The day was bright and sunny, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and everyone
was talking excitedly about the Hogsmeade visit today.
"Come on, tell me what you're going to do to us," Harry asked for about the 50th time that morning.
"Not telling," replied Hermione for about the 50th time that morning.
Ron and Draco grinned as the two bickered. Suddenly, Hermione turned to them as if remembering something.
"Oh, right," she said. "Today Snape is holding an extra credit potions class! We're all going!"
"What?" cried out Harry instantly.
Ron shook his head. "Trust Hermione to find a way to get extra credit at an extra credit unit." He shook his head again. "Bloody insane."
"I quite agree," Draco said, "But I think Hermione has ulterior motives . . . perhaps staring at Snape?"
Hermione's eyes got wide. "EWW! NO!"
Ron, too, got angry. "Yeah! Why would she do that?"
"Seems like you don't want her staring at anyone but you then?" Draco said swiftly, watching as both Hermione and Ron turned random shades of red.
"Feh," Hermione finally said, as she got up to get ready to go to Hogsmeade.
"Tell us what you're going to do to us!" Harry called.
"NO!" she said, and stormed out. Ron followed.
Draco turned to Harry. "So, shall we set our plan in motion then?"
"Indeed."
~~~
Harry and Draco therefore told Hermione and Ron that they'd go on their date first and meet up with them later. Hermione and Ron had nodded, and even Draco was a tiny bit afraid of the evil grin Hermione gave them as they turned to walk away.
Neither of them was wearing their dresses; they figured they'd have a proper sit down type restaurant date Sunday, and they would have the loser of the Quidditch match wear the dress.
"So, set our plan in motion and eat, or eat and then set our plan in motion?" asked Harry. Draco shrugged.
"Whichever you prefer."
"My, you're quite the gentleman."
"I'm practicing for Sunday."
Harry scowled, pretending to be angry. "What makes you so sure you'll win?"
"The fact," Draco replied, "That I know I'll win. Duh."
Harry sighed, but grinned nonetheless. "Let's go eat."
They walked off in the direction of the nearest casual restaurant.
~~~
"Ok, now, all we have to do is wait for the most appropriate moment, and then go ahead with our plan," said Hermione softly, watching Draco and Harry out of the corner of her eyes. She was standing outside the restaurant the two had just gone into.
"I still say this is rather mean," Ron said.
"Well, you said yourself, they've done it all! This isn't much worse," Hermione said logically.
"Well, yes, they've snogged in front of the others, and cross-dressed and went on dates, but still . . ." Ron paused. "I think it'll be quite awkward if they snog in front of everyone in the Three Broomsticks. There's a difference, you know."
"Yes, yes," Hermione said impatiently, "But see, all we're going to do, see, is give them the nudge to make them do it. Think of it as, oh, HELPING them."
"I guess," Ron said, "But . . ."
"Listen, think of it as do it or I hex you into next year." She gave him the packet of powder that would put Draco and Harry under the proper spell. "Now, go do it!"
Ron nodded mutely, and scrambled off into the restaurant. "Um, hey guys."
"Hi Ron," acknowledged Harry.
"Where's Hermione?" Draco asked suspiciously.
"She's, eh, somewhere," said Ron, gesturing vaguely. "Can you believe . . . extra potions class . . . that sucks, doesn't it?"
"Yeah," agreed Harry, "I can't believe she didn't ask first!"
"And I can't believe just because I'm your boyfriend I got roped into it!"
"Oh, come on, you know you don't mind."
"Well, maybe I do."
"Well, so?"
While Harry and Draco argued and whatnot, Ron slipped the powder in their drinks. "Heh heh," he said, "I think I see Hermione, I've got to go, see you guys later, don't have too much fun," he practically ran out.
"What's his problem?"
"Haven't a clue."
They both sipped their drinks unaware of what Ron had put in them.
~~~
"You got the powder in, right?" Hermione looked anxiously at Ron, who nodded. "Ok, it's very important that we let them alone for thirty minutes until it gets to work, and then we bring them into the Three Broomsticks."
"So what EXACTLY does this powder do?" Ron asked.
"I've told you, over and over, it's merely a simple powder that will caused Harry and Draco to do whatever I say to them."
"A simple powder?" Ron said, eyebrow raised. "That seems rather complex to me."
"Shush you. Now, let's go get something to drink while we wait."
~~~
After finishing eating, Harry and Draco casually walked into Zonko's. After looking around, they ambled up to the counter and asked if they could talk to the manager.
They were taken to a small room in the back, and the manager, a laughing wizard, who looked exactly like he belonged here, came in.
"So, what can I do for you guys?" he asked jovially.
"Well, we wanted to help get our friends together," Harry began hesitantly.
"Playing matchmaker, are you? Well, what do you need then, I'm sure we can help."
Draco glanced at Harry. "Well, we were wondering. If we bring them in, could you do something like, I don't know, 50,000th person to enter the shop or 333rd to buy whatever they buy, but whatever it is, they win a free, binding date."
"Hmmmm," said the wizard.
"We'll be paying for all the expenses of their date, just we can't let them know we did this," Harry added. "So, can you please help?"
The wizard looked thoughtful for a minute, and then broke into a huge grin. "Yeah! You know what kids, that idea sounds great! Give me a minute, I'll be right back."
Draco and Harry nodded, and waited until he was gone, before starting to talk.
"This is going to be great!" Harry said happily. "I figure they can go to a restaurant and . . . I dunno, what else?"
Draco looked thoughtful for a bit. "We could give them a gift certificate to a shop and they could go buy stuff together."
"How cute," Harry said, grinning.
The wizard came back. "Ok, all we need to know is who your friends are and we'll take care of the rest."
"Ok," said Harry. "Here's money for a dinner and shopping. Ron and Hermione. Ron has bright red hair, and Hermione has very bushy brown hair. We'll be right behind them."
"And when will they be in here?" asked the Wizard.
"Somewhere in the hour," replied Harry.
The wizard nodded, and wished them luck. They grinned as they walked outside.
"There you two are!" Came Hermione's voice.
"We've been looking all over for you," added Ron.
"Oh, well, we're here now," Harry said, hoping that they wouldn't know what they were up to.
"Great, let's go get a drink at the Three Broomsticks," said Hermione, grabbing Harry and Draco by their wrists and practically dragging them.
"Ok," they agreed immediately.
Hermione grinned at Ron. 'I think it worked' she thought happily to herself. 'This is just TOO fun.'
They arrived at the Three Broomsticks, and Ron got the drinks quickly.
"Do they notice that they are like agreeing with you on everything?" Ron asked quietly as he gave Hermione her drink.
"They haven't a clue," grinned Hermione proudly.
About five minutes later, Hermione decided it was time to have fun. "Hey, Harry, Draco?"
"Yeah?" They replied at exactly the same time.
"Can I ask a favor?" They both nodded, so Hermione continued, "Would you two hold hands for me?" The two of them did so immediately.
"Wow," said Ron, amazed that the powder did work rather well.
"And you sit on Harry's lap, Draco?" Hermione continued. "And Harry, would you put your arms around him?" They were in the farthest corner of the bar, where they would be less noticed, but they were still noticeable nonetheless.
Hermione could barely contain her excitement; her plan was working wonderfully! "Ok, now would you guys snog for the next half hour?"
"Hermione!" Ron said, "Half an hour?"
"Why not?" Shrugged Hermione. Harry and Draco had already gotten their tongues into each others mouths and were busily trying to win control of the kiss. Ron had a feeling this was going to be VERY much like the Truth or Dare episode.
He was right; in less than two minutes, Harry's hands were already wandering, as were Draco's. The only good thing for Draco was that since Harry's back was against the wall, no one could see what HE was doing.
"Hermione, are you sure about this?" Ron asked for what was probably the 50th time of the day, but he didn't really mean it anymore. A few people were turning to watch the two go at it, and it gave him (well, besides the fact that he felt a tiny bit bad for them) a good feeling to know they were getting back at them (for what, who knows, but it was war!)
"It's perfectly fine," Hermione replied, hardly listening. She was making sure that they didn't go too far. There WERE limitations to her evilness.
But those were pretty flexible.
~~~
All Draco and Harry cared about right now was tasting each other, feeling how hot they were, and feeling how close they felt. Dimly, they both felt as if something was wrong, but they dismissed the feelings right away. Harry briefly felt déjà vu, of something, but he couldn't place it.
"Mmmmm," Harry moaned a little, happily. Draco nipped at his tongue, and then they went back to kissing.
"You know, some of the people are looking like they are enjoying this too much." Ron said to Hermione. Among these people were a blonde haired girl with blue eyes and a black haired girl with violet eyes. Not to mention a few older people. And then there were the younger people who had no clue what was going on.
"Oh, shush, Ron," Hermione said, but called out to them, "Calm down a little, you two."
Instantly, Harry's hand came out from Draco's pants. However, a minute later, it was back there again, and Hermione knew she was fighting a losing battle. In fact, it looked like the bartender was about too decide that was TOO much affection for public and tell them off, so Hermione whispered her final command. "Stop."
In less than a second, Draco was back in his seat. Quite a few people said, "Awwww," and some people called out, "Encore, encore!"
"Umm, Hermione?" Harry finally asked, glancing around, "Why is everyone looking at us? And why is Draco so flushed?"
"I'm flushed? You should see your face!"
Harry slowly put two and two together, and glared at Hermione. "You didn't . . . did you?"
Hermione grinned, and nodded.
"I'll kill you!" groaned Harry.
"That means we win the battle, eh?"
"But not the war," retorted Draco quickly. He glanced at Harry, who nodded. Time for payback.
"Hey, I wanted to pick up some stuff at Zonko's, so let's head over there. I'll let you guys pick out something since you got us pretty good." Harry said.
Ron and Hermione high fived and followed Draco and Harry into the shop. Suddenly, streamers fell down, and loud trumpets played from somewhere. The wizard Harry and Draco had talked to earlier that day came into the shop, and strode over to wear Hermione and Ron were looking around, wondering what was going on.
"Congratulations!" said the wizard happily, "You're the 500th couple to enter this building today! As your prize, you get a free dinner and shopping spree."
"But . . . we're not a couple," protested Ron, but the wizard waved his hand as if to brush the matter aside.
"It matters not, you two now have a free dinner and so go ahead and use it!" the wizard said.
"But . . ." Hermione couldn't find anything to say, so she glanced over to where Harry and Draco were holding up one figure each, to indicate the score was one to one.
"Here's your money for your meal! You must go, I insist!" said the wizard, pressing gold galleons into Ron's hands. "And then, a shopping spree for the lady!" added the wizard, giving coins to Hermione.
By now, everyone in the shop was watching, and Harry and Draco could hardly keep from laughing. Hermione and Ron were both very red as the wizard escorted them to the restaurant across the street and bid them to have a good time.
"Thanks a ton," muttered Harry as the wizard went back to his office.
"No problem, that was FUN!" replied the wizard. He walked off, muttering about setting up a matchmaking corporation.
~~~
"I'd say that was successful then," Draco said as the two of them sat on a bench, watching everyone walk by.
"Indeed. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if they kill us later," Harry smiled, "But it'll be all worth it. Especially with that Potions class we have to take today! We'll probably be the only people, I swear!"
"If you get bored," Draco said, "I think I can think of some ways to keep you occupied."
"Oh?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. Draco didn't have time to respond, as at that minute a shrill voice called out.
"There you two are!"
It was Hermione. She was practically running towards them, with Ron in tow, "I can't believe you did that to us! I was SO embarrassed!"
"You can't talk about embarrassment," Harry said, "Not after what you did to us."
Hermione calmed down a little then, and in a few minutes was even able to laugh about it - a little tiny bit, but it was better than nothing.
"You have to admit, it was ingenious," Draco said.
Hermione glared, as did Ron, but they both nodded. "As was our plan too, no?"
Reluctantly, Harry and Draco nodded too. Because, they were still all friends, and of course, they had to be all happy, because a certain author refuses to write anything but happy at the minute.
~~~
They got back from Hogsmeade thirty minutes before the Potions class was due to start. Hermione went off to get her books, and Ron, Draco, and Harry sat around, talking about Quidditch.
"We're so going to win this time," Ron said. Harry scowled; without Hermione here, he was outnumbered two to one.
"Talking is all you two can do," grinned Harry.
"More than you can say, I'm afraid," Draco replied sweetly.
"Oh, you're just asking to be smacked," Harry said.
Ron grinned. A minute later, Hermione reappeared with her books, and they set off for the dungeons. As it turned out, they weren't the only people there. Besides them was the ever-present purple-eyed black haired girl. Also, some people desperate for extra credit to stay in school were there too, but that was only three people (a snotty pair of 2nd years and a poor 1st year who reminded Harry of Neville).
Snape stormed into the dungeons, and glanced at them all. "Today we'll be brewing a complex potion, so I expect you all to pay CLOSE attention." He glared at them all again, except he glared extra at Harry.
Harry groaned; this was going to be BORING.
As Hermione listened intently to every word Snape said, Harry, Ron and Draco passed notes.
~This is SO annoying~ wrote Harry ~Snape's probably going to make ME test my potion for everyone to see~
~He does hate you~ agreed Ron.
~I'll help you~ added Draco.
~How cute~ wrote Ron. Draco glared at Ron, who smiled innocently, and then got poked by Hermione, who glared at them all and pointed to Snape to indicate that they should all PAY ATTENTION.
"And, so, let's review before getting to work," finished Snape. Suddenly, Harry realized Draco was NOT sitting next to him. That was when he felt something bump against his legs. He glanced down, and turned pale.
Draco grinned up at him angelically from the floor. Harry's eyes grew wide. 'He wouldn't. . . couldn't . . . not here . . . not now . . .' Harry thought, but it was obvious Draco would.
"Now," said Snape, blissfully unaware of what was occurring under the table next to him. "Who can tell me what the main ingredient in this potion is, and why?"
Hermione rose her hand, so Snape called on her reluctantly, and Hermione said promptly, "Powdered unicorn horns are used in this potion because they help enhance the rest of the potion."
"Correct."
As Snape continued, Harry squirmed in his seat. Draco had expertly undone his belt and pants in mere seconds, and had managed to pull them down enough, but was smart enough to keep Harry's robes arranged around him so that no one would notice.
"Also, there are a number of smaller, but almost as important ingredients in this potion," Snape continued. Harry continued to squirm and hoped no one would notice how flushed he was getting.
Snape gave Harry the 'Look' he reserved just for him. "Potter. Why is a only a drop of spider juice added to this potion?"
Harry swallowed, and tried to force his voice to come out normally. "The potio-oooh-n, -mmmm- erm, I mean, the spider juice - AH! - adds the needed glue of -oh oh- the potion, so to speak." Harry turned bright red and tried harder to keep his voice calm, but underneath the table, Draco had other plans.
For starters, he bit neatly down on Harry, gently, but still firmly. Harry yelped.
"Mr. Potter, what ever is so amusing that you can't answer my question?" Snape asked, glaring.
Harry shook his head; he couldn't even try to speak at the moment.
"Are you ok Harry?" Hermione asked, but she had a good idea of what was happening, as did Ron.
"Mr. Potter! Are you going to answer me or not?"
"So-OH!-rry, Professor," Harry managed. He tried to kick at Draco, but Draco nimbly moved out of the way while still managing to torture him with his mouth.
"I can answer, Professor," said the purple eyed girl. Snape glared at Harry a full minute before turning to her and nodded. She grinned.
After what seemed like an eternity (well, only to Harry. Hermione and Ron were enjoying watching him be tortured), Harry finally came, and Draco swallowed every drop, before popping back up from under the table.
"I'm SO going to kill you," muttered Harry.
Snape glanced over at their table, did a double take, and asked, "Mr. Malfoy, when did YOU arrive here?"
~~~
Hah! That was, without a doubt, my longest chapter. Seriously. O.O
I've come to the conclusion that I write these chapters at night so I can't feel embarrassed by what I wrote, since I'm too tired =p
"Come on, tell me what you're going to do to us," Harry asked for about the 50th time that morning.
"Not telling," replied Hermione for about the 50th time that morning.
Ron and Draco grinned as the two bickered. Suddenly, Hermione turned to them as if remembering something.
"Oh, right," she said. "Today Snape is holding an extra credit potions class! We're all going!"
"What?" cried out Harry instantly.
Ron shook his head. "Trust Hermione to find a way to get extra credit at an extra credit unit." He shook his head again. "Bloody insane."
"I quite agree," Draco said, "But I think Hermione has ulterior motives . . . perhaps staring at Snape?"
Hermione's eyes got wide. "EWW! NO!"
Ron, too, got angry. "Yeah! Why would she do that?"
"Seems like you don't want her staring at anyone but you then?" Draco said swiftly, watching as both Hermione and Ron turned random shades of red.
"Feh," Hermione finally said, as she got up to get ready to go to Hogsmeade.
"Tell us what you're going to do to us!" Harry called.
"NO!" she said, and stormed out. Ron followed.
Draco turned to Harry. "So, shall we set our plan in motion then?"
"Indeed."
~~~
Harry and Draco therefore told Hermione and Ron that they'd go on their date first and meet up with them later. Hermione and Ron had nodded, and even Draco was a tiny bit afraid of the evil grin Hermione gave them as they turned to walk away.
Neither of them was wearing their dresses; they figured they'd have a proper sit down type restaurant date Sunday, and they would have the loser of the Quidditch match wear the dress.
"So, set our plan in motion and eat, or eat and then set our plan in motion?" asked Harry. Draco shrugged.
"Whichever you prefer."
"My, you're quite the gentleman."
"I'm practicing for Sunday."
Harry scowled, pretending to be angry. "What makes you so sure you'll win?"
"The fact," Draco replied, "That I know I'll win. Duh."
Harry sighed, but grinned nonetheless. "Let's go eat."
They walked off in the direction of the nearest casual restaurant.
~~~
"Ok, now, all we have to do is wait for the most appropriate moment, and then go ahead with our plan," said Hermione softly, watching Draco and Harry out of the corner of her eyes. She was standing outside the restaurant the two had just gone into.
"I still say this is rather mean," Ron said.
"Well, you said yourself, they've done it all! This isn't much worse," Hermione said logically.
"Well, yes, they've snogged in front of the others, and cross-dressed and went on dates, but still . . ." Ron paused. "I think it'll be quite awkward if they snog in front of everyone in the Three Broomsticks. There's a difference, you know."
"Yes, yes," Hermione said impatiently, "But see, all we're going to do, see, is give them the nudge to make them do it. Think of it as, oh, HELPING them."
"I guess," Ron said, "But . . ."
"Listen, think of it as do it or I hex you into next year." She gave him the packet of powder that would put Draco and Harry under the proper spell. "Now, go do it!"
Ron nodded mutely, and scrambled off into the restaurant. "Um, hey guys."
"Hi Ron," acknowledged Harry.
"Where's Hermione?" Draco asked suspiciously.
"She's, eh, somewhere," said Ron, gesturing vaguely. "Can you believe . . . extra potions class . . . that sucks, doesn't it?"
"Yeah," agreed Harry, "I can't believe she didn't ask first!"
"And I can't believe just because I'm your boyfriend I got roped into it!"
"Oh, come on, you know you don't mind."
"Well, maybe I do."
"Well, so?"
While Harry and Draco argued and whatnot, Ron slipped the powder in their drinks. "Heh heh," he said, "I think I see Hermione, I've got to go, see you guys later, don't have too much fun," he practically ran out.
"What's his problem?"
"Haven't a clue."
They both sipped their drinks unaware of what Ron had put in them.
~~~
"You got the powder in, right?" Hermione looked anxiously at Ron, who nodded. "Ok, it's very important that we let them alone for thirty minutes until it gets to work, and then we bring them into the Three Broomsticks."
"So what EXACTLY does this powder do?" Ron asked.
"I've told you, over and over, it's merely a simple powder that will caused Harry and Draco to do whatever I say to them."
"A simple powder?" Ron said, eyebrow raised. "That seems rather complex to me."
"Shush you. Now, let's go get something to drink while we wait."
~~~
After finishing eating, Harry and Draco casually walked into Zonko's. After looking around, they ambled up to the counter and asked if they could talk to the manager.
They were taken to a small room in the back, and the manager, a laughing wizard, who looked exactly like he belonged here, came in.
"So, what can I do for you guys?" he asked jovially.
"Well, we wanted to help get our friends together," Harry began hesitantly.
"Playing matchmaker, are you? Well, what do you need then, I'm sure we can help."
Draco glanced at Harry. "Well, we were wondering. If we bring them in, could you do something like, I don't know, 50,000th person to enter the shop or 333rd to buy whatever they buy, but whatever it is, they win a free, binding date."
"Hmmmm," said the wizard.
"We'll be paying for all the expenses of their date, just we can't let them know we did this," Harry added. "So, can you please help?"
The wizard looked thoughtful for a minute, and then broke into a huge grin. "Yeah! You know what kids, that idea sounds great! Give me a minute, I'll be right back."
Draco and Harry nodded, and waited until he was gone, before starting to talk.
"This is going to be great!" Harry said happily. "I figure they can go to a restaurant and . . . I dunno, what else?"
Draco looked thoughtful for a bit. "We could give them a gift certificate to a shop and they could go buy stuff together."
"How cute," Harry said, grinning.
The wizard came back. "Ok, all we need to know is who your friends are and we'll take care of the rest."
"Ok," said Harry. "Here's money for a dinner and shopping. Ron and Hermione. Ron has bright red hair, and Hermione has very bushy brown hair. We'll be right behind them."
"And when will they be in here?" asked the Wizard.
"Somewhere in the hour," replied Harry.
The wizard nodded, and wished them luck. They grinned as they walked outside.
"There you two are!" Came Hermione's voice.
"We've been looking all over for you," added Ron.
"Oh, well, we're here now," Harry said, hoping that they wouldn't know what they were up to.
"Great, let's go get a drink at the Three Broomsticks," said Hermione, grabbing Harry and Draco by their wrists and practically dragging them.
"Ok," they agreed immediately.
Hermione grinned at Ron. 'I think it worked' she thought happily to herself. 'This is just TOO fun.'
They arrived at the Three Broomsticks, and Ron got the drinks quickly.
"Do they notice that they are like agreeing with you on everything?" Ron asked quietly as he gave Hermione her drink.
"They haven't a clue," grinned Hermione proudly.
About five minutes later, Hermione decided it was time to have fun. "Hey, Harry, Draco?"
"Yeah?" They replied at exactly the same time.
"Can I ask a favor?" They both nodded, so Hermione continued, "Would you two hold hands for me?" The two of them did so immediately.
"Wow," said Ron, amazed that the powder did work rather well.
"And you sit on Harry's lap, Draco?" Hermione continued. "And Harry, would you put your arms around him?" They were in the farthest corner of the bar, where they would be less noticed, but they were still noticeable nonetheless.
Hermione could barely contain her excitement; her plan was working wonderfully! "Ok, now would you guys snog for the next half hour?"
"Hermione!" Ron said, "Half an hour?"
"Why not?" Shrugged Hermione. Harry and Draco had already gotten their tongues into each others mouths and were busily trying to win control of the kiss. Ron had a feeling this was going to be VERY much like the Truth or Dare episode.
He was right; in less than two minutes, Harry's hands were already wandering, as were Draco's. The only good thing for Draco was that since Harry's back was against the wall, no one could see what HE was doing.
"Hermione, are you sure about this?" Ron asked for what was probably the 50th time of the day, but he didn't really mean it anymore. A few people were turning to watch the two go at it, and it gave him (well, besides the fact that he felt a tiny bit bad for them) a good feeling to know they were getting back at them (for what, who knows, but it was war!)
"It's perfectly fine," Hermione replied, hardly listening. She was making sure that they didn't go too far. There WERE limitations to her evilness.
But those were pretty flexible.
~~~
All Draco and Harry cared about right now was tasting each other, feeling how hot they were, and feeling how close they felt. Dimly, they both felt as if something was wrong, but they dismissed the feelings right away. Harry briefly felt déjà vu, of something, but he couldn't place it.
"Mmmmm," Harry moaned a little, happily. Draco nipped at his tongue, and then they went back to kissing.
"You know, some of the people are looking like they are enjoying this too much." Ron said to Hermione. Among these people were a blonde haired girl with blue eyes and a black haired girl with violet eyes. Not to mention a few older people. And then there were the younger people who had no clue what was going on.
"Oh, shush, Ron," Hermione said, but called out to them, "Calm down a little, you two."
Instantly, Harry's hand came out from Draco's pants. However, a minute later, it was back there again, and Hermione knew she was fighting a losing battle. In fact, it looked like the bartender was about too decide that was TOO much affection for public and tell them off, so Hermione whispered her final command. "Stop."
In less than a second, Draco was back in his seat. Quite a few people said, "Awwww," and some people called out, "Encore, encore!"
"Umm, Hermione?" Harry finally asked, glancing around, "Why is everyone looking at us? And why is Draco so flushed?"
"I'm flushed? You should see your face!"
Harry slowly put two and two together, and glared at Hermione. "You didn't . . . did you?"
Hermione grinned, and nodded.
"I'll kill you!" groaned Harry.
"That means we win the battle, eh?"
"But not the war," retorted Draco quickly. He glanced at Harry, who nodded. Time for payback.
"Hey, I wanted to pick up some stuff at Zonko's, so let's head over there. I'll let you guys pick out something since you got us pretty good." Harry said.
Ron and Hermione high fived and followed Draco and Harry into the shop. Suddenly, streamers fell down, and loud trumpets played from somewhere. The wizard Harry and Draco had talked to earlier that day came into the shop, and strode over to wear Hermione and Ron were looking around, wondering what was going on.
"Congratulations!" said the wizard happily, "You're the 500th couple to enter this building today! As your prize, you get a free dinner and shopping spree."
"But . . . we're not a couple," protested Ron, but the wizard waved his hand as if to brush the matter aside.
"It matters not, you two now have a free dinner and so go ahead and use it!" the wizard said.
"But . . ." Hermione couldn't find anything to say, so she glanced over to where Harry and Draco were holding up one figure each, to indicate the score was one to one.
"Here's your money for your meal! You must go, I insist!" said the wizard, pressing gold galleons into Ron's hands. "And then, a shopping spree for the lady!" added the wizard, giving coins to Hermione.
By now, everyone in the shop was watching, and Harry and Draco could hardly keep from laughing. Hermione and Ron were both very red as the wizard escorted them to the restaurant across the street and bid them to have a good time.
"Thanks a ton," muttered Harry as the wizard went back to his office.
"No problem, that was FUN!" replied the wizard. He walked off, muttering about setting up a matchmaking corporation.
~~~
"I'd say that was successful then," Draco said as the two of them sat on a bench, watching everyone walk by.
"Indeed. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if they kill us later," Harry smiled, "But it'll be all worth it. Especially with that Potions class we have to take today! We'll probably be the only people, I swear!"
"If you get bored," Draco said, "I think I can think of some ways to keep you occupied."
"Oh?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow. Draco didn't have time to respond, as at that minute a shrill voice called out.
"There you two are!"
It was Hermione. She was practically running towards them, with Ron in tow, "I can't believe you did that to us! I was SO embarrassed!"
"You can't talk about embarrassment," Harry said, "Not after what you did to us."
Hermione calmed down a little then, and in a few minutes was even able to laugh about it - a little tiny bit, but it was better than nothing.
"You have to admit, it was ingenious," Draco said.
Hermione glared, as did Ron, but they both nodded. "As was our plan too, no?"
Reluctantly, Harry and Draco nodded too. Because, they were still all friends, and of course, they had to be all happy, because a certain author refuses to write anything but happy at the minute.
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They got back from Hogsmeade thirty minutes before the Potions class was due to start. Hermione went off to get her books, and Ron, Draco, and Harry sat around, talking about Quidditch.
"We're so going to win this time," Ron said. Harry scowled; without Hermione here, he was outnumbered two to one.
"Talking is all you two can do," grinned Harry.
"More than you can say, I'm afraid," Draco replied sweetly.
"Oh, you're just asking to be smacked," Harry said.
Ron grinned. A minute later, Hermione reappeared with her books, and they set off for the dungeons. As it turned out, they weren't the only people there. Besides them was the ever-present purple-eyed black haired girl. Also, some people desperate for extra credit to stay in school were there too, but that was only three people (a snotty pair of 2nd years and a poor 1st year who reminded Harry of Neville).
Snape stormed into the dungeons, and glanced at them all. "Today we'll be brewing a complex potion, so I expect you all to pay CLOSE attention." He glared at them all again, except he glared extra at Harry.
Harry groaned; this was going to be BORING.
As Hermione listened intently to every word Snape said, Harry, Ron and Draco passed notes.
~This is SO annoying~ wrote Harry ~Snape's probably going to make ME test my potion for everyone to see~
~He does hate you~ agreed Ron.
~I'll help you~ added Draco.
~How cute~ wrote Ron. Draco glared at Ron, who smiled innocently, and then got poked by Hermione, who glared at them all and pointed to Snape to indicate that they should all PAY ATTENTION.
"And, so, let's review before getting to work," finished Snape. Suddenly, Harry realized Draco was NOT sitting next to him. That was when he felt something bump against his legs. He glanced down, and turned pale.
Draco grinned up at him angelically from the floor. Harry's eyes grew wide. 'He wouldn't. . . couldn't . . . not here . . . not now . . .' Harry thought, but it was obvious Draco would.
"Now," said Snape, blissfully unaware of what was occurring under the table next to him. "Who can tell me what the main ingredient in this potion is, and why?"
Hermione rose her hand, so Snape called on her reluctantly, and Hermione said promptly, "Powdered unicorn horns are used in this potion because they help enhance the rest of the potion."
"Correct."
As Snape continued, Harry squirmed in his seat. Draco had expertly undone his belt and pants in mere seconds, and had managed to pull them down enough, but was smart enough to keep Harry's robes arranged around him so that no one would notice.
"Also, there are a number of smaller, but almost as important ingredients in this potion," Snape continued. Harry continued to squirm and hoped no one would notice how flushed he was getting.
Snape gave Harry the 'Look' he reserved just for him. "Potter. Why is a only a drop of spider juice added to this potion?"
Harry swallowed, and tried to force his voice to come out normally. "The potio-oooh-n, -mmmm- erm, I mean, the spider juice - AH! - adds the needed glue of -oh oh- the potion, so to speak." Harry turned bright red and tried harder to keep his voice calm, but underneath the table, Draco had other plans.
For starters, he bit neatly down on Harry, gently, but still firmly. Harry yelped.
"Mr. Potter, what ever is so amusing that you can't answer my question?" Snape asked, glaring.
Harry shook his head; he couldn't even try to speak at the moment.
"Are you ok Harry?" Hermione asked, but she had a good idea of what was happening, as did Ron.
"Mr. Potter! Are you going to answer me or not?"
"So-OH!-rry, Professor," Harry managed. He tried to kick at Draco, but Draco nimbly moved out of the way while still managing to torture him with his mouth.
"I can answer, Professor," said the purple eyed girl. Snape glared at Harry a full minute before turning to her and nodded. She grinned.
After what seemed like an eternity (well, only to Harry. Hermione and Ron were enjoying watching him be tortured), Harry finally came, and Draco swallowed every drop, before popping back up from under the table.
"I'm SO going to kill you," muttered Harry.
Snape glanced over at their table, did a double take, and asked, "Mr. Malfoy, when did YOU arrive here?"
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Hah! That was, without a doubt, my longest chapter. Seriously. O.O
I've come to the conclusion that I write these chapters at night so I can't feel embarrassed by what I wrote, since I'm too tired =p