Chapter 2 -
Oh my, I watched the movie! DRACO IS SO HOT! Man, he turns me on like a light switch.
A/N- Okay, the title of this chapter is really lame. I'm just trying this whole thing out. I know their isn't a lot of thinking in this chapter. The next chapter I will have more of what they think about each other. I'm writing really fast here, so please review!
Harry stared.
"Malfoy?"
The figure turned around very slowly.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Malfoy asked very slowly. But his heart was racing.
"I was just about to ask you the same question."
Draco turned back around to face the wall. "Stupid Muggles" he muttered under his breath. " Who ever made jay walking a crime?
Harry laughed "Your. You're in here for Jay walking? Isn't that just crossing the street without a crosswalk?"
"That IS jay walking, last time I checked" Malfoy said coolly
"Your in here for jay walking?"
"Can they even put someone in jail for it?"
"I guess so," laughed Harry. This was all very amusing for him. "So, you just crossed the street and they threw you in here?"
"No,"
"Well, you just said that -"
"What I said potter, was 'who ever made it a crime'."
"Well, I assumed that you meant -"
"Don't assume, it's not a nice characteristic to have in a person."
"Let me get this straight, you weren't jay walking?
"No"
"Then what was the point"?
"Entertainment"
"Well, why are you here then?"
"None of your business potter."
"Fine."
"Fine."
They sat in silence for a while. It wasn't really quiet though cause the man in the 3rd cell was still singing, "don t cry for me Argentina, The truth is I never left you"
After about 2 hours Harry was very bored with himself. He kept thinking about Draco in ways that made him sick. He didn't like Malfoy. Malfoy was a stupid git. It was impossible to like him! First, he was a guy. Second, it was MALFOY! Then He heard Malfoy doing something in the corner. It sounded like he was scrapping something.
"What are you doing?"
More scrapping
"Malfoy?"
Nothing
Harry got up and walked to the far side of the room. He stopped behind Draco who was sitting on the floor. It was really dark and Harry couldn't make out what he was crouching over. "What are you doing?" he repeated again
This time Malfoy sat up, giving Harry the perfect view of what he was trying to do. There was a small hole in the ground and a spoon in Malfoy's hand. Harry could not help but laugh out loud.
"Do you really think that you are going to get free by DIGGING yourself out?" It was hard for Harry to speak between fits of laughter.
"Shut up Potter, you have no idea! I have to find a way to get out of here before my father finds out about this, I would be.. Well, you have no idea, you and your pansy muggle family." Harry could see that Malfoy was genuine and really did want to get out for fear of his father. He felt sorry for the blonde haired boy sitting in front of him He wanted to make him feel better. Then he started to feel sick with himself.
"Well, I just don't think that your best bet would be to dig your way out with a spoon."
"You got any better ideas Potter?" Malfoy snapped.
"Not right now, but I mean, I don't think that you are going to get very far with a spoon."
No one spoke. There was nothing to say. It was awkward. Harry sat down with his back against the wall, facing Malfoy's left.
"Why can't you go home?"
"None of your business potter" Malfoy turned so that Harry couldn't see his face.
"Fine."
"Fine"
"But," Harry added "But, what in the world did you do to get in here in the first place?" Harry's voice wasn't full of its usual hatred. He really wanted to know what in the world Malfoy had done to get in jail, a muggle prison.
"It's a long story."
"I've got time."
"Your very annoying, you know that potter?"
"Yes, I know, now please tell." Harry said tryingly
"Fine," Malfoy sighed "I was in the muggle world with my father."
::Memory of Draco Malfoy::
"Draco, hurry up. I don't want to be in the pitiful world for much longer, it's making me sick."
"Yes, father" Malfoy quickened his step to be in line with his fathers long paces.
"Why are we here anyway?"
"I have to pick up something for my work. I told you this already Draco."
"I know you did father, but you never told me what we needed to get yet."
"I didn't tell you for a reason, Draco. I will tell you only what you need to know and that's all you need to know. Now stop asking me questions. I have to run around and get a few things and you are slowing me down. Just keep yourself out of trouble while I go. I'll meet you here in an hour."
Draco looked around at his surroundings. There were tiny muggle shops all around him. Anyone would have thought that this was quite a pretty part of town, not Draco. To him it looked dirty and ugly.
"Yes, father, but were exactly is here?" Draco turned around to look at his father but he wasn't there. He had already vanished.
"Great. What am I going to do for a whole hour? Why did father even take me along?" Draco said to himself "Well, I guess I can get something to eat."
Draco went inside a cute little ice cream parlor. It was very 60s style. A girl wearing a bright pink dress and huge blonde hair asked Draco "Can I get you anything love.?"
Draco was disgusted at her. She was chewing gum so loudly AND she had just called him love. "Yea, umm I want to have a chocolate ice-cream, you DO have chocolate ice-cream right?"
"Oh, of course we do love, here, I'll get you some" She started to scoop some onto a big waffle cone.
Draco took the ice cream and the woman looked expectantly at him to pay for it. "Oh, right" Draco dug in his pocket and pulled out a handful of wizerding money and put it on the table. The woman behind the counter named Trish took one look at the money and laughed.
"I'm sorry dear, I don't know what kind of money this is, but you can't pay for this using. THAT." "What are you talking about woman? This is good money! You WILL take this!"
"I'm sorry, love, but I cant."
"Fine, whatever. Umm I don't have anything else though!"
"Well, then I'll just hold onto this," Trish took the ice cream out of Draco's hand "Until you can find you mommy or daddy to find you some money, alright dear. Don't forget to take your play money with you."
Draco walked out of the shop fuming. ::Great, now he cant buy anything because these stupid muggles are to dense to take his money, what in the world is there to do around here for free:: Draco was absent mindly leaning against a car. ::Hmm, I got to hand it to the muggles on this one, I really like their car! I KNOW! I'll drive a car that should keep me entertained for a hour::
Draco was in luck; the car that he was leaning on was unlocked AND had the keys in it. Draco soon found out why. As soon as Draco sat in the car he saw a man staring at him through the window of the ice cream shop.
"GET OUT OF MY CAR!" He yelled
Draco panicked, he pushed all the buttons, moved all the levers and turned the big wheel thingy in front of him but nothing seemed to make the car go.
"DAMMIT" He yelled as he stomped his foot down onto a peddle. The Car sprang to life, it went flying ((not really flying)) backwards and nearly hit a little old lady crossing the street with grocery's. By now a policeman who was enjoying a banana spit saw what was happening. "HALT" He yelled as he ran out of the shop "THAT IS ILLEGAL! YOU THERE, BOY , STOP THAT NONSENCE RIGHT NOW."
Draco shook his head. He was still going backwards and he didn't know how to stop. "FORWARD" he yelled at the car, hoping that it could hear him. "GO FORWARD YOU STUPID PIECE OF JUNK." But, since the car didn't have ears he continued to go backwards, he went so far backwards in fact that he hit a tree. "FUCK!"
::End of Memory::
"And then they brought me here. I refused to tell them my name so they just said that I had to stay in here until I could be claimed. I got one phone call, but I didn't use it. I don't know how I'm going to get out of this one Harry!" Draco buried his head into his hands.
Harry felt extremely bad for the boy. He had been listening intently at the story, and laughing with him. Even thought Malfoy was a twit, he still was in really big trouble and he didn't need another enemy at that moment.
"It's going to be okay, Malfoy. Just don't worry about it. I'm in here too, we can keep each other company." He looked into his eyes, his sexy silver eyes.
Malfoy smiled a very sexy, sad smile.
"Hey, why are you in here anyway?"
A/N- REVIEW! I don't know if you will like this, but I do! I made this up during church (I'm twisted, I know) but if you would PLEASE review then I will write more tonight! Oh, and 24 days till Christmas! HURRAY!
REVIEW, REVIEW! I really need you to review, or I will- I'll just die! LIFE or DEATH SIDUATION HERE!
Oh my, I watched the movie! DRACO IS SO HOT! Man, he turns me on like a light switch.
A/N- Okay, the title of this chapter is really lame. I'm just trying this whole thing out. I know their isn't a lot of thinking in this chapter. The next chapter I will have more of what they think about each other. I'm writing really fast here, so please review!
Harry stared.
"Malfoy?"
The figure turned around very slowly.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Malfoy asked very slowly. But his heart was racing.
"I was just about to ask you the same question."
Draco turned back around to face the wall. "Stupid Muggles" he muttered under his breath. " Who ever made jay walking a crime?
Harry laughed "Your. You're in here for Jay walking? Isn't that just crossing the street without a crosswalk?"
"That IS jay walking, last time I checked" Malfoy said coolly
"Your in here for jay walking?"
"Can they even put someone in jail for it?"
"I guess so," laughed Harry. This was all very amusing for him. "So, you just crossed the street and they threw you in here?"
"No,"
"Well, you just said that -"
"What I said potter, was 'who ever made it a crime'."
"Well, I assumed that you meant -"
"Don't assume, it's not a nice characteristic to have in a person."
"Let me get this straight, you weren't jay walking?
"No"
"Then what was the point"?
"Entertainment"
"Well, why are you here then?"
"None of your business potter."
"Fine."
"Fine."
They sat in silence for a while. It wasn't really quiet though cause the man in the 3rd cell was still singing, "don t cry for me Argentina, The truth is I never left you"
After about 2 hours Harry was very bored with himself. He kept thinking about Draco in ways that made him sick. He didn't like Malfoy. Malfoy was a stupid git. It was impossible to like him! First, he was a guy. Second, it was MALFOY! Then He heard Malfoy doing something in the corner. It sounded like he was scrapping something.
"What are you doing?"
More scrapping
"Malfoy?"
Nothing
Harry got up and walked to the far side of the room. He stopped behind Draco who was sitting on the floor. It was really dark and Harry couldn't make out what he was crouching over. "What are you doing?" he repeated again
This time Malfoy sat up, giving Harry the perfect view of what he was trying to do. There was a small hole in the ground and a spoon in Malfoy's hand. Harry could not help but laugh out loud.
"Do you really think that you are going to get free by DIGGING yourself out?" It was hard for Harry to speak between fits of laughter.
"Shut up Potter, you have no idea! I have to find a way to get out of here before my father finds out about this, I would be.. Well, you have no idea, you and your pansy muggle family." Harry could see that Malfoy was genuine and really did want to get out for fear of his father. He felt sorry for the blonde haired boy sitting in front of him He wanted to make him feel better. Then he started to feel sick with himself.
"Well, I just don't think that your best bet would be to dig your way out with a spoon."
"You got any better ideas Potter?" Malfoy snapped.
"Not right now, but I mean, I don't think that you are going to get very far with a spoon."
No one spoke. There was nothing to say. It was awkward. Harry sat down with his back against the wall, facing Malfoy's left.
"Why can't you go home?"
"None of your business potter" Malfoy turned so that Harry couldn't see his face.
"Fine."
"Fine"
"But," Harry added "But, what in the world did you do to get in here in the first place?" Harry's voice wasn't full of its usual hatred. He really wanted to know what in the world Malfoy had done to get in jail, a muggle prison.
"It's a long story."
"I've got time."
"Your very annoying, you know that potter?"
"Yes, I know, now please tell." Harry said tryingly
"Fine," Malfoy sighed "I was in the muggle world with my father."
::Memory of Draco Malfoy::
"Draco, hurry up. I don't want to be in the pitiful world for much longer, it's making me sick."
"Yes, father" Malfoy quickened his step to be in line with his fathers long paces.
"Why are we here anyway?"
"I have to pick up something for my work. I told you this already Draco."
"I know you did father, but you never told me what we needed to get yet."
"I didn't tell you for a reason, Draco. I will tell you only what you need to know and that's all you need to know. Now stop asking me questions. I have to run around and get a few things and you are slowing me down. Just keep yourself out of trouble while I go. I'll meet you here in an hour."
Draco looked around at his surroundings. There were tiny muggle shops all around him. Anyone would have thought that this was quite a pretty part of town, not Draco. To him it looked dirty and ugly.
"Yes, father, but were exactly is here?" Draco turned around to look at his father but he wasn't there. He had already vanished.
"Great. What am I going to do for a whole hour? Why did father even take me along?" Draco said to himself "Well, I guess I can get something to eat."
Draco went inside a cute little ice cream parlor. It was very 60s style. A girl wearing a bright pink dress and huge blonde hair asked Draco "Can I get you anything love.?"
Draco was disgusted at her. She was chewing gum so loudly AND she had just called him love. "Yea, umm I want to have a chocolate ice-cream, you DO have chocolate ice-cream right?"
"Oh, of course we do love, here, I'll get you some" She started to scoop some onto a big waffle cone.
Draco took the ice cream and the woman looked expectantly at him to pay for it. "Oh, right" Draco dug in his pocket and pulled out a handful of wizerding money and put it on the table. The woman behind the counter named Trish took one look at the money and laughed.
"I'm sorry dear, I don't know what kind of money this is, but you can't pay for this using. THAT." "What are you talking about woman? This is good money! You WILL take this!"
"I'm sorry, love, but I cant."
"Fine, whatever. Umm I don't have anything else though!"
"Well, then I'll just hold onto this," Trish took the ice cream out of Draco's hand "Until you can find you mommy or daddy to find you some money, alright dear. Don't forget to take your play money with you."
Draco walked out of the shop fuming. ::Great, now he cant buy anything because these stupid muggles are to dense to take his money, what in the world is there to do around here for free:: Draco was absent mindly leaning against a car. ::Hmm, I got to hand it to the muggles on this one, I really like their car! I KNOW! I'll drive a car that should keep me entertained for a hour::
Draco was in luck; the car that he was leaning on was unlocked AND had the keys in it. Draco soon found out why. As soon as Draco sat in the car he saw a man staring at him through the window of the ice cream shop.
"GET OUT OF MY CAR!" He yelled
Draco panicked, he pushed all the buttons, moved all the levers and turned the big wheel thingy in front of him but nothing seemed to make the car go.
"DAMMIT" He yelled as he stomped his foot down onto a peddle. The Car sprang to life, it went flying ((not really flying)) backwards and nearly hit a little old lady crossing the street with grocery's. By now a policeman who was enjoying a banana spit saw what was happening. "HALT" He yelled as he ran out of the shop "THAT IS ILLEGAL! YOU THERE, BOY , STOP THAT NONSENCE RIGHT NOW."
Draco shook his head. He was still going backwards and he didn't know how to stop. "FORWARD" he yelled at the car, hoping that it could hear him. "GO FORWARD YOU STUPID PIECE OF JUNK." But, since the car didn't have ears he continued to go backwards, he went so far backwards in fact that he hit a tree. "FUCK!"
::End of Memory::
"And then they brought me here. I refused to tell them my name so they just said that I had to stay in here until I could be claimed. I got one phone call, but I didn't use it. I don't know how I'm going to get out of this one Harry!" Draco buried his head into his hands.
Harry felt extremely bad for the boy. He had been listening intently at the story, and laughing with him. Even thought Malfoy was a twit, he still was in really big trouble and he didn't need another enemy at that moment.
"It's going to be okay, Malfoy. Just don't worry about it. I'm in here too, we can keep each other company." He looked into his eyes, his sexy silver eyes.
Malfoy smiled a very sexy, sad smile.
"Hey, why are you in here anyway?"
A/N- REVIEW! I don't know if you will like this, but I do! I made this up during church (I'm twisted, I know) but if you would PLEASE review then I will write more tonight! Oh, and 24 days till Christmas! HURRAY!
REVIEW, REVIEW! I really need you to review, or I will- I'll just die! LIFE or DEATH SIDUATION HERE!