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AN Yes, we know that we are the crulest people in the world... but please do not kill us. Our lives aren't actually worth that much, and look, it's chapter 8! So you don't even NEED to kill us until you realize that we didn't actually satisfy your thirst for more of our delightful story. *cough*bullshit*cough* Read and Review!





PS! THIS IS UNEDITED!!!
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Chapter 8
PMS




Harry stood in shock. His recnetly aquired girlfriend, (or was it boyfriend?) was pinned against the wall by his recently degrated bestfriend. Without even thinking that Ron was two times stronger then he was, he sprinted down the hall and pulled the redhead way from Kari. Fire burned in his eyes and Ron actually quelled under his glare. Still acting in fury, Harry pulled back his fist and slammed it into Ron's jaw.

Ron hit the ground, hard.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked, looking at Draco with worried eyes. "What happened?"

The girl nodded. "I- I'm fine, I was supposed to go to Dumbledore's something about a cure for my- er, allergies, but Ron followed me and, well, you saw what happened."

Harry frowned and looked back at the ground. Ron was just starting to sit back up, and anger was sparking in his blue eyes. He stood up and swung at Harry.

"You bastard," he shouted, "it's not fair! I saw her first! You know I like her!" He was mindless to the fact that Draco was standing right there, her face burning with a mixture of anger and embarrasement. Ron kept punching Harry, who was retaliating in any kind.

"Harry!" Draco screamed, "stop it! Please- stop it!"

"WEASLEY! POTTER! MICA? What in Merlin's name is going on here?"

Minerva McGonagall stood over the two angry boys and the terrified looking girl with fire dancing in her eyes. "I would like an explination as to why you two are trying to kill each other, and why Miss Mica looks as though she's been hit by a train."

Harry got to his feet, his left eye swollen and a bit of blood dripping from his nose. Ron stood up next to him, looking much worse for wear. Both eyes were bruised, his head had a nicely growing bump, and his nose looked broken, his jaw looked slightly out of place and he was leaning heavilly on his right foot as though something were wrong with his ankle.

"Ron attacked me, professer," Draco said quietly, slipping her hand into Harry's. "I was supposed to go to the headmaster's office to discuss something with him, but Ron pushed me against the wall and-"

"Mr. Weasley," Mcgonagall snapped, turning to Ron, "is this true?"

Ron stared at her in defience, "no professor," he said. "I was walking back to Gryffindor Tower, when I saw them walking along. I decided to join them, when Harry attacked me, saying that Kari was his girlfriend and that he had saw her first."

Harry glared at Ron furiusly.

"Professor," he said, "that is not true what-so-ever. I had quidditch practice just now, and I saw Ron trapping Kari against the wall. So, I tried to get him away from her. She's very important to me and I didn't like seeing her hurt..."

Draco smiled faintly.

"I think the three of you should go to the headmaster's," the head of Gryffindor said finally, not looking sure of who to believe. "And he'll sort this out. Ten points from Gryffindor for fighting." With that, she walked away.

Harry didn't look at Ron as he took Draco's hand and walked down the hallway with her. They arrived at the headmaster's office a few minutes before him and had already explained their story when Ron arrived, limping.


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"A month of detention," Draco sniffed later to Hermione. "That was it! He should had been expelled. And Harry got a detention for sticking up for me!"

"Is that where they are now?" Hermione asked, hugging her pillow.

"Yeah," Draco said, pacing across the dormroom. "Harry said that he was pollishing trophies tonight, and that Ron had to clean up the Slytherin boys bathroom." She snikered. "That ought to be fun. That place is disgusting."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I can't belive that he said that," she whispered, tears starting to leak from her eyes down familiar tracks on her cheeks. "How could that boy not know that I like him? It's obvious even to /HARRY!/"

Draco sighed and sat down on the bed. "Ron's just a jackass," she said soothingly. "I bet there are better boys in this school. Blaise Zabinni isn't so bad. He really shouldn't be in Slytherin cause he's so smart, he'd be a better Ravenclaw. If you want, I could set you two up..."

Hermine shrugged in an "I don't care" sort of way.

"I'll be right back," Draco said, standing up and heading towards the door. "I've got to use the bathroom."

Three minutes later, a muffled scream was heard. Hermione forgot her woes and ran to where the scream was. She found Draco locked in a stall, softly sobbing.

"Kari?" Hermione called, knocking on the door. "Kair? Are you okay?"

The door slowly unlocked. "I'm bleeding Hermione," Draco wailed, "I'm going to die! I don't even know how I got cut down there..."

Hermione stiffled a laugh. "Draco, I think it's time for you to learn a little about the female body. You see, every month..."

*****

"Are you alright?" Harry asked his girlfriend the next day. He looked worridly into her beautiful grey eyes and frowned. "You look kinda pale."

"You try walking around with a peice of cotton shoved up your ass," Draco sniffed, sitting down next to him in Potions, "and we'll see how you're feeling."

Harry looked mildly amused. "So, Hermione has explained the typical monthly changes," he said softly, as Snape stormed into the room.

Draco glared at him.

"Yep," Harry said to himself, "she most certianly has." He placed a quick kiss on her cheek, much to the annoyance of Ron, and started copying his notes from the board. Draco smiled at him and began copying her own notes.

"Miss Mica!" Snape snapped an hour later. "If you would please stir your potion in a /counterclockwise/ way, you would sucessfully finish your potion. But seeing how you're stiring /clockwise/ you have ruined the intent of the reastoritive potion. You now have an shapeshifting potion. If you could see the true importance of..."

Considering that Draco was currently expreienceing a few more hormones then she was used to, her reaction was perfectly normal. She stood up, shaking with fury and started shouting at snape.

"...and you listen to me you greasy lowlife slimeball!" She shouted, much to the amazement of the class. "If you see it fit to blame a student for your mistakes- then maybe you should get out of here and never come back. Or maybe you should just get yourself a girlfriend... or a boyfriend, or SOMETHING!" she glared at Snape, and he blinked.

"If you are quiet finished," he said silkilly, "fifteen pointes from Gryffindor, for you access hormones, and another twenty-five for blaming your mistake on me."

Hermione raised her hand. "Sir," she called hesitantly, "your notes /do/ say to stir clockwise."

Snape growled at her, before turning to the board and frowning.

"You can keep your points." He said, dismissing the class and going to sit at his desk. "Maybe I should get a girlfriend," he muttered under his breath. "But, I'm afriad of girls... maybe a boyfriend? No! I'm afriad of boys! OH HELL! I'LL JUST BECOME A HERMIT! DAMMIT! I'M AFRAID OF BEING ALONE!!! AUGH!"


*****


"Wow!" Harry said, taking Draco's books and walking up to the common room with her. "I don't think anybody has blown up at Snape like that. I knew I liked you for a reason." He pulled her into a side classroom and kissed her.

Draco smiled against Harry's lips. "Maybe these hormones were a good thing after all," she whispered, kissing him back. "They got me you- and that is deffinetly worth all this stupid girly stuff."

Harry smiled and pulled away. "Let's go and do our charms homework. I did promise to help you in that subject..."

Draco sighed and followed him out of the room.


*****


Ron had been doing a lot of thinking lately. It was the usual- how he could kill Harry and take over his life... but, who would want to be Harry Potter? He had an evil wizard out for his blood... his realitives were shitty, and nobody wanted to get to know _him_. So, he started plotting on how to get his girlfriend. He thought about what had happened just a few days ago. Right after Harry had punched him, Kari had said something about having allergies. That was odd, because she had told Snape she was in perfect medical condition.

He frowned.

"That makes no sense," he said, walking into his potions class and sitting down in an empty seat. Harry and Kari were sitting near the back, and Hermione was sitting next to them- and next to her was Blaise Zabinni. They were talking together, and Hermione was smiling and laughing at whatever the Slytherin was saying.

He sighed when Pansy Parkinson sat down next to him, and groaned when Snape entered the room, and when Harry kissed Kari's cheek, he actually growled. They started copying down notes, then started brewing their potions.

After an entertaining class of Snape getting bitched out, he stealthilly followed the 'wonder couple' down the hall and stood listening to them when they went into a out of the way classroom. He nearly fainted at what he heard.

//Kari's not really a girl?// He mentally screamed, //then who is she? Or is it, he?// Ron got himself under control and continued to follow them, vowing to confront the new girl at his next chance.




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AN So? Was it enough to satisfy your hungry little minds? And just so you know, Snape isn't actually going to get together with anybody in this story. Maybe Draco's hormones were running a little wild...? Anway, please reveiw.



Harry: YAY! GO DRACO!

Draco: YAY! GO ME!

Hermione: HAH! *points at Draco* now you know how it feels to walk around with cotton up your ass!

Draco: -_-