up by the arm, but left Potter to pick his own self up. "Last one to the pool is a Gryffindor!" I took off.

"Hey!" Potter fumed and tore after me. I laughed and laughed. He just couldn't stand having his pride insulted.

Ginny muttered, "Children…" and stalked after us.

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