Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Guess what! I've been lying this whole time. I really am JK Rowling. I actually wrote Harry Potter. There's a real life Draco Malfoy! And he's all mine. All right.... I'm not JK Rowling.... I don't own this... there is no Draco Malfoy..... and he's not mine. I think I'm going to cry.
Rating: R
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There will be Draco/Harry in this chapter!!!!!!! Let's all stand up and cheer! Yay! There's a catch. You might be extremely pissed at me for the outcome. So, please, don't kill the author. She needs to continue writing this and.... if you kill her she won't be able to do that. Why the hell am I referring to myself in the third person? Sorry for the very, very little Ginny/Harry. You'll barely notice it.
By the way, Christmas is in five days! I have not bought one present for anyone. I must do my Christmas shopping. But that is not important. In this chapter (extra long, because it's Christmas and my gift to you) Draco and Harry are going to be celebrating Chistmas as well. Just pretend it's December, about a month after that scene where Harry told Draco he's marrying Ginny. (Little twit!) I might be writing a one-shot Draco/Harry fic that will be uploaded ON Christmas, so be sure to check that out. Now read!
"God damn it!" I cringed as Ron's loud words met my ears. I saw Hermione do the same. We'd just left Potions. Ron was angry because Snape had assigned us three rolls of parchment for homework. "I'll never have time to do this homework," he said. He kicked a door, which slammed shut.
"Ron Weasley!" Hermione shrieked and I cringed again, "Watch your mouth!"
"Sorry," Ron muttered, though he still looked really peeved.
"You're right, though," Hermione said after a minute of uncomfortable silence, "this is too much, even for Snape. Wonder what's bothering him."
"We could ask Malfoy," I said. The minute I said this, I wondered why I had. Why Malfoy, of all people? Because he's close to Snape, of course.
"We could."
"Except I think he's still mad at me," I admitted. Hermione shot me a long look.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He got mad at me when I told him I want to marry Ginny." My best friends stopped so abruptly, Seamus Finnigan, walking behind us, toppled to the floor.
"Thanks a lot," he muttered, got up and continued on.
"You want to marry my sister?" Ron asked, very quietly.
"Yes I do," I replied. If only it wasn't a lie.
"Oh!" Hermione said, catching our attention, "Gosh... I have to meet Draco. Helping him with his Transfiguration. I'll be at dinner! Bye!" She took off. Ron waited until she was around the corner.
"You're asking my sister to marry you!?" he demanded.
"Yes," I replied. Ron hit me hard on the back.
"All right, brother-in-law," he said, "when are you springing the news on her?"
"I don't know yet. We should work a bit on our relationship. Then I'll ask her."
"Of course," he said, "I'm the best man."
"Sure. Want to start on our homework."
"I guess. Let's go."
*
[Jake placed a short, teasing kiss on Doug's forehead. Doug shuddered and pulled Jake's mouth down to meet his. Jake's tongue intertwined with his lover's. Doug massaged the soft, silky skin of Jake's tongue. It wasn't long before Jake's hand reached down Doug's pants and grabbed his cock. (A/N: I hate that word, but I couldn't think of a better one). Doug gasped and arched his back to let the hand stroke up and down, up and down.....]
I gulped and looked up. I could feel my own erection through the tight material of my jeans. I was reading 'Life in the Fancy' for the second time, in Divination class. The class was working on theory, which gave me plenty of time to read.
Malfoy certainly had wonderful taste in books. 'Life in the Fancy' was so good I had to read it again. Ginny thought I was really weird but it didn't matter. It was a thrilling ride. Reading about Jake and Doug. I particlularly liked Jake. He was always confused about him and Doug being together, but he was the one to try new things in their relationship. It was really very interesting.
I returned to my book.
[After many minutes of this erotic pleasure, Jake and Doug went out to the balcony to talk. They both lit their cigarettes and took a hall simultaneously. Jake sat down on the cold cement of the balcony and Doug sat in a deck chair.
"Doug.... I really love you," came Jake's smooth, proper voice. Doug glanced up at his lover and smiled.
"I love you, too. You know I do. Hey that rhymes!" he said a moment later. Jake smirked, crossing his legs in one smooth action. Everything about Jake was smooth, Doug noted. He seemed to function in an almost inhuman way. He glided rather than walked, he flew rather than ran, he whispered rather than talked and he touched rather than spoke. Doug loved all of it.
Jake brought the du Maurier cigarette to his lips. (A/N: My parents smoke and there's a pack sitting in front of me, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of a brand name). He drew in the dangerous chemicals and addictive nicotine, only to cough violently, then crush the barely started smoke with the heel of his foot. "That shit is horrible." When he swore, it sounded out of this world.
He looked up to find Doug's eyes studying him.
"Yes honey?" he said sweetly. Doug blushed.
"Just watching you. Your every move," he added softly. Jake got to his feet and slipped his legs around Doug's waist. He was sitting right in his Doug's lap. He began placing hungry, rough kisses on the warm mouth in front of him...]
I stopped as the bell clanged loudly throughout my ears. I closed the book and got to my feet. Ron was rubbing his eyes vigrously, the results of one extremely boring lesson. He smiled and pulled a hand through his ginger hair. Then got to his feet as well.
"How was the class?" he asked.
"I wouldn't know. I wasn't paying attention," I replied.
"Right, let's not mention my lack of interest in class to or around Hermione. I don't want her to think I'm not trying."
"You're not."
"Well yeah but this way she doesn't have proof."
"You just don't want her to stop speaking to you."
"That too." He grinned. We set off to find Hermione and Draco. We found them laughing hysterically in the entrance hall.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked.
"Draco," Hermione gasped out, laughing so hard she was lying on the ground on her back. The sight of Draco, reduced to a seven year old seemingly by laughter, was enough to make me laugh a little. Draco was actually rolling on the floor with laughter. Hermione and Draco's laughter bounced around the walls and then meshed together in what sounded like odd music. It was kind of cool. They finally stopped after about five minutes.
"What was so funny?" Ron asked again.
"Oh.... Draco was showing me this dance move he made up a couple days ago and he fell over," Hermione said, going into another fit of giggles, "guess you had to be there." Ron and I shared a glance and then helped Hermione and Draco to their feet.
The thing was, Ron went for Hermione and I was stuck with Draco. I held my hand out, and the minute Draco's skin touched my skin, I felt this inexplicable tingling sensation. It was enough to make me almost drop Draco. I managed to get him to his feet before I wrenched my hand from his grasp. The tingling didn't hurt, but it scared me.
"So...." I said, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "Let's go eat." My friends nodded and we made our way to the Great Hall.
"Hey! Life in the Fancy! How far are you?" Draco asked me suddenly.
"Oh..." I began, and forgetting where I was, who I was, I began squealing like a freaking girl, "I'm at the most adorable part ever! It's when they just had sex, and now they're on the balcony."
"Oh my God!" Draco said, "I love that part. So you haven't got to the reunion scene. Damn, I love that scene."
"No, no. I got there. That's my favourite scene as well! I'm reading this for the second time."
"Wasn't the ending just amazing!?" Draco said.
"Yes!" I said, enthusiastically.
"Crazy cat!" we both shouted at the same time. It was a line from the last scene in Life in the Fancy. That was when I realized how weird I was acting. Hermione and Ron were both watching the exchange with amusement, and there were a couple people looking at us like we were freaks.
"What the hell just happened?" I demanded, more to myelf than to anyone in particular.
"That was cute, Harry," Hermione said and Ron glared at her.
"Dammit! Why is everyone cuter than me?" Ron demanded.
"Because you're ugly," Hermione replied and everyone except Ron burst out laughing, "I'm kidding, honey...." she said after we'd calmed down a little. Draco and I looked at each other and cracked up again.
"What's so funny?" Hermione asked.
"Jake, in the book, calls Doug honey," Draco explained. A huge burst of laughter erupted from my throat that made everyone else snicker.
"Let's go eat in the kitchens. That way we can eat with Draco and not start some sort of feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin," I was saying, although I didn't realize it until all three of my friends turned at looked at me funny.
"Okay," Draco said happily. I smiled at him and we started walking again, "You just called me Draco." I thought about it and realized I had.
"I did, didn't I?" I said, "Well it sounds better than Malfoy anyway." Draco grinned.
"You want to know what bugs me about Life in The Fancy?" I asked. Ron and Hermione started talking amongst themselves.
"That they're always having sex?" Draco offered.
"No, you crazy? I love that!" I said, "No I don't like that Jake had to change for Doug."
"He didn't."
"Yes he did. Remember how at the beginning of the book it says he never smoked or drank. Well when he meets Doug, he takes up smoking and drinking. I don't like that. It seems like he's changing for Doug." The words came tumbling from my mouth. I don't know what was wrong with me today.
"Yes but Doug changed for Jake. So it all balances out," Draco said.
"No he didn't."
"Yes he did. Before Doug met Jake, he was one of those, 'Hey what's up, let's fuck, get lost, don't call me kind of guys' ". I was staring at Draco's mouth during all of this. Because Draco reminded me a bit of Jake. When he swore, it was out of this world! "Then he settled on Jake. You can tell that it was difficult to step out of his routine. Besides, it's important to change for the people you love. That's what I think anyway." I caught the look on Hermione's face over Draco's shoulder. She looked kind of sad.
"What's wrong, Hermione?"
"Oh.... nothing, we're here," she said and the four of us went in for dinner. Weeks later, when I looked back, I would realize how important that moment was.
*
(A/N: I wouldn't dare end it here).
"Watch out!" Ron yelled. Something hit me in the head. I looked at it on the ground and saw it was a roll of streamer paper. Hermione, Ron, Draco and I were devoting time to decorating the Great Hall for the last night Hogwarts would eat together for the holidays.
"Where'd that come from?" I asked.
"I threw it," Ron answered. I paused, giving it time to sink in.
"Why?"
"Oh come on Harry, tis the season to be hit in the head with Christmas decorations." I couldn't help but smile.
"Would you two shut up and blow up those balloons!" Hermione shouted. She and Draco were pinning up a banner that said 'Happy Christmas' on it.
"You shut up, you're making it wobble," Draco said, glaring furiously at her. She'd insisted we do it the muggle way. No one really knew why.
"Fuck this," Draco said (in that out of this world voice) and quickly pulled out his wand, muttering a spell. The banner attached itself to the wall and the balloons hung in the air where those floating candles should have been. (A/N: You know the ones. In the movie Harry Potter you can see the strings holding them up).
"Draco!" Hermione screameed angrily.
"Hermione!" he screamed in exactly the same voice.
"You used magic!" she shouted.
"You used magic!" Draco echoed.
"That's annoying."
"That's annoying."
"Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
"Argh! You annoying git!"
"Argh! You annoying git!"
"SHUT UP!" she screamed, so loud I accidentally popped the balloon I was tying.
"Good God, woman. Strong vocal cords, you've got!" Draco said. Ron and I burst into hysterical laughter. We were hugging each other, trying not to fall over.
"Fuck you!" she said and Ron and I stopped so abruptly, we choked. Draco looked quite surprised.
"Hermione," Ron said in an appreciative tone. Hermione smirked.
"Sorry," she muttered and sat down, "Think I need a break."
"Yes I think you do," Draco said and we all looked at him, "Not helping, am I?"
"So.... think the school will even notice the decorations?" I asked, after a minute of Ron making little flatulent noises with his mouth.
"They better had," Hermione said dangerously. All three of us men took a step back. Suddenly, without warning, Ginny burst into the hall and ran into my arms.
"Harry!" she cried, "Harry! I tried to stop him. He wouldn't leave me alone." There was silence.
"Tried to strop who? Who wouldn't leave you alone?"
"Some Slytherin. He wouldn't stop."
"Stop what?" I demanded. I was worried now. I pushed her to arms length, so I could see her face. There were tears streaming down her face.
"Harry, he kept kissing me and I told him to stop and he wouldn't." I finally understood.
"What did he look like?" I asked.
"Curly blonde hair, creepy black eyes, tall, he was a Slytherin, that's all I can remember," she said.
"That's enough," Draco said, "It was Preston McDougal. Always trying to get with girls. Didn't mean any harm. Well he did, but he was probably very drunk to hit on you." His tone seemed a little "Who would want to hit on Ginny?"
"I mean that you're a Gryffindor and he's a Slytherin," Draco said, realizing he hadn't sounded very nice. Ginny nodded. She'd stopped crying. I pulled her closer and kissed her.
She kissed me back, her tongue trailing along my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth wider to admit her tongue. I stroked it, thinking I'd try out some of the stuff Doug and Jake did in 'Life in the Fancy'.
"Well!" Hermione said loudly, interrupting our kiss, "We should continue decorating. Let's just use our freaking wands this time. We've got about ten minutes before the school comes to dinner." She walked over to Draco and hugged him, which was weird, and muttered a spell. It made some Christmas music filter through the room. Draco walked over to the Christmas tree and began showing off his magic talent by muttering a spell to make the tree turn different colours. Ron and I continued blowing up balloons. Ron said it was practice which made me laugh hysterically for a couple minutes. Ginny was looking at all the things we'd done so far.
"Okay!" Hermione said ten minutes later, "Let's sit down." We went and sat down at the Gryffindor table, Draco as well, and waited. Suddenly the doors opened and people began piling into the hall. Some cheered when they saw what it looked like, some stopped in their tracks. It was quite interesting to watch.
Not long after, everyone was seated and the teachers were looking impressed. Dumbledore stood up.
"I believe Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy should get full credit for making this happen! Twenty points to all of you." We looked at each other and nodded our heads in appreciation. "Thank you very much."
Dinner was great. I ate lots of food and then I drank a lot of the bottle of champaign we'd brought in celebration. I was rather tipsy throughout dinner. I kept telling everyone I loved them. But if I was bad, Ron was worse. He was smacking everyone, saying they were bad people. It was pretty funny.
I decided I wanted to talk to Draco for some reason. There was something important I had to ask him about the relationship between Ginny and I. I poked Draco and he looked up at me.
"Yes?"
"Can we talk in private for a minute?" I asked. Was it my imagination or did Draco look a little happy. It was. He shrugged and stood up. I did as well and we left the hall together. We entered an empty classroom. For some reason I felt uncomfortable sitting so I lead him to the centre of the room and smiled at him.
"Hi," Draco said in a quiet voice.
"Hello. Did you see Pansy in Potions today? It was a riot! Was that your work?" I asked.
"Yeah," Draco said, "It might have been due to the fact that she insulted Hermione."
"You know," I realized, "You became our friend two months ago. You're such a nice person. I can't believe I never noticed it before."
"Well I wasn't very nice to you three, and I insulted you all the time, plus -" Draco babbled.
"Shh!" I interrupted and I guess the alcohol got to me. Because I put my index finger on his lips, silencing him. I stared into those silver eyes. They were fixed on mine. There was high amount of passion between us.
Draco's tongue shot out and he licked my finger. He actually licked my finger! It was such an intimate moment. But I had a girlfriend. I wasn't supposed to be enjoying a boy's mouth exploring mine. Because that's what was happening. Draco was kissing me fiercely, passionately, urgently, as though he was putting all his feelings into that kiss. And if that wasn;t bad, well, I was kidding him back! Just as fiercely and passionately. Draco's hands flew to my neck and he moaned softly. My hands went automatically to his hair. It was as soft as I thought it would be.
"Oh Harry," Draco moaned, "Oh God, Harry!" He pulled me into another fiery kiss. I could feel my erection through my pants.
What!? I was kissing Draco Malfoy, a guy. And I had a girlfriend! This was not a good sight!
I pulled away.
I am so mean. As I said before..... please don't kill me. The next chapter is in the works, should be out in a week or so. Don't forget to check out my one-shot Draco/Harry fic. It's got nothing to do with this, though. Remember that.
Um... I'm not very good at writing romance so I might be a little repetitive. Not to mention extremely bad at it. So please don't tell me in your review how bad I am at it.
Do tell me what you though, though! I definitely need feddback. Any typos or whatnot, I apologize for!
Happy holidays!
Tine
Disclaimer: Guess what! I've been lying this whole time. I really am JK Rowling. I actually wrote Harry Potter. There's a real life Draco Malfoy! And he's all mine. All right.... I'm not JK Rowling.... I don't own this... there is no Draco Malfoy..... and he's not mine. I think I'm going to cry.
Rating: R
Author's Note: Reviews! Every time I get one, I get this feeling of indescribable bliss. I'd like to thank the following people. Very long, bear with me!
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There will be Draco/Harry in this chapter!!!!!!! Let's all stand up and cheer! Yay! There's a catch. You might be extremely pissed at me for the outcome. So, please, don't kill the author. She needs to continue writing this and.... if you kill her she won't be able to do that. Why the hell am I referring to myself in the third person? Sorry for the very, very little Ginny/Harry. You'll barely notice it.
By the way, Christmas is in five days! I have not bought one present for anyone. I must do my Christmas shopping. But that is not important. In this chapter (extra long, because it's Christmas and my gift to you) Draco and Harry are going to be celebrating Chistmas as well. Just pretend it's December, about a month after that scene where Harry told Draco he's marrying Ginny. (Little twit!) I might be writing a one-shot Draco/Harry fic that will be uploaded ON Christmas, so be sure to check that out. Now read!
"God damn it!" I cringed as Ron's loud words met my ears. I saw Hermione do the same. We'd just left Potions. Ron was angry because Snape had assigned us three rolls of parchment for homework. "I'll never have time to do this homework," he said. He kicked a door, which slammed shut.
"Ron Weasley!" Hermione shrieked and I cringed again, "Watch your mouth!"
"Sorry," Ron muttered, though he still looked really peeved.
"You're right, though," Hermione said after a minute of uncomfortable silence, "this is too much, even for Snape. Wonder what's bothering him."
"We could ask Malfoy," I said. The minute I said this, I wondered why I had. Why Malfoy, of all people? Because he's close to Snape, of course.
"We could."
"Except I think he's still mad at me," I admitted. Hermione shot me a long look.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He got mad at me when I told him I want to marry Ginny." My best friends stopped so abruptly, Seamus Finnigan, walking behind us, toppled to the floor.
"Thanks a lot," he muttered, got up and continued on.
"You want to marry my sister?" Ron asked, very quietly.
"Yes I do," I replied. If only it wasn't a lie.
"Oh!" Hermione said, catching our attention, "Gosh... I have to meet Draco. Helping him with his Transfiguration. I'll be at dinner! Bye!" She took off. Ron waited until she was around the corner.
"You're asking my sister to marry you!?" he demanded.
"Yes," I replied. Ron hit me hard on the back.
"All right, brother-in-law," he said, "when are you springing the news on her?"
"I don't know yet. We should work a bit on our relationship. Then I'll ask her."
"Of course," he said, "I'm the best man."
"Sure. Want to start on our homework."
"I guess. Let's go."
*
[Jake placed a short, teasing kiss on Doug's forehead. Doug shuddered and pulled Jake's mouth down to meet his. Jake's tongue intertwined with his lover's. Doug massaged the soft, silky skin of Jake's tongue. It wasn't long before Jake's hand reached down Doug's pants and grabbed his cock. (A/N: I hate that word, but I couldn't think of a better one). Doug gasped and arched his back to let the hand stroke up and down, up and down.....]
I gulped and looked up. I could feel my own erection through the tight material of my jeans. I was reading 'Life in the Fancy' for the second time, in Divination class. The class was working on theory, which gave me plenty of time to read.
Malfoy certainly had wonderful taste in books. 'Life in the Fancy' was so good I had to read it again. Ginny thought I was really weird but it didn't matter. It was a thrilling ride. Reading about Jake and Doug. I particlularly liked Jake. He was always confused about him and Doug being together, but he was the one to try new things in their relationship. It was really very interesting.
I returned to my book.
[After many minutes of this erotic pleasure, Jake and Doug went out to the balcony to talk. They both lit their cigarettes and took a hall simultaneously. Jake sat down on the cold cement of the balcony and Doug sat in a deck chair.
"Doug.... I really love you," came Jake's smooth, proper voice. Doug glanced up at his lover and smiled.
"I love you, too. You know I do. Hey that rhymes!" he said a moment later. Jake smirked, crossing his legs in one smooth action. Everything about Jake was smooth, Doug noted. He seemed to function in an almost inhuman way. He glided rather than walked, he flew rather than ran, he whispered rather than talked and he touched rather than spoke. Doug loved all of it.
Jake brought the du Maurier cigarette to his lips. (A/N: My parents smoke and there's a pack sitting in front of me, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of a brand name). He drew in the dangerous chemicals and addictive nicotine, only to cough violently, then crush the barely started smoke with the heel of his foot. "That shit is horrible." When he swore, it sounded out of this world.
He looked up to find Doug's eyes studying him.
"Yes honey?" he said sweetly. Doug blushed.
"Just watching you. Your every move," he added softly. Jake got to his feet and slipped his legs around Doug's waist. He was sitting right in his Doug's lap. He began placing hungry, rough kisses on the warm mouth in front of him...]
I stopped as the bell clanged loudly throughout my ears. I closed the book and got to my feet. Ron was rubbing his eyes vigrously, the results of one extremely boring lesson. He smiled and pulled a hand through his ginger hair. Then got to his feet as well.
"How was the class?" he asked.
"I wouldn't know. I wasn't paying attention," I replied.
"Right, let's not mention my lack of interest in class to or around Hermione. I don't want her to think I'm not trying."
"You're not."
"Well yeah but this way she doesn't have proof."
"You just don't want her to stop speaking to you."
"That too." He grinned. We set off to find Hermione and Draco. We found them laughing hysterically in the entrance hall.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked.
"Draco," Hermione gasped out, laughing so hard she was lying on the ground on her back. The sight of Draco, reduced to a seven year old seemingly by laughter, was enough to make me laugh a little. Draco was actually rolling on the floor with laughter. Hermione and Draco's laughter bounced around the walls and then meshed together in what sounded like odd music. It was kind of cool. They finally stopped after about five minutes.
"What was so funny?" Ron asked again.
"Oh.... Draco was showing me this dance move he made up a couple days ago and he fell over," Hermione said, going into another fit of giggles, "guess you had to be there." Ron and I shared a glance and then helped Hermione and Draco to their feet.
The thing was, Ron went for Hermione and I was stuck with Draco. I held my hand out, and the minute Draco's skin touched my skin, I felt this inexplicable tingling sensation. It was enough to make me almost drop Draco. I managed to get him to his feet before I wrenched my hand from his grasp. The tingling didn't hurt, but it scared me.
"So...." I said, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "Let's go eat." My friends nodded and we made our way to the Great Hall.
"Hey! Life in the Fancy! How far are you?" Draco asked me suddenly.
"Oh..." I began, and forgetting where I was, who I was, I began squealing like a freaking girl, "I'm at the most adorable part ever! It's when they just had sex, and now they're on the balcony."
"Oh my God!" Draco said, "I love that part. So you haven't got to the reunion scene. Damn, I love that scene."
"No, no. I got there. That's my favourite scene as well! I'm reading this for the second time."
"Wasn't the ending just amazing!?" Draco said.
"Yes!" I said, enthusiastically.
"Crazy cat!" we both shouted at the same time. It was a line from the last scene in Life in the Fancy. That was when I realized how weird I was acting. Hermione and Ron were both watching the exchange with amusement, and there were a couple people looking at us like we were freaks.
"What the hell just happened?" I demanded, more to myelf than to anyone in particular.
"That was cute, Harry," Hermione said and Ron glared at her.
"Dammit! Why is everyone cuter than me?" Ron demanded.
"Because you're ugly," Hermione replied and everyone except Ron burst out laughing, "I'm kidding, honey...." she said after we'd calmed down a little. Draco and I looked at each other and cracked up again.
"What's so funny?" Hermione asked.
"Jake, in the book, calls Doug honey," Draco explained. A huge burst of laughter erupted from my throat that made everyone else snicker.
"Let's go eat in the kitchens. That way we can eat with Draco and not start some sort of feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin," I was saying, although I didn't realize it until all three of my friends turned at looked at me funny.
"Okay," Draco said happily. I smiled at him and we started walking again, "You just called me Draco." I thought about it and realized I had.
"I did, didn't I?" I said, "Well it sounds better than Malfoy anyway." Draco grinned.
"You want to know what bugs me about Life in The Fancy?" I asked. Ron and Hermione started talking amongst themselves.
"That they're always having sex?" Draco offered.
"No, you crazy? I love that!" I said, "No I don't like that Jake had to change for Doug."
"He didn't."
"Yes he did. Remember how at the beginning of the book it says he never smoked or drank. Well when he meets Doug, he takes up smoking and drinking. I don't like that. It seems like he's changing for Doug." The words came tumbling from my mouth. I don't know what was wrong with me today.
"Yes but Doug changed for Jake. So it all balances out," Draco said.
"No he didn't."
"Yes he did. Before Doug met Jake, he was one of those, 'Hey what's up, let's fuck, get lost, don't call me kind of guys' ". I was staring at Draco's mouth during all of this. Because Draco reminded me a bit of Jake. When he swore, it was out of this world! "Then he settled on Jake. You can tell that it was difficult to step out of his routine. Besides, it's important to change for the people you love. That's what I think anyway." I caught the look on Hermione's face over Draco's shoulder. She looked kind of sad.
"What's wrong, Hermione?"
"Oh.... nothing, we're here," she said and the four of us went in for dinner. Weeks later, when I looked back, I would realize how important that moment was.
*
(A/N: I wouldn't dare end it here).
"Watch out!" Ron yelled. Something hit me in the head. I looked at it on the ground and saw it was a roll of streamer paper. Hermione, Ron, Draco and I were devoting time to decorating the Great Hall for the last night Hogwarts would eat together for the holidays.
"Where'd that come from?" I asked.
"I threw it," Ron answered. I paused, giving it time to sink in.
"Why?"
"Oh come on Harry, tis the season to be hit in the head with Christmas decorations." I couldn't help but smile.
"Would you two shut up and blow up those balloons!" Hermione shouted. She and Draco were pinning up a banner that said 'Happy Christmas' on it.
"You shut up, you're making it wobble," Draco said, glaring furiously at her. She'd insisted we do it the muggle way. No one really knew why.
"Fuck this," Draco said (in that out of this world voice) and quickly pulled out his wand, muttering a spell. The banner attached itself to the wall and the balloons hung in the air where those floating candles should have been. (A/N: You know the ones. In the movie Harry Potter you can see the strings holding them up).
"Draco!" Hermione screameed angrily.
"Hermione!" he screamed in exactly the same voice.
"You used magic!" she shouted.
"You used magic!" Draco echoed.
"That's annoying."
"That's annoying."
"Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
"Argh! You annoying git!"
"Argh! You annoying git!"
"SHUT UP!" she screamed, so loud I accidentally popped the balloon I was tying.
"Good God, woman. Strong vocal cords, you've got!" Draco said. Ron and I burst into hysterical laughter. We were hugging each other, trying not to fall over.
"Fuck you!" she said and Ron and I stopped so abruptly, we choked. Draco looked quite surprised.
"Hermione," Ron said in an appreciative tone. Hermione smirked.
"Sorry," she muttered and sat down, "Think I need a break."
"Yes I think you do," Draco said and we all looked at him, "Not helping, am I?"
"So.... think the school will even notice the decorations?" I asked, after a minute of Ron making little flatulent noises with his mouth.
"They better had," Hermione said dangerously. All three of us men took a step back. Suddenly, without warning, Ginny burst into the hall and ran into my arms.
"Harry!" she cried, "Harry! I tried to stop him. He wouldn't leave me alone." There was silence.
"Tried to strop who? Who wouldn't leave you alone?"
"Some Slytherin. He wouldn't stop."
"Stop what?" I demanded. I was worried now. I pushed her to arms length, so I could see her face. There were tears streaming down her face.
"Harry, he kept kissing me and I told him to stop and he wouldn't." I finally understood.
"What did he look like?" I asked.
"Curly blonde hair, creepy black eyes, tall, he was a Slytherin, that's all I can remember," she said.
"That's enough," Draco said, "It was Preston McDougal. Always trying to get with girls. Didn't mean any harm. Well he did, but he was probably very drunk to hit on you." His tone seemed a little "Who would want to hit on Ginny?"
"I mean that you're a Gryffindor and he's a Slytherin," Draco said, realizing he hadn't sounded very nice. Ginny nodded. She'd stopped crying. I pulled her closer and kissed her.
She kissed me back, her tongue trailing along my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth wider to admit her tongue. I stroked it, thinking I'd try out some of the stuff Doug and Jake did in 'Life in the Fancy'.
"Well!" Hermione said loudly, interrupting our kiss, "We should continue decorating. Let's just use our freaking wands this time. We've got about ten minutes before the school comes to dinner." She walked over to Draco and hugged him, which was weird, and muttered a spell. It made some Christmas music filter through the room. Draco walked over to the Christmas tree and began showing off his magic talent by muttering a spell to make the tree turn different colours. Ron and I continued blowing up balloons. Ron said it was practice which made me laugh hysterically for a couple minutes. Ginny was looking at all the things we'd done so far.
"Okay!" Hermione said ten minutes later, "Let's sit down." We went and sat down at the Gryffindor table, Draco as well, and waited. Suddenly the doors opened and people began piling into the hall. Some cheered when they saw what it looked like, some stopped in their tracks. It was quite interesting to watch.
Not long after, everyone was seated and the teachers were looking impressed. Dumbledore stood up.
"I believe Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy should get full credit for making this happen! Twenty points to all of you." We looked at each other and nodded our heads in appreciation. "Thank you very much."
Dinner was great. I ate lots of food and then I drank a lot of the bottle of champaign we'd brought in celebration. I was rather tipsy throughout dinner. I kept telling everyone I loved them. But if I was bad, Ron was worse. He was smacking everyone, saying they were bad people. It was pretty funny.
I decided I wanted to talk to Draco for some reason. There was something important I had to ask him about the relationship between Ginny and I. I poked Draco and he looked up at me.
"Yes?"
"Can we talk in private for a minute?" I asked. Was it my imagination or did Draco look a little happy. It was. He shrugged and stood up. I did as well and we left the hall together. We entered an empty classroom. For some reason I felt uncomfortable sitting so I lead him to the centre of the room and smiled at him.
"Hi," Draco said in a quiet voice.
"Hello. Did you see Pansy in Potions today? It was a riot! Was that your work?" I asked.
"Yeah," Draco said, "It might have been due to the fact that she insulted Hermione."
"You know," I realized, "You became our friend two months ago. You're such a nice person. I can't believe I never noticed it before."
"Well I wasn't very nice to you three, and I insulted you all the time, plus -" Draco babbled.
"Shh!" I interrupted and I guess the alcohol got to me. Because I put my index finger on his lips, silencing him. I stared into those silver eyes. They were fixed on mine. There was high amount of passion between us.
Draco's tongue shot out and he licked my finger. He actually licked my finger! It was such an intimate moment. But I had a girlfriend. I wasn't supposed to be enjoying a boy's mouth exploring mine. Because that's what was happening. Draco was kissing me fiercely, passionately, urgently, as though he was putting all his feelings into that kiss. And if that wasn;t bad, well, I was kidding him back! Just as fiercely and passionately. Draco's hands flew to my neck and he moaned softly. My hands went automatically to his hair. It was as soft as I thought it would be.
"Oh Harry," Draco moaned, "Oh God, Harry!" He pulled me into another fiery kiss. I could feel my erection through my pants.
What!? I was kissing Draco Malfoy, a guy. And I had a girlfriend! This was not a good sight!
I pulled away.
I am so mean. As I said before..... please don't kill me. The next chapter is in the works, should be out in a week or so. Don't forget to check out my one-shot Draco/Harry fic. It's got nothing to do with this, though. Remember that.
Um... I'm not very good at writing romance so I might be a little repetitive. Not to mention extremely bad at it. So please don't tell me in your review how bad I am at it.
Do tell me what you though, though! I definitely need feddback. Any typos or whatnot, I apologize for!
Happy holidays!
Tine