Chapter Four: Sexy Leather Pants (Even Ron Is Not Immune)
Author's Note: Wow, 52 reviews, LOL. Thanks a lot!! Except stupid Lija who... but, well, she was pissed so whatever. Heh. Nevermind that. Anyway, just FYI I usually update on either Friday or Saturday night, in case you wondered. Heh. Special thanks to those people who reviewed my Draco/Ron fic, and to Regret cuz she's super cool, LOL. Shout outs to all Veelas. That said, thanks to...
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Saturday night, 8:05 PM


Ron glanced around the quickly-filling room warily. he said, turning to Hermione. Why isn't Harry here yet?

Hermione shrugged and poured herself a cup of pumpkin juice. Who knows, Ron, she called over the loud, thumping beat of the music. I'm sure he'll be here soon.

Ron frowned. //He's late. Where the hell could he be? I'm going to kill Malfoy if they're off somewhere shagging, I really am. Damn it. Where is he?!//

What's wrong, Ronniekinns? Seamus chided, coming up to stand next to him. Do you have PMS?

Ron scowled at Seamus. Does it look like I have my bloody period?!

Was that supposed to be a pun? Dean asked, sniggering to himself. Bloody... period... heh, that's pretty funny, Ron.

Ron looked disgusted. No, that's not... uh... I don't want to think about... uh... bloody... you know what I meant!

You really don't have a way with words, do you? Seamus asked. Any time anyone brings up anything having to do with romance or girls you start babbling and prattling on like some dumb git.

Maybe because he is a dumb git, Fred offered, sliding up next to Ron and patting his little brother on the back. But we love you anyway, Ronniekinns.

Why does everyone call me that? Ron mumbled, shoving Fred's hand away.

Cheer up, Ron, Hermione said, offering him a kind smile. Oh, look. Harry's here.

Ron, Hermione, Fred, Seamus, and Dean all turned their attention to the doorway, which Harry Potter had just stepped through. Seamus let out a low, appreciative whistle.

Harry stood in the doorway wearing tight, black jeans and a white tank top (more commonly known as a wife beater). He looked...

So incredibly hot, Hermione said faintly. Wow, Harry.

He must have let Draco dress him, Seamus said. Because Harry could never look that good on his own.

Fred squinted. Who's that behind him?

Everyone in the room gasped and stopped what they were doing when the young man behind Harry, Draco Malfoy, stepped into the room. An awed hush fell upon the crowd as they stared at his delectable form.

Merlin's beard, Fred said faintly. He looks... ah... he...

said Dean. I don't even like boys, but damn. Malfoy looks good.

Ron blinked. Are those leather pants?

said Seamus, drooling. Those are definitely leather. Tight leather. Tight, black leather. Ooohhhhh, my.

Oh, gods, Hermione said. Could those pants be any tighter?

Could they be any sexier? Seamus asked. But yeah. How can he walk in those things?

Harry spotted them from across the room and said something to Draco who nodded and headed off in the other direction. Harry made his way over to them.

Aww, no, Seamus cried. I want Draco to come over here!

Get ahold of yourself, Ron said. Oh, look, Harry's coming now.

You know, you weren't exactly immune to Malfoy's charms either, Ron, Dean said pointedly. You were staring, just like everyone else.

Ron looked affronted. I was not staring!

Harry came up to them, smiling. It's okay if you were, Ron, he said. Everyone is.

If I was staring it was only in amazement because I can't believe that he can walk in pants that tight, Ron said angrily. But I wasn't staring at all, so there.

Fred grinned at Harry. Harry, you dog. You lucked out, you know. I think that you officially have the best-dressed date here.

Not to mention best-looking, sexiest, most well-groomed, said Seamus. Best overall.

Harry grinned. Believe me, I know. And Draco would never let me forget it, either.

Where'd he go, anyway? Seamus asked, looking around the room, desperate for a glance of the blonde-haired god. I don't see him.

Harry shrugged. He wanted to find Snape.

said Ron. Snape. Eurgh. I don't want to think about him at all.

Hermione frowned. Ron, are you all right? You're not going to get sick again, are you?

Just don't mention his you-know-what and I'll be fine.

Harry asked. What's that?

Seamus leaned over and whispered something unintelligible in his ear. Harry straightened up and looked incredulously at Seamus. Are you joking?

Hermione sighed. It's true, Harry. Ron... you know... earlier when I mentioned Snape's, er, rare end.

Ron clutched his stomach. Please, can we talk about something else?

said Harry. Yeah, okay, Ron. So, uh... anyone seen Flitwick?

Seamus turned and stared at Harry. Let's talk about something *interesting,* all right?

Harry blinked. Oh. Yeah, okay.

So can you believe that Blaise actually had the balls to show up here? Dean asked. I mean, after all he's done, honestly...

Well, Ron did invite *everyone.* And that includes Blaise, you know, Hermione said. And besides, maybe he's changed.

He hasn't changed, Draco said matter-of-factly as he came up to stand beside Harry. He's still the same, insufferable git he's always been. And... why are you all staring at me? Am I really that gorgeous?

Ron said dreamily, then blinked. Did I just say that? Oh, gods, I think I'm going to be sick again.

Hermione rubbed his back sympathetically. It's all right, Ron. Just put your head between your knees and take deep breaths.

said Ron. I can't believe I... oh, honestly.

Draco smirked. It's all right, Weasley, he said smugly. You're not the only one who finds me simply irresistible.

Harry stared at his boyfriend. Can you really be that vain?

I can and I am.

Ah. Well, as long as we're clear.



Anyway, Harry, we're glad you came, Hermione interrupted, smiling at him.

Ron added, bitterly. Weren't you going to come *early* to help us set up?

Draco gave Ron an impish grin. Well, we were busy doing *other* things, he said, leaning on Harry and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. You know how it is when you're young and in love.

Ron made a face. I'm afraid I don't.

Quit teasing, Harry said, pushing Draco playfully. Ron, it was nothing like that. We spent the entire time *shopping.*

Ron said, looking relieved. Well, all right.

Draco pouted at Harry. You're no fun, Potter.

Well, neither are you, Malfoy.

You're just lucky I love you.

I think I'm going to be sick, Ron interrupted. Yet again.

Shut it! Harry and Draco yelled simultaneously.

I'm going to go find George, Fred said, leaving.

Come on, Ron, Hermione said, leading Ron away. Maybe some pumpkin juice will make you feel better.

Nothing could make me feel better after seeing the way Malfoy was all over Harry, Ron muttered.

* * * MEANWHILE * * *

Blaise glanced around quickly to make sure that no one was watching. he muttered to himself, sneakily pulling out his Ogden's Old Firewhiskey. He looked around warily. No one was looking. Sniggering to himself he quickly unscrewed the cap and poured the entire contents into the open bowl of pumpkin juice.

Hee, hee, hee, Blaise giggled to himself, recapping the whiskey and sliding it into the inside pocket of his jacket. Soon their precious little world will come crashing down around their ears, MUA-HA-HA!

Blaise, what're you doing? Ron asked suspiciously as he and Hermione approached him.

Blaise whirled around, startled. he said, smirking to himself. Weasley. Granger. Well, hello there. I was just getting a bit of pumpkin juice. He picked up the ladle innocently and poured himself a glass, smiling at the pair. Got it, he said, showing them his glass. See you then.

Ron and Hermione watched as Blaise swept off, grinning from ear to ear. said Ron. What was that about?

Who knows? Hermione asked, shrugging. Let's get some pumpkin juice, shall we?


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TBC, as always. MUA-HA-HA. I had writer's block before, which kinda delayed me, but I got over sooo... tada. I present to you, chapter four in all it's suckiness and glory, hee hee. Regret rules, and I just joined Snapeslash - yay. Anywhoo... you know what the best feeling in the world is? When I see new reviews, LOL!!! So why don't you make me happy, hmm? It inspires me to write more, you know. ^_~ Thanks for reading. Hopefully these next few weeks will be less busy so I can get with the making of more new chapters. Read? Review! LOLOL. Okay... I'm hyper.

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