A/N: Did I say the end? I meant the end. But that was before BlueFairy did the puppy dog eyes and asked for a sequel. Well, BlueFairy wasn't the only one… so… sequel. It uses the third ending (most popular) but that's not to say that the other two might not happen… ;)
In Continuation Part 1
"You have got to be kidding!" screeched Hermione. Hedwig hooted loudly, as if in agreement.
The trio were on the Hogwarts Express, bound for their fifth year of school.
"You have got to be kidding," Hermione repeated, but more weakly.
"For true!" Ron protested. "I swear, Malfoy must be bi!"
"That's just wrong," Harry said. "I mean, gay I could deal with. Bi is just sick."
Hermione said, "But he slept in the same bed as you guys!"
Ron looked at Harry. Harry looked at Ron. Both of them made convulsive shudders.
Ron explained, "I mean, he kissed me, which was weird enough, but then he checks Ginny out when she's in her bra!" the door banged open, but Ron was too wound up to notice. "What the hell does that say about Draco's sexuality?!"
"It says," drawled a cold voice, "That he's such a stud all the boys and girls fight over him equally."
They turned to see Draco Malfoy standing in the door, with his two goons just behind him. He smiled without humor, and added, "I'm glad to see we're on first name terms, Weasley. Been having too many fantasies about me lately?"
"Kiss my ass, Malfoy," Ron growled.
"As much as I'm sure you'd love me to, Weasley, I don't particularly feel like it right now."
Harry bellowed, "Get out!"
Draco raised his eyebrows. "Now, now, shouting at me isn't going to get you anywhere."
Hermione spoke up. "Dr… Malfoy. Please, just leave." Ron nodded in agreement, tacking, "You bastard," onto the end of the sentence.
Draco smirked, "Don't hate me 'cause I'm gorgeous, Weasley," and swept away with his two cronies in tow.
Hermione regarded the other two in astonishment. "Is that the same Draco Malfoy who stayed at the Burrow for the whole summer?"
"'Fraid so," replied Harry.
Ron, meanwhile, was fuming. "For God's sake," he grumbled darkly, "When will that sod realise that I am not gay? He can flaunt himself all he likes, but…" Harry tuned him out after a while.
"He was so nice," Hermione stated morosely.
"It makes me wonder which is the real him, though," Harry said.
Hermione pointed out, "We're nearly at school."
Later, as they walked up the stone steps that led to the castle, Harry caught sight of Draco. His silver hair shone in the faded light. As if feeling Harry's gaze, he turned his head, made eye contact, and winked.
"Oh!" Harry exclaimed to himself in surprise. Then, "Oh, but Malfoy is infuriating."
To be continued…
Sorry for the short chapter. Writer's block strikes again.