Author Notes: How many ways are there to say I'm sorry I'm just a fucked up lazy ass motherfucker…? I dunno. Anyway… this is the new chapter… I hope everyone enjoys it a little bit. Oh… and wasn't there a review from a ms. Know it all motherfucker about religion?? I believe so, time you get the facts straight hun, its muggle rehab, … muggle… not wizard rehab. And of course the students gonna know what a fricking bible is… I mean after hearing all the muggles crying out to Jesus before they die, I'm sure they get a little curious? Don't you? Anyway… remember… muggle… muggles do the religion thing. Understand it, doesn't me that Draco is Christian or whatever… it just means that he around muggles that will fall back onto God. I hope that clears up anything about religion. I understand I probably should have made it a little more clearer on that subject… but… I'm a dumbass.
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I am so pissed, I am so beyond pissed. I am pissed off; no… I am beyond pissed off too. I'm like the little short and stout teapot, that when it got all steamed up you could hear it shout. Sighing I sat down at the Slytherin table for breakfast. I missed my fucking cigarette last night… No one is even looking at me they can tell how mad I am. Fuck. This. I need a fucking cigarette. I throw my fork down and ignore the odd looks as I walk out of the Great Hall. Fuck them. Fuck them all. Fuck the purebloods like me, who have nothing better to do than sit on our fat arses and make people work for us. Fuck the half breeds who think the world is fine that is till they get a big dose of Voldemort and a side order of Death Eaters. Fuck the muggles and their god damned idiocy and hate. Fuck the creatures of the woods with their hunger and disgusting smell. Fuck it all. I sighed.
"No, Draco… Fuck you…" I say to myself as I reach in my pocket for my pack and realized that I didn't fucking bring it. I groan. Not my day.
"Here." Cigarette placed in my palm. I look up, Harry… I could so kiss him right now. I smile gleefully and thanked him, taking the offered lighter. He blushed slightly, "You weren't here last night so I figured you probably didn't get a chance to get one last night or just didn't want to talk to me."
I just smiled, I'm feeling a buzz, "Thanks," I say and hug him, he looks surprised, "I owe you one." I think I surprised myself.
"How was last night?" he said taking a side glance at me with a tiny smirk playing on his lips.
"How much time we got left till classes start?" I asked, I didn't want to discuss this right here, when anyone can walk out or hear. Fucking nosy bitches.
"About an hour, you left really early," he said lighting up his own cigarette.
"Let's go for a walk…" I said and walked down the steps Harry trotting behind me like a puppy. Kinky...um...shit, be good pants… don't let me down…Heh, "Well it was lame to say the least, fucking counselor is a whiny arse dick who should really have a cunt instead."
Harry snickered at that. He's so cute when he does that. Umm…back to before yes, "Well, I got in trouble for telling him off and I had to stay behind and he gave me a mini lecture," I made a voice of that of an utter queer and stopped in my tracks to stand gaily, " 'I know nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good but I cannot carry it out.' You've read the bible right Draco? Anyway… powerless over our separation from God, we use dependencies to fill the void caused by that separation. Just like compulsive shopping." I flicked my hand; I guess that did it for Harry, he bust out laughing.
"It wasn't funny!"
"Oh yes it was!" he said slapping his knee.
"Well…," I snickered, "It wasn't funny at the time."
"I am so sorry you have to do that, it must be utter torture."
I faked a sad face and sniff, "It is…" this is so weird…
Harry took a drag of his cigarette; "This shit is so weird…" he said and blew out his smoke.
"Which part? The bible and I part? The MUGGLE rehab slash Muggle fucking church part? Or… because you and I are having a conversation and not ripping each others throats out?"
Harry smirked, "The last one."
I didn't say anything for a long time, what was there that I could say? It was extremely weird, but it still felt right at the same time. Isn't it kind of like quitting drugs, Draco?
"Yeah…" I said shaking my head, this was one of the moments that made you think a lot and daze out.
"So I guess we're okay friends now?" he asked, his face etched with questions. His eyes were silently pleading with mine.
I smiled and nodded, that was all that needed to be done. Friends… Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy…I like the sound of that.
Oddly enough, however comforting it did seem at the time, I desperately craved to get high. Ugh, this is so difficult.
"So… I'll see you later?" asked Harry tilting his head to the side.
I smirked, "Hell yeah!" he laughed, threw his cigarette down, hugged me and jogged off back towards the school.
"Damn!" He's such a tease.
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Concentrating on my school work seemed to almost be harder than giving up drugs. My thoughts kept shifting from Harry, to crack, rehab, barbiturates, my family, a vague notion of what I was supposed to be doing in class right now, and then back to something else in all then less than 1 minute. I just wanted to jump up and scream and never stop, and even then when I would loose my voice, continue to scream the scream less scream. To me… that made sense, but I have no clue to whether or not someone would understand just what the hell I'm thinking.
I think I'll just focus on a song… one of those annoying songs that I can get stuck in my head all day and that will attack all the thoughts and of course the song always wins and stabs the thoughts with a little pole that has a green flag on it. Claiming to be victorious in all the little song's glory, isn't that what songs were made for anyway? Escaping…? Okay… so not going to think of that "White Rabbit," song… one pill makes your larger, and one makes you small and the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all…NO! Now…, what songs do I like and yet are annoying enough to get stuck in my head?
i'This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends…'/i
Oh man… I bang my head against the desk.
iIt goes on and on my friends…/i
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I am so pissed, I am so beyond pissed. I am pissed off; no… I am beyond pissed off too. I'm like the little short and stout teapot, that when it got all steamed up you could hear it shout. Sighing I sat down at the Slytherin table for breakfast. I missed my fucking cigarette last night… No one is even looking at me they can tell how mad I am. Fuck. This. I need a fucking cigarette. I throw my fork down and ignore the odd looks as I walk out of the Great Hall. Fuck them. Fuck them all. Fuck the purebloods like me, who have nothing better to do than sit on our fat arses and make people work for us. Fuck the half breeds who think the world is fine that is till they get a big dose of Voldemort and a side order of Death Eaters. Fuck the muggles and their god damned idiocy and hate. Fuck the creatures of the woods with their hunger and disgusting smell. Fuck it all. I sighed.
"No, Draco… Fuck you…" I say to myself as I reach in my pocket for my pack and realized that I didn't fucking bring it. I groan. Not my day.
"Here." Cigarette placed in my palm. I look up, Harry… I could so kiss him right now. I smile gleefully and thanked him, taking the offered lighter. He blushed slightly, "You weren't here last night so I figured you probably didn't get a chance to get one last night or just didn't want to talk to me."
I just smiled, I'm feeling a buzz, "Thanks," I say and hug him, he looks surprised, "I owe you one." I think I surprised myself.
"How was last night?" he said taking a side glance at me with a tiny smirk playing on his lips.
"How much time we got left till classes start?" I asked, I didn't want to discuss this right here, when anyone can walk out or hear. Fucking nosy bitches.
"About an hour, you left really early," he said lighting up his own cigarette.
"Let's go for a walk…" I said and walked down the steps Harry trotting behind me like a puppy. Kinky...um...shit, be good pants… don't let me down…Heh, "Well it was lame to say the least, fucking counselor is a whiny arse dick who should really have a cunt instead."
Harry snickered at that. He's so cute when he does that. Umm…back to before yes, "Well, I got in trouble for telling him off and I had to stay behind and he gave me a mini lecture," I made a voice of that of an utter queer and stopped in my tracks to stand gaily, " 'I know nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good but I cannot carry it out.' You've read the bible right Draco? Anyway… powerless over our separation from God, we use dependencies to fill the void caused by that separation. Just like compulsive shopping." I flicked my hand; I guess that did it for Harry, he bust out laughing.
"It wasn't funny!"
"Oh yes it was!" he said slapping his knee.
"Well…," I snickered, "It wasn't funny at the time."
"I am so sorry you have to do that, it must be utter torture."
I faked a sad face and sniff, "It is…" this is so weird…
Harry took a drag of his cigarette; "This shit is so weird…" he said and blew out his smoke.
"Which part? The bible and I part? The MUGGLE rehab slash Muggle fucking church part? Or… because you and I are having a conversation and not ripping each others throats out?"
Harry smirked, "The last one."
I didn't say anything for a long time, what was there that I could say? It was extremely weird, but it still felt right at the same time. Isn't it kind of like quitting drugs, Draco?
"Yeah…" I said shaking my head, this was one of the moments that made you think a lot and daze out.
"So I guess we're okay friends now?" he asked, his face etched with questions. His eyes were silently pleading with mine.
I smiled and nodded, that was all that needed to be done. Friends… Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy…I like the sound of that.
Oddly enough, however comforting it did seem at the time, I desperately craved to get high. Ugh, this is so difficult.
"So… I'll see you later?" asked Harry tilting his head to the side.
I smirked, "Hell yeah!" he laughed, threw his cigarette down, hugged me and jogged off back towards the school.
"Damn!" He's such a tease.
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Concentrating on my school work seemed to almost be harder than giving up drugs. My thoughts kept shifting from Harry, to crack, rehab, barbiturates, my family, a vague notion of what I was supposed to be doing in class right now, and then back to something else in all then less than 1 minute. I just wanted to jump up and scream and never stop, and even then when I would loose my voice, continue to scream the scream less scream. To me… that made sense, but I have no clue to whether or not someone would understand just what the hell I'm thinking.
I think I'll just focus on a song… one of those annoying songs that I can get stuck in my head all day and that will attack all the thoughts and of course the song always wins and stabs the thoughts with a little pole that has a green flag on it. Claiming to be victorious in all the little song's glory, isn't that what songs were made for anyway? Escaping…? Okay… so not going to think of that "White Rabbit," song… one pill makes your larger, and one makes you small and the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all…NO! Now…, what songs do I like and yet are annoying enough to get stuck in my head?
i'This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends,
It goes on and on my friends;
Someone started singing and not knowing what it was
But we'll continue singing it forever
Just because,
This is the song that never ends…'/i
Oh man… I bang my head against the desk.
iIt goes on and on my friends…/i