CHAPTER VIII
Malfoy and the Pink Bunnies
a/n: This chapter is really sweet for Harry-I mean me! He gets to use his blackmail and sees a lot of things he may wish he hadn't! Malfoy really comes into the story here, so the Malfoy fans should be happy! This chapter is really funny! And I hope you like it! Enjoy!
"Ok, so why are you telling me this?" I asked. I knew Snape hadn't seen me take the wand from before his eyes. Maybe I was getting the hang of this cloak afterall. "I mean now I can really black-mail you!"
"Yes...I suppose you can. But I thought I should tell you the whole story. This way maybe you'd understand and...and you wouldn't do anything mean to me?" Snape sounded so pitiful I was about to take under consideration to let him go with this one. But then he turned crazy...again: "I'VE BEEN THROUGH SO DAMN MUCH ALREADY, AND I'M NOT DEAD YET! Please! I beg of you! Don't let the whole school know of this. It would tear me up inside. You know it would!"
Snape was looking into my eyes, the deep meaningful look you only want your lover to do. I looked away as I said. "No." And I hid myself in my cloak and was gone.
I heard Snape sobbing as I left. But as I got up the first staircase, I remembered that I forgot Ron's medicine. It was because of that afterall that all of this happened. I turned around to go back, dreading, once again, my stupidity. That's when I saw Malfoy.
But I still had on my cloak. I knew that if I just walked carefully he'd never know. Draco was wearing his pajamas. They were pink with fluffy pink bunnies on them. His slippers were also pink with bunnies. They looked so comfy that for a second I was about to take off the cloak and ask him where he got them. But then I remembered I was a guy, and didn't. But as I was distracted, I tripped over my own slipper-less feet and fell. The cloak slipped off. Luckily I had put something on underneith. I hit the flood with a loud thud followed by a swear I won't say.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Malfoy shouted and crouched down on the floor. "Help! Someone! I'm being attacked by a clumsy ghost!"
"No Malfoy! You sexy little idiot! It's me, Harry! Now shut up you stuck-up pink bunny!"
Malfoy got up and straightened his shirt. "Potter? God, you ARE bad about doing things after hours. Tell me, what ARE you doing?"
"Well, I'm trying to get the medicine to cure Ron. He's quite annoying you know. Espicially while you're trying to sleep. That laugh rings right through the bed."
Malfoy raised his eyebrows until they were in danger of snapping.
"No no! I didn't mean it like that! You know that! Aw! you ARE gross! Why would Hermon want to snog you? I haven't the faintest idea!"
"Hermon? Snog me? God no! EW! Nightmares!" He danced around in circles singing "unclean, unclean, unclean!" and the mouths of the bunnies seemed to sing too!
When he was finished I said, "Yeah, she's dying to snog you. And she will too. Come with me." Malfoy didn't have anything better to do. He explained to me as we walked that he just walks around the halls showing off his new pajamas that his father gives him.
We walked back down to Snape's office and walked right in. He was sitting there and he looked as if he had been crying. "Snape," I said, "I need something of yours. A cure to hysterical laughter."
Snape gave a short squeal of hysterical laughter as if to demonstrate. He went to his supply closet and came back shortly. He set it on the table. Without looking at me he said, "is that all?"
"Nope. I need you to tell Draco here that he and Hermon need to get together, snog and go up to at least second base. Or I'll tell the whole school that you and J-"
"Enough! Alright. Draco, you heard him. Do as I say or 9,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 points will be deducted from Slytherin. And since we never get that much anyway, it will be for years to come. Understand?"
"I understand. But what could you have possibly done to get such black-mail?"
"Never you mind. Now go. First thing tomorrow you and Hermon will be snoging like the author of this story we're most ungreatfully taking part in and her crush should be. Now go!"
Malfoy did as he was told, but he looked very confused. I took the medicine and left. This was going to be great!
Malfoy and the Pink Bunnies
a/n: This chapter is really sweet for Harry-I mean me! He gets to use his blackmail and sees a lot of things he may wish he hadn't! Malfoy really comes into the story here, so the Malfoy fans should be happy! This chapter is really funny! And I hope you like it! Enjoy!
"Ok, so why are you telling me this?" I asked. I knew Snape hadn't seen me take the wand from before his eyes. Maybe I was getting the hang of this cloak afterall. "I mean now I can really black-mail you!"
"Yes...I suppose you can. But I thought I should tell you the whole story. This way maybe you'd understand and...and you wouldn't do anything mean to me?" Snape sounded so pitiful I was about to take under consideration to let him go with this one. But then he turned crazy...again: "I'VE BEEN THROUGH SO DAMN MUCH ALREADY, AND I'M NOT DEAD YET! Please! I beg of you! Don't let the whole school know of this. It would tear me up inside. You know it would!"
Snape was looking into my eyes, the deep meaningful look you only want your lover to do. I looked away as I said. "No." And I hid myself in my cloak and was gone.
I heard Snape sobbing as I left. But as I got up the first staircase, I remembered that I forgot Ron's medicine. It was because of that afterall that all of this happened. I turned around to go back, dreading, once again, my stupidity. That's when I saw Malfoy.
But I still had on my cloak. I knew that if I just walked carefully he'd never know. Draco was wearing his pajamas. They were pink with fluffy pink bunnies on them. His slippers were also pink with bunnies. They looked so comfy that for a second I was about to take off the cloak and ask him where he got them. But then I remembered I was a guy, and didn't. But as I was distracted, I tripped over my own slipper-less feet and fell. The cloak slipped off. Luckily I had put something on underneith. I hit the flood with a loud thud followed by a swear I won't say.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Malfoy shouted and crouched down on the floor. "Help! Someone! I'm being attacked by a clumsy ghost!"
"No Malfoy! You sexy little idiot! It's me, Harry! Now shut up you stuck-up pink bunny!"
Malfoy got up and straightened his shirt. "Potter? God, you ARE bad about doing things after hours. Tell me, what ARE you doing?"
"Well, I'm trying to get the medicine to cure Ron. He's quite annoying you know. Espicially while you're trying to sleep. That laugh rings right through the bed."
Malfoy raised his eyebrows until they were in danger of snapping.
"No no! I didn't mean it like that! You know that! Aw! you ARE gross! Why would Hermon want to snog you? I haven't the faintest idea!"
"Hermon? Snog me? God no! EW! Nightmares!" He danced around in circles singing "unclean, unclean, unclean!" and the mouths of the bunnies seemed to sing too!
When he was finished I said, "Yeah, she's dying to snog you. And she will too. Come with me." Malfoy didn't have anything better to do. He explained to me as we walked that he just walks around the halls showing off his new pajamas that his father gives him.
We walked back down to Snape's office and walked right in. He was sitting there and he looked as if he had been crying. "Snape," I said, "I need something of yours. A cure to hysterical laughter."
Snape gave a short squeal of hysterical laughter as if to demonstrate. He went to his supply closet and came back shortly. He set it on the table. Without looking at me he said, "is that all?"
"Nope. I need you to tell Draco here that he and Hermon need to get together, snog and go up to at least second base. Or I'll tell the whole school that you and J-"
"Enough! Alright. Draco, you heard him. Do as I say or 9,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 points will be deducted from Slytherin. And since we never get that much anyway, it will be for years to come. Understand?"
"I understand. But what could you have possibly done to get such black-mail?"
"Never you mind. Now go. First thing tomorrow you and Hermon will be snoging like the author of this story we're most ungreatfully taking part in and her crush should be. Now go!"
Malfoy did as he was told, but he looked very confused. I took the medicine and left. This was going to be great!
