Okay, chapter 5! Yay. Thanks soooo much to all my reviewers! I love reviews, it's pathetic, but if I get one, I'm smiling for, like, the next hour. So please keep reviewing. I'll love you forever, I'll do anything, yes, *anything* But I'm sad, for two reasons! And I'm going to tell you both. I wrote a Harry/Snape oneshot, but it's "dirty" and so I can't post it on here. So, I might make a website, wouldn't that be cool, I've never had my own website. Wee! And secondly, I'm playing FFVII, and Sephiroth won't *die* Argh! Anyways, back to the story, please read, and review.
Disclaimer: All but plot belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Rated: PG13...I think, drinking isn't bad is it? I don't think so, so It's staying PG13 at the time being, so there! But, yeah, really, this isn't too low of a rating is it, I'd call it PG, but there is swears, and drinking, so, yeah, tell me if you think it is to low.
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Draco tiptoed through the silent hallways, he soft padded feet barely making a sound. It was still early, not yet even ten but he felt he needed to take a walk. Harry was probably in the dorms, taking a hot shower…
Gods, okay, not a good thing to think of, thought Draco, scrunching up his eyes in attempt to rid himself of the image. 'Come on Draco, he's your best friend, you shouldn't be thinking of him this way. He's your friend, your best friend, but still your friend. You shouldn't be picturing your friends, in the shower, naked. Fuck.'
'C'mon Draco, you got over this last year. You can't be thinking like this anymore.' He thought, a blush creeping up his cheeks, at the image of Harry, still in the shower. 'Fuck!'
As Draco was walking he heard a pair of footsteps coming his way. He stepped into the shadows of a statue, not wanting to be seen. Within a few moments he heard the voices of the two biggest troublemakers of the school.
Fred and George.
Draco smiled quickly to himself, betting they would be talking about his earlier encounter with Ron. Seems Ron had huffed back to the dorm, telling everyone how Draco, Harry and Blaise had snuck up upon him and attacked him. He claimed it was a miracle he escaped unscathed…..
'…..Except perhaps, for his pride,' thought Draco wryly.
And he was write, soon the Weasley twins stopped, directly in front of him. 'Damn' thought Draco, quietly sucking in a breath.
"--on, he was going on about how queer the three of them were, saying Blaise was only dating Pasny as a cover." Said one of the twins, George he thought. "I know they have never gotten along, but I've never even seen Harry start a fight with our little Ronnykins." Draco snorted at the twins nickname for there youngest brother.
"Anyways, Ron's practically twice as big as Harry, or even Draco, but he still goes after the," said the other twin, Fred, as he took a swig of something out of a small flask.
"Yeah" said George distractedly, looking around, "Quite Fred, I think I heard something" George whispered harshly. Fred fumbled around quickly in his robes, looking for a place to place his flask, thought Draco, smirking at the anxious look on both the twin's faces. The two both assumed normal faces and continued down the passageway.
Draco waited till the two of them turned the corner before stepping gently out of the shadows, a smug look on his face. 'That's what Harry needs' thought Draco, evoking the memory of Fred's flask, 'that's what will make him feel better.' Draco walked promptly back to his dorm, a slight smile on his face.
He had a plan. A perfect plan. It would cheer Harry up and help get his own mind of off his best friend. He'd make a bet with Harry, a bet of who could bed the most people. It might not be the best idea, but if Harry was with someone else, maybe, just maybe, Draco wouldn't be thinking of him, that way.
'What, can't even admit it to yourself,' he thought disgustedly. There was no way he could let Harry know how he thought. He didn't want to lose Harry's friendship, he wouldn't risk it.
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"Harry," Draco called, as he stepped into the dormitories, looking around for the black-haired boy.
"He's up in your room Draco," replied Blaise, waving his hands towards the prefects area before returning to the magazine he was reading.
"All right, thank you," finished Draco, heading immediately up the stairs, two large silver flasks in each hand.
Draco pushed open the door with his foot, abandoning all sense of dignity he usually kept around others. He walked into his room to find Harry lying on the bed, one arm covering his eyes, the other draped across his stomach. "Harry, wake up, I brought you a surprise," said Draco, as he poked Harry in the stomach with his toe. Harry looked so sad lying there, Draco wanted to go up and just lie down next to him, hold and comfort him, but he couldn't. They were just friends, 'Damn'
"Erhm….What is it Drake," asked Harry, unmoving.
"If you looked you'd see," Draco said happily, holding up the flasks as Harry uncovered his eyes, "Yup, you go it," he grinned as Harry's eyes widened. Smiling wickedly he set down three of the four flasks by the bed. The fourth he kept, slowly spinning the top off.
"Draco! Where did you get those?!" cried Harry, laughing at Draco's enigmatic looks.
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Okay, I know I promised drinking in this chapter. You can tell we are almost there, but I got tired of writing, my hands hurt, and yeah, so no drinking yet. But, next chapter, I swear. If you review I'll post it quicker ::whistles innocently:: Did my bribing work, are you hitting that "submit review" button right now. You should be! Please, help me fell love, help me be famous, help me take over the world of slash! Mwahhahaha, okay, yeah, no more pills for me. Uhm Hmm. Yes, exactly, but really, please review!