WARNING: Slash. Fem-slash. OC's. No Het. GAY STUFF, PEOPLE! Don't like, don't read. It's as easy as that.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. J.K Rowling's. Nemesis and Anami are mine, though.
CHAPTER ONE
"You know what? I am a bright, engaging young man and I have every right to go on that dance floor and find myself a nice, courteous boyfriend who is worthy of my attentions." Draco paused to empty the champagne glass he was holding in one fell swoop. "And it will not be that ugly, repulsive git who calls himself Harry Potter! Shit, get me more champagne, Blaise!" he ranted. Blaise Zabini complied, grinning wickedly. "And do put some rum in it, that's my boy!" Blaise saluted, and ran off to fetch his horribly sloshed friend more booze. Nemesis looked at her twin warily from the safety of her girlfriends arms.
"Are you sure you ought to be drinking this much?" she asked. "I mean, Harry may be a git, but do you really want to get totally sloshed and do something amazingly stupid?" Draco smirked.
"Sister dear, you'll recall I already am totally sloshed!"
"And he doesn't need to be drunk to do something amazingly stupid!" Adrian Pucey cracked. Draco flapped his hand at him. Blaise returned, bearing another champagne glass. Draco took it from him and drank nearly half of it.
"Thanks much. Nem, drink this." He said, handing her the mug. "I am going to dance!" Nemesis handed the mug off to Lisa Turnpin, her girlfriend, who drank it willingly. Adrian cocked his head to one side.
"D'you think we ought to go keep an eye on him?" he asked, watching Draco dissolve into the crowd of sweaty, gyrating bodies. Blaise shook his head.
"Nah, too drunk to listen to reason." He said. No one argued.
Draco swirled through the dancing masses, finding one particular green eyed man. Draco slid into step with him. The green eyed man grinned and put his hands on the smaller man's swaying hips. "Back so soon?"
"Yes, you bloody undeserving, fucking git… ooo, do that again!" he said, referring to the dance move that brought their hips together. Harry laughed and did it again. Draco giggled. Harry stopped dancing.
"Drake, you never giggle…" He sniffed Draco's breath. "You're drunk!" he exclaimed. Draco pouted.
"So?" he asked. Harry held him at arms length. He looked at him seriously.
"Draco, where are you sitting?" he turned his nose up in the air.
"Not telling." Harry mumbled something under his breath.
"Screw it, I know where you're sitting." He said, steering Draco towards his usual seats.
Draco's friends looked at Harry, curious, as he approached them with Draco in tow. "Get him home." He said. "Or he'll do something we'll all regret later." He handed Draco over to his sister's waiting arms.
"I am NOT drunk!" he howled. Harry ruffled his silver- blond hair.
"'course you're not, love." He said. Draco glared at him.
"Stupid git." he muttered. Adrian, Blaise and Lisa laughed.
"See ya' Gryffindor." Nemesis waved, as the small group left the club, "We'll call." She promised. Harry waved back.
"Told ya' he'd find him." Adrian said, sliding into the driver's seat of Lisa's car, looking back at a sulking Draco. Blaise and Lisa laughed.
"It's not funny!" Nemesis argued, "Well, it kind of is, I suppose… but guys!" she said as Adrian pulled the old Ford out of the parking lot.
"Now, don't get all sister-ish on us, even if you do look horribly sexy like that." Lisa grinned, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. In the front seat, Blaise leaned over and whispered something in Adrian's ear. He pulled back, flicking his tongue along his lover's jaw. Adrian gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"Blaise, I am trying to drive, and a hard-on is not helping my steering." Adrian said through clenched teeth. Gagging sounds came from the back seat, which Adrian and Blaise decided to ignore.
"I know a real good way to get rid of that." Blaise murmured. That was greeted with gales of laughter from the back.
"No road head, gentlemen, wait till you get home and have whipped cream!" Lisa shouted.
"This is not helping!" Adrian growled, shifting in his seat.
"I can see that!" Blaise said, making a big show about looking down at Adrian's crotch, and whistling. Adrian reached over and smacked Blaise lightly on the back of the head.
"You are so not getting any for the next three weeks." Blaise nearly choked on that.
"Three weeks! Don't you think that's a little harsh?" Nemesis asked, eyebrows raised.
"No." Adrian said sternly. Blaise reached over and slid his hand up and under Adrian's shirt.
"Damn it, Blaise! When we get home, I'm gonna make sure you aren't going to be able to sit down for a week!" he threatened. Blaise cackled.
"Can't wait! Leather, whipped cream, pixxi stix and pickles!" Nemesis 'eww-ed.'
"Bad mental picture! BAD!" she groaned. The laughter didn't stop until they got home.
Lisa grinned at Draco over a pile of Eggos. The other inhabitants of the house were still asleep. "Have fun last night?" She asked, throwing Draco an exaggerated wink.
"Oh, loads. You?" he responded. Lisa shrugged. She took a bite of one of her Eggos and chewed slowly.
"No. I'm on punishment for calling Nem's cat an ugly prick. No sex for two days." She explained. Draco 'tsk-ed' in pity and shoveled a spoon full of Lucky Charms into his mouth. They ate in silence for a while, until Blaise and Adrian wandered into the kitchen, sleep- mussed and yawning. True to his promise of the night before, Adrian had arranged so Blaise winced when he sat down.
"Jesus H. Christ, Adrian, what did you do to the poor guy?" Lisa exclaimed, eyebrows raised nearly to her hairline. Adrian popped the toaster button down, and sat on the counter, waiting for his whole wheat toast.
"Leather, pickles and EZ Cheez, for lack of whipped cream." Her lover's brother replied, smirking. Lisa wrinkled her nose and ate more of her Eggos. Blaise winced again. "Oh, Blaise love, you've got something white at the corner of your mouth, and I don't think it's milk." He added. Blaise blushed and wiped the suspicious white- substance- that- wasn't- milk away. Draco pretended to retch under the table. Lisa laughed, but it came out sounding like more of a snort, as her mouth was full of blueberry Eggos.
Nemesis slept till noon, along with her ugly prick of a cat. When she woke, she grabbed a mars bar and joined her girlfriend on the couch to watch a bit of football.
"Hey Drake, I set you up on a blind date." Adrian said from his position on the old blue chair no one really wanted to throw away. Draco looked up from his book.
"Run that by me again?"
"I said, I set you up on a blind date." Adrian repeated. He promptly ducked, the book Draco had thrown missing his head by mere inches.
"You rotten, dirty bastard son of a squirrel and a rat!" he fumed, glaring daggers at Adrian. Lisa and Nemesis looked at him from the couch, and Blaise watched from the kitchen door. "Who the fuck with?" he screamed, looking for something else to throw.
"Can't tell you, it's a blind date." Adrian replied. Blaise winced, knowing exactly how much pain his lover was going to be in shortly. Draco stomped over to the old blue chair, eyes flashing, and kick Adrian squarely in the nuts. He screamed in an all to girly manner, and Draco stormed out of the room.
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Part one….. OWARI DESU!
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. J.K Rowling's. Nemesis and Anami are mine, though.
CHAPTER ONE
"You know what? I am a bright, engaging young man and I have every right to go on that dance floor and find myself a nice, courteous boyfriend who is worthy of my attentions." Draco paused to empty the champagne glass he was holding in one fell swoop. "And it will not be that ugly, repulsive git who calls himself Harry Potter! Shit, get me more champagne, Blaise!" he ranted. Blaise Zabini complied, grinning wickedly. "And do put some rum in it, that's my boy!" Blaise saluted, and ran off to fetch his horribly sloshed friend more booze. Nemesis looked at her twin warily from the safety of her girlfriends arms.
"Are you sure you ought to be drinking this much?" she asked. "I mean, Harry may be a git, but do you really want to get totally sloshed and do something amazingly stupid?" Draco smirked.
"Sister dear, you'll recall I already am totally sloshed!"
"And he doesn't need to be drunk to do something amazingly stupid!" Adrian Pucey cracked. Draco flapped his hand at him. Blaise returned, bearing another champagne glass. Draco took it from him and drank nearly half of it.
"Thanks much. Nem, drink this." He said, handing her the mug. "I am going to dance!" Nemesis handed the mug off to Lisa Turnpin, her girlfriend, who drank it willingly. Adrian cocked his head to one side.
"D'you think we ought to go keep an eye on him?" he asked, watching Draco dissolve into the crowd of sweaty, gyrating bodies. Blaise shook his head.
"Nah, too drunk to listen to reason." He said. No one argued.
Draco swirled through the dancing masses, finding one particular green eyed man. Draco slid into step with him. The green eyed man grinned and put his hands on the smaller man's swaying hips. "Back so soon?"
"Yes, you bloody undeserving, fucking git… ooo, do that again!" he said, referring to the dance move that brought their hips together. Harry laughed and did it again. Draco giggled. Harry stopped dancing.
"Drake, you never giggle…" He sniffed Draco's breath. "You're drunk!" he exclaimed. Draco pouted.
"So?" he asked. Harry held him at arms length. He looked at him seriously.
"Draco, where are you sitting?" he turned his nose up in the air.
"Not telling." Harry mumbled something under his breath.
"Screw it, I know where you're sitting." He said, steering Draco towards his usual seats.
Draco's friends looked at Harry, curious, as he approached them with Draco in tow. "Get him home." He said. "Or he'll do something we'll all regret later." He handed Draco over to his sister's waiting arms.
"I am NOT drunk!" he howled. Harry ruffled his silver- blond hair.
"'course you're not, love." He said. Draco glared at him.
"Stupid git." he muttered. Adrian, Blaise and Lisa laughed.
"See ya' Gryffindor." Nemesis waved, as the small group left the club, "We'll call." She promised. Harry waved back.
"Told ya' he'd find him." Adrian said, sliding into the driver's seat of Lisa's car, looking back at a sulking Draco. Blaise and Lisa laughed.
"It's not funny!" Nemesis argued, "Well, it kind of is, I suppose… but guys!" she said as Adrian pulled the old Ford out of the parking lot.
"Now, don't get all sister-ish on us, even if you do look horribly sexy like that." Lisa grinned, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. In the front seat, Blaise leaned over and whispered something in Adrian's ear. He pulled back, flicking his tongue along his lover's jaw. Adrian gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"Blaise, I am trying to drive, and a hard-on is not helping my steering." Adrian said through clenched teeth. Gagging sounds came from the back seat, which Adrian and Blaise decided to ignore.
"I know a real good way to get rid of that." Blaise murmured. That was greeted with gales of laughter from the back.
"No road head, gentlemen, wait till you get home and have whipped cream!" Lisa shouted.
"This is not helping!" Adrian growled, shifting in his seat.
"I can see that!" Blaise said, making a big show about looking down at Adrian's crotch, and whistling. Adrian reached over and smacked Blaise lightly on the back of the head.
"You are so not getting any for the next three weeks." Blaise nearly choked on that.
"Three weeks! Don't you think that's a little harsh?" Nemesis asked, eyebrows raised.
"No." Adrian said sternly. Blaise reached over and slid his hand up and under Adrian's shirt.
"Damn it, Blaise! When we get home, I'm gonna make sure you aren't going to be able to sit down for a week!" he threatened. Blaise cackled.
"Can't wait! Leather, whipped cream, pixxi stix and pickles!" Nemesis 'eww-ed.'
"Bad mental picture! BAD!" she groaned. The laughter didn't stop until they got home.
Lisa grinned at Draco over a pile of Eggos. The other inhabitants of the house were still asleep. "Have fun last night?" She asked, throwing Draco an exaggerated wink.
"Oh, loads. You?" he responded. Lisa shrugged. She took a bite of one of her Eggos and chewed slowly.
"No. I'm on punishment for calling Nem's cat an ugly prick. No sex for two days." She explained. Draco 'tsk-ed' in pity and shoveled a spoon full of Lucky Charms into his mouth. They ate in silence for a while, until Blaise and Adrian wandered into the kitchen, sleep- mussed and yawning. True to his promise of the night before, Adrian had arranged so Blaise winced when he sat down.
"Jesus H. Christ, Adrian, what did you do to the poor guy?" Lisa exclaimed, eyebrows raised nearly to her hairline. Adrian popped the toaster button down, and sat on the counter, waiting for his whole wheat toast.
"Leather, pickles and EZ Cheez, for lack of whipped cream." Her lover's brother replied, smirking. Lisa wrinkled her nose and ate more of her Eggos. Blaise winced again. "Oh, Blaise love, you've got something white at the corner of your mouth, and I don't think it's milk." He added. Blaise blushed and wiped the suspicious white- substance- that- wasn't- milk away. Draco pretended to retch under the table. Lisa laughed, but it came out sounding like more of a snort, as her mouth was full of blueberry Eggos.
Nemesis slept till noon, along with her ugly prick of a cat. When she woke, she grabbed a mars bar and joined her girlfriend on the couch to watch a bit of football.
"Hey Drake, I set you up on a blind date." Adrian said from his position on the old blue chair no one really wanted to throw away. Draco looked up from his book.
"Run that by me again?"
"I said, I set you up on a blind date." Adrian repeated. He promptly ducked, the book Draco had thrown missing his head by mere inches.
"You rotten, dirty bastard son of a squirrel and a rat!" he fumed, glaring daggers at Adrian. Lisa and Nemesis looked at him from the couch, and Blaise watched from the kitchen door. "Who the fuck with?" he screamed, looking for something else to throw.
"Can't tell you, it's a blind date." Adrian replied. Blaise winced, knowing exactly how much pain his lover was going to be in shortly. Draco stomped over to the old blue chair, eyes flashing, and kick Adrian squarely in the nuts. He screamed in an all to girly manner, and Draco stormed out of the room.
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Part one….. OWARI DESU!
