See previous chapters for disclaimer and important information; see bottom for (long) author's notes and response to reviewers; see the text immediately below for what I assume you actually want to read!
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Harry and Draco put Operation: Subtlety into action the following morning.
"I love you, Draco!" Harry exclaimed, jumping up and down as he tagged along into the Great Hall.
"I know," Draco said in a carefully feigned bored voice.
"I really, really love you, Draco!"
"I know, Harry."
"Draco, you're the bestest boyfriend in the whole wide world!"
"Thank you, Harry."
"And you're the bestest lover in the whole wide world!"
"Thank you, Harry. I know."
"You love me too, right?" Draco sat down at the Slytherin table and started eating his breakfast.
"Of course I love you, Harry," he said around a mouthful of eggs.
"Oh good!" he beamed. "'Cause I love you too!"
"I know, Harry." Only through six years of practicing being a Slytherin kept Draco from cracking a smile.
"I love Draco!" Harry announced to Crabbe. Crabbe didn't seem to realize he was being addressed. He stuffed a forkful of eggs in his mouth.
"I love Draco!" Harry informed Goyle. Goyle looked at him, obviously trying to recall who Harry was.
"I love Draco!" Harry proudly told Pansy. She gave him a sneer, then burst into tears.
Harry jumped on the table. "I love Draco!" he hollered. Yep, Operation: Subtlety was working perfectly. "Do you all know we slept together last night?"
As if everyone wasn't already staring. Draco fervently thanked his new-found God that the headmaster wasn't at breakfast yet. But his father was, and looked approving. Honestly, didn't he have any other facial expressions? Approving, laughing, insanely jealous, lustful… that was about it.
Professor McGonagall was shooting Harry a death glare. He pushed his luck much farther than he should have and announced, "Draco's a great lover. Especially when he uses those handcuffs properly."
Draco choked on his eggs and crawled under the table. Yes, actually got down and crawled under it. Harry jumped down from the table and peered under. "Great idea, Draco! We can shag down here!"
"Harry… you're embarrassing me."
"I'm embarrassing myself," Harry whispered back, "but I can't seem to stop my mouth. I think I'm going to get detention for this."
"Detention, Mr. Potter!" Professor McGonagall shrieked.
"I'll take him," Mr. Malfoy interrupted smoothly. The Great Hall fell silent, as if the cloud of death had descended upon them. Harry Potter was going to be serving detention with Death Eater Malfoy? Ron and Neville gulped, looked at each other, blushed, and then remembered that they were already a couple and didn't have to be embarrassed. So they smiled, then remembered that Harry was in grave danger, and put on horrified expressions.
"I'm screwed," Harry muttered.
"Not yet," Draco muttered back, "but come down here and…"
"Draco! This is no time to be thinking about sex!"
"'Course it is."
Harry blinked. "All right, then." He crawled to join Draco under the table, hoping that everyone had better sense than to follow him. Apparently, they did. Lucius and McGonagall chose to ignore them, and began arguing about Harry's detention. People laughed nervously, then louder and louder as Draco's and Harry's moans became harder to ignore.
Under the table: Draco carefully worked Harry's pants off, revealing the black thong Draco loved so much. He leaned down to kiss Harry's leg. Harry put one hand in his hair, moaning. The other hand he used to rub the blonde's chest. The other other hand patted his back.
Since when did Harry have three hands?
"Draco!" Colin whispered urgently, patting his back.
"Colin?" Harry asked in a stupor. Then his mind cleared: "COLIN? What are you doing down here?"
Colin gaped at Harry's thong. Or possibly the bulge in Harry's thong. "Oh, wow. Don't let Dennis see that."
Draco put a hand over it, on the pretense of hiding it from Colin as he glared at the small boy. What he really was doing was gently rubbing it, effectively driving Harry crazy. "Colin? What are you doing under here?"
"I came to warn you!" he said, eyes wide with fear. "Mister Malfoy wants Harry to serve detention with him! The Mex- I mean, Dennis and Ron and Neville and Luna and I are worried that he'll try to hurt him!"
Draco stared at him. "You interrupted us for that, Captain Obvious?"
"Actually, Draco, I'm Colin," he said timidly. "Not Cap-"
"Aaaaah!!!" Harry interrupted. "Bloody hell, Draco, either shag me or I'll do it myself!"
Colin gasped. "Don't tell Dennis that either!!" With that, he crawled away.
"I'm going to finish what I started," Draco growled.
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"Then I'll expect Potter at five o'clock," Lucius smirked. Perfect. McGonagall gaped at him.
"That wasn't what I meant at all! Harry most certainly cannot serve detention with you!"
"That's okay, Minerva," he said coldly, "it's no problem for me." Before she could argue again, he swept away, trying to imitate Severus's intimidating (and sexy) walk.
Someone was screaming under the Slytherin table, but he wrote that off as ghosts. Vaguely, he wondered where Draco and Harry had disappeared to. Then more actively, he wondered where his wife was. Then more suspiciously, he wondered where Severus had gone to.
They were ALL BLOODY CHEATING ON HIM!!!
He dashed off to the dungeons angrily.
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Ron peered after Lucius. "He's screaming something about Severus, his love, why is he doing this to him," he reported to Narcissa. She and Neville were hunched behind him. At Dennis's suggestion, they had asked Narcissa if she wanted to join the Mexicans. Her internal position gave her great power. Damn, that sounded professional. [1]
Narcissa nodded. "He's got a great jealousy complex," she informed the boys. "We might be able to use that to our advantage."
Ron nodded brusquely. "Good idea. We'll add it to our list of things to consider."
She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. God, why had she agreed to this? Oh, right. Because she intended to be at Draco's and Harry's wedding (assuming she could pry them away from each other long enough to get married) without an insane, murderous husband. Okay, then, she'd put up with these morons.
Well, they were very cute morons. From what she could deduct, Weasley and Longbottom had just started dating. She eyed them critically; at their wedding they would want to go with casual suits- that would fit their dispositions better. Possibly cream-white suits, no tie. Whereas she wanted Draco and Harry to go super-nice and super-expensive pure-white silk tuxedos and crisp pink ties. Yes, pink. What was wrong with pink? It would match Draco's hair. For that matter, he should consider dying the tips pink.
She was jerked out of her increasingly strange reverie by Ron saying importantly, "Okay. Here's the latest Mexican goal." He paused and looked around. "Where're Colin and Dennis and Luna?"
"Colin is warning Harry and Draco of impending doom, I think Dennis might be trying to convince Luna to have sex with him. He's still stuck on the topic." Neville shuddered.
"All right, I'll summon them," Ron said, drawing himself up to his full height. He flicked his wand a couple of times. Nothing happened. "Stupid spell. It's still new."
"I'll do it," Narcissa offered. She expertly flicked her wand and a few Mexican jumping beans appeared in the air and began hopping towards the Great Hall. "There. They should be here in a few minutes."
"Neville, how do you feel about cross-dressing?" Ron asked suddenly.
"Go right ahead," Neville offered. Narcissa clapped a hand to her mouth to suppress a giggle. Who knew the boy had it in him?
Ron's ears turned pink. "No! I meant, how would you feel if I had you get into a dress?"
Neville turned to him in a huff. "No way, Ronald Weasley! Last night I let you tie me up. This night I promised to let you use those handcuffs you borrowed from Draco and Harry. You're not getting me into a dress!"
"But…"
"Ron, why in Merlin's name do you want Neville to cross-dress?" Narcissa asked curiously.
"Well- Professor Malfoy- in class once he said that if I was straight, Neville would be a girl… and I pictured him as a girl. He'd look so cute! Come on, Neville."
"No." Neville crossed his arms stubbornly.
"Any suggestion from my husband is likely to get you killed," Narcissa offered.
Ron snorted, and Dennis came running up. "Hey, Ron! Hello, Neville. Hi, Mrs. Malfoy."
"I refuse to be addressed as the wife of the world's biggest asshole," she declared.
Dennis nodded seriously. "Ron taught me all about assholes," he said solemnly. "If you don't have a Slot B, that's what you stick Tab A into."
Ron's face turned a shade of red that you normally didn't find in nature. Narcissa froze.
And Neville. The Hogwart's 'Innocent' boy. The sweetie. The slightly chubby, adorable, totally gay Neville opened his innocent mouth (well, not so innocent after last night, but whatever) and said, "You can stick your Tab A into a girl's asshole too, you know."
"Wow!" Dennis opened his eyes really wide. "Maybe Luna will let me do that!"
"No!" she blurted. She and Colin had been walking up with looks of sheer horror plastered on their faces.
"Dennis, that's it! I'm locking you in the dungeon until you're 18!" Colin scolded.
Dennis made a face and opened his mouth.
"No screaming!" Ron shrieked.
"Mexican goal!" Narcissa said quickly. "Give us the next Mexican goal, Ron."
He sniffed and unrolled the scroll.
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Mexican Goal:
Lucius Great Snake Malfoy's prized possession, besides his Great Snake, is his hair. We will make it as ugly as humanly or wizardly possible.
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"This will be good," Ron snickered. "We can change his hair to look like Snape's!"
Neville looked at him. Colin and Dennis looked at him. Luna and Narcissa looked at him. Ron frowned.
"He'd probably take it as some twisted sign, wouldn't he?"
"Yeah," Narcissa affirmed.
"Doesn't this bother you?" Neville asked suddenly.
"No, not really. Last time it was Fudge he was lusting over. Severus is beautiful in comparison."
They all looked at her in horror. She glanced casually back. "Oh, that wasn't what you meant. No, I don't care that he wants everyone on the planet but me. Well, he does want me. And we have our fun. Other than that, if he has affairs with other people, it's sort of like giving me permission to do the same!"
"Hmmmm…" Dennis thought out loud, looking thoughtfully at Narcissa. Colin froze.
"No. No. No. No. No…" Ron chanted softly.
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"D'you remember when we first met?" Harry asked Draco dreamily.
Draco nodded against his shoulder. The boys were hiding in the Charms classroom, avoiding Lucius. They were pretty sure that Flitwick at least knew they were in there, but for some strange reason he was avoiding them. Honestly, the mess they made in the Great Hall hadn't been that bad.
"I fell in love with you from the second I laid my eyes on your messy hair and scruffy clothes," Draco announced.
"You did not," Harry said. "You were thinking more about yourself than me. But I just stood there, transfixed by your marvelous voice…"
"Well, it is marvelous," Draco acknowledged, "but the reason I was talking about that meaningless crap was because I was so in love with you, I couldn't stop my mouth from running. And then the second time I saw you, remember, I was so jealous that I tried to yank you away from Ron."
"You hated me 'cause I rejected you," Harry proclaimed. "But I only pushed you away because I didn't know how long I could look at you without jumping on you and ravishing your beautiful lips."
"You were 11. You did not think such thoughts. I, on the other hand, was a perverted kid. I wanted to shag you from the moment we saw each other in the dress shop. Remember how I kept steering the conversation toward broomsticks?"
"You were thinking purely wood. You had no idea the effect it was having on me."
"No, I was more in love with you."
"No, I loved you so much I was about to explode, right from the moment you saw me. And you hated me so I lusted uselessly."
"Yeah, right, you couldn't stand me. You wanted to curse me."
"You hated me but I loved you!"
"No, you hated me but I loved you!"
They stared at each other a moment in silence.
"Was that our first ever fight? As a couple?" Harry asked finally.
"I think so," Draco nodded slowly.
Harry looked at him seriously. "I guess… I guess you know what this means."
They broke out into wide grins.
"Make-up sex!" Draco announced.
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Lucius found Severus calmly brewing potions in the dungeon. He was alone. Lucius ensured this by blasting the cauldrons apart to make sure some slutty Slytherin wasn't hiding in one.
He stalked up to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room in indignation. Severus was so mean! It was very unreasonable to call him a paranoid git and to scream that there was no chance of them ever dating. And when he entered the classroom… and found the Acromantula admiring the new decorating job…
He ran crying back down to Snape. Who sighed, threw his pride out the window, and comforted him.
And the first year Hufflepuffs who had class next weren't fatally wounded at least. Little Jimmy only spent a week in the hospital wing. He eventually recovered.
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[1] – I just wanted to put this in randomly, because I found it hilarious: Right after I wrote "Her internal position gave her great power," my beta wrote "that sounded weird." And the next line, of course: "Damn, that sounded professional." ^___^ Well, that about sums up how I'm trying to portray Ron, don'tcha think?
And another chapter done! Albeit, a bit short, but I was away all weekend, and I wanted to stick to the Tuesday schedule. (Plus, I think my insanely long author's notes add about 600 words.) I have a couple things to say to you beloved reviewers:
I got a really polite review telling me that she didn't like reading the Mexican scenes and that she thought it was boring. I've also had other implications that people were there just for the Harry/Draco. ::sigh:: I guess I can't write to please everyone, I've had plenty of reviews commenting on the Mexican's funny antics. I really am sorry to know this, but like I said: I don't think there's anything I could write that would make everyone 100% satisfied with this fic.
I realize that this is a sequel to an entirely Draco/Harry-centric fic, so people might be expecting more of the same. I'll try and work in even more D/H scenes, but the Mexicans are really the only plot device I have. ^_^ Besides, I enjoy writing them. I guess the only thing I have to say to the reviewer is: Thanks for being nice about it.
I know how my fic is going to end, thanks to a suggestion from a different reviewer. ^_^ Don't worry, that won't be for at least two more chapters. I'm struggling with the Lucius/Snape issue, though. You guys have probably noticed that this is entirely one-sided love. I actually was considering hooking up Narcissa and Severus at the end, but I discarded that idea pretty early on. No more couples will be introduced from here on. Anyway, I think… I think I'll finish it very ambiguously, so you can invent your own ending. Not with the Draco/Harry stuff, of course, I believe I very clearly stated (through Draco) that they would be shagging each other the rest of their lives. ^__^ You'll see what I mean about all this bull later.
And I'm surprised so few people have commented on the OOCness. Actually, I only recall one review at this point. They are ALL VERY OOC. I know this. I find this funny. I hope you agree. ~_^
You know, I guess a lot of people go through this, but I never intended the story to get this far. "Telling Everyone" was an idea I got in the middle of the night when I was trying to get to sleep. I scratched down a list of people Harry would tell, and a list of people Draco would tell, and promptly dozed off. The next day, I basically made up the conversations as I went along at the computer. I don't even know where the idea for the sequel came into play, but I started writing without having any idea where the story was going. And now look at it! Mexicans, Ron/Neville, sex-crazy Dennis, Harry and Draco shagging every five minutes, deranged Lucius, scheming Narcissa- I even managed to throw in Gilderoy Lockhart! ^_^ What a random fic.
And if you've read all this author's note- better yet, if you understand all this author's note- you are to be commended. O.O
Last but not least, let's keep up the positive trend of reviewing!! Oh, and to those reviewers who keep telling me to update soon: I update Tuesdays. Every Tuesday. I think I've only missed one, and that was when my computer was broken. And I made up for that. ^_^ So look for a new chapter then!