Hey Everyone! I know, I know, it's taken me longer than I wanted to get this chapter done. But, it's here now! I'm really sorry for the wait…I've been swamped with homework, family coming to visit, and a little writer's block, but I finally got it done! Thanks for being patient and waiting! Anyway, on with the story…

Chapter Eleven

Kylee reluctantly opened her eyes and stretched. Then she smiled as images from her dream drifted back to her. She gave a contented sigh before sitting up and opening the curtains around her bed. The dorm room was empty. I think these people get up far too early. Did it ever kill anyone to get an extra hour of sleep, she thought as she climbed out of bed. Then she had to admit to herself that she was glad the dorm was always empty when she woke up. Let's just say that she didn't really get along with her dorm mates. She walked over to her trunk to pull out her clothes for the day when she remembered something…. Today was Saturday and the first Hogsmeade trip! She could have jumped up and down with delight, but she restrained herself. Hmm…this called for extra care in getting ready. She dug through her trunk until she found what she wanted. She pulled out a black skirt that was short, but not so short that it was slutty. This was her favorite skirt and she had been saving it for their first date. When she had it on it reached to mid-thigh. It was all black and pleated at the bottom. She then pulled out a spaghetti strap tank top. It was a very pale pink color. It was close fitting in the bust area, but after that it was loose and flowing. It wasn't one of those ones that were, in her opinion, too short to even be called shirts. It was fairly long, but it was one of her favorite shirts. After she was dressed she went over to the full-length mirror to inspect her appearance. Hmmm…Yes, this is definitely one of my better outfits. Now, how should I wear my hair? After trying several different styles, she gave one last flick of the wand and looked in the mirror to inspect her handiwork. Her hair was now in loose curls with the front strands tied back with a ribbon to keep them out of her face. She then went over to her dresser, where she lightly swept a golden/pink color eyeshadow over her lids. She never really liked to wear makeup, and she only did on special occasions. This was her favorite eyeshadow because she really thought it highlighted the flecks of gold hidden in her chocolate eyes. She then swept on some clear lipgloss and looked in the mirror one last time before pulling on the best of her robes and placing her wand and a little bag of money in the pockets. This was going to be a good day; she just had a feeling about it.

Kylee was standing by the doors in the Entrance Hall waiting for Harry. She had been standing there for fifteen minutes and she was starting to worry that he had forgotten about her and gone ahead with his friends. Where is he? What if he forgot? What if he just completely forgot that this was going to be our first date? What if…

"Kylee!"

"Harry! Hey," she replied while letting out a relieved sigh.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. I overslept and Ron ended up having to drag me out of bed," Harry said as he gave her a quick kiss.

"Oh, no I've only been waiting for around fifteen minutes," she replied while smiling at him.

"Sorry, you look great today. I don't think I've ever seen anyone as beautiful as you," Harry replied while grasping her hand and making her turn around in a full circle.

"Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself," she replied while winking at him.

"Oh, it's nothing really. I just borrowed this shirt from Seamus, he a fashion fanatic," Harry replied while a slight blush crept across his cheeks.

"Ah, well we'd better go. There's hardly anyone left in the line and the carriages are about to leave," Kylee replied while taking his hand in hers and making her way over to where Filch was checking off names.

"Miss Baise, Mister Potter. You'd better not be off to any mischief. I'll be watching you when you get back Mister Potter," Filch growled as they walked by.

"Honestly, the way he talks you'd think I was going to come back with bags full of pranks and set them off in the castle," Harry said while smiling at her.

"What?! Harry Potter getting into mischief! I never heard such a preposterous idea," Kylee said, teasing him as they climbed into the last carriage with any room in it.

The carriage held Luna and Ginny already so they spent the ride up to Hogsmeade talking amiably with the two younger girls. Well, more like Harry and Luna were talking to everyone. Ginny and Kylee were just being civil towards each other. Unlike Ron, Ginny, and Hermione, Luna had no reserves about Kylee. Kylee got along well with her and liked her because she was not as judgmental as others could be. True, she could be a little 'out-there' sometimes, but she was a really nice person.

"So, where do you want to go first," Harry asked while chuckling at the look of amazement Kylee had on her face.

"Hey! It's not nice to laugh at people to their face! You're supposed to wait until I'm not standing right beside you," she said while playfully smacking his arm.

"Oh, whoops. I'll have to remember that next time," Harry teased.

"Ha-Ha. Is it my fault that I didn't grow up in a wizarding town? No, it's not. That would be the fault of my parents."

"Well, are you going to go home and smack their arms for depriving you? I'll even owl them and tell them off."

"Hmmm…as tempting as that sounds, I'm going to pass on it. I don't think my parents would like it if someone they've never met started owling them about being bad parents and depraving me of things as a child."

"Oh, imagine that. Well, you can always owl the Dursleys for me and threaten to turn them into bats or something since their son always seems to find 'Harry beating' an interesting pastime," Harry joked.

"I would be glad to," she replied while giving him a quick kiss.

"Good. Now where do you want to go first?"

"I don't know…I've never been anywhere like this."

"Well, I believe this calls for a once in a lifetime chance: Harry's Official Tour Of Hogsmeade," he stopped for a minute while he appeared to be thinking, "And since you're a friend of mine, I believe I can get the price down to five kisses."

"Deal, but you'll have to wait for the payment. I don't want to pay and then not get what I paid for now do I?"

"Of course not, but I better get my payment," Harry replied while leaning in to kiss her.

"Hey," said as she moved out of the way. "I haven't gotten my tour yet!"

"Well, we'd better get a move on it because I don't think I can wait until the end of the day for my payment," Harry replied while grabbing her hand.

"Just one more thing…You don't ask all of your customers for kisses as payment, do you," she asked as he began to pull her towards their first stop.

"Nope, just you. In fact, you're the first and only customer I've ever had."

"Well, in that case, I feel honored."

"You should," he replied.

"Whew," Kylee sighed as she plopped down into the booth. "I don't think I've walked that much in a long time."

"Hmm…well, we should get you out more," Harry replied while he sat beside her.

"Are you trying to say that I'm out of shape?"

"Of course not, you're just not in shape," he replied.

"I know," she said while smiling at him.

They were in the Three Broomsticks. After a day of touring they were both quite tired and decided to stop at the famous bar for a much-needed rest. They were sitting in a booth on the back wall of the bar with all their bags sitting on the floor beside them.

"What can I get for you," Madame Rosmerta asked as she walked over to their table.

"Two butterbeers," Harry replied.

"Alright, they'll be here in a moment," she said as she walked back to the bar with their order.

"So, when do I get my payment?"

"Hmm…we'll see. I'll be sure to let you know."

"Yeah…," the rest of his sentence was cut off as he turned and saw Ron and Hermione coming through the doors of the bar.

Harry waved to them, but they just stood there.

"I'm going to go ask them if they want to sit with us."

"Harry…you know they don't like me. And it's just because I'm a Slytherin. They won't even give me a chance," Kylee finished with a scowl.

"If I can get them to come over and sit with us, will you try to get along with them," Harry asked with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Of course, I know you want us to get along, but I don't think it's me that has the problem. I obviously don't have a problem with Gryffindors."

"Ok, I know I can get them to at least be civil," Harry said before walking off with a determined look on his face.

True to his word, he came back a few minutes later with a reluctant looking Hermione and Ron in tow. Harry once again took his seat beside her while Ron and Hermione sat in the seat across from them. Harry looked like he was waiting for someone to say something so Kylee decided she'd better start it off.

"Hi Hermione, Ron," she said while smiling politely at them.

"Hi," they replied before lapsing into silence again.

Harry motioned to Madame Rosmerta to bring two more butterbeers over and picked up his own.

"So, what have you two been doing all day," he asked Ron and Hermione, trying to break the silence that had enveloped the table.

"We went to Honeyduke's to stock up on sweets and we went to Zonko's to look at the latest competition for Fred and George," Ron said, finishing the last part with a grin.

"Do they have anything new?"

"Nothing the twins can't beat. It's too bad you weren't at the Burrow this summer, mate. They were showing us all of their new inventions."

"Yeah, I wish I could have been there. But I got stuck with the Dursleys again. At least they don't lock me in the cupboard anymore."

"Harry…"

"I know, Hermione..'It's not safe for me to be outside of the Dursley's house when school's out'," he said with a sigh.

"So, did you guys do anything else," Kylee interjected, trying to keep them from arguing.

They all looked something akin to shocked when she spoke seeing as she had been silent for awhile, but then Ron answered.

"Not much, we stopped at the new quidditch supply store, though I had to drag 'Mione in there… Harry, mate, you've have to check out that store! It's amazing, they have some great stuff in there!"

"Are you talking about the one across from Gladrag's?"

"Yeah, they just built it this summer. It's absolutely amazing," Ron answered enthusiastically.

"Me and Harry stopped there on the way to see the Shrieking Shack. We were looking at the new racing brooms. I really like quidditch, but I'm not one for playing on school teams. I don't like all of those people staring at me."

"Ah, you get used to it after awhile. You should have seen Ron at his first game," Harry said with a chuckle, while Ron glared at him. "I'm just kidding, Ron. He did great," Harry told Kylee.

"I'm sure he did."

"So you're not going to tryout for the quidditch team," Ron asked Kylee.

"Ah, no. I'm a bit phobic about the whole school staring at me. I'd end up too nervous to stay in the game," she replied.

"Harry, did Dumbledore lift that 'life-time ban'?"

"Actually, he hasn't said anything about it. I'll ask him next time I get a chance."

"What?! He'd better lift it! Ginny's great, but she's not you! You have to be on the team," Ron replied, practically shouting.

"Ron, calm down. I'm sure he'll let me back on the team. You know Dumbledore," Harry said, trying to calm down his friend.

"Yeah, you're right. We can't let Malfoy beat us again. Stupid self-indulged prat."

Kylee flinched a little at Ron's statement. Malfoy was her friend, even if he could be a prat sometimes. Unfortunately, Ron saw her flinch.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, not sounding sincere at all, "I forgot someone at this table actually likes Malfoy."

"Ron," Hermione said, putting a hand on his arm.

"No, 'Mione. If you like Malfoy so much, the why are you here? Why don't you go spend time with him?"

"I happen to like Harry too. Is that not allowed?"

"No, it's not. It's not possible to like Harry and Malfoy. You have to have one side or the other."

"Well I'm not on one side or the other. I like them both for different reasons, and the last time I checked I could like whomever I pleased. I may be in Slytherin, and I hold a loyalty to my house, but that doesn't mean I can't like Harry too. Maybe you need to stop being so prejudiced against Slytherins! Not all of us are bad," she finished while standing up from the table. "Harry, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm welcome here. I'll see you later, ok?"

"Alright, I might even find you in a minute," he replied while kissing her on the cheek.

She bent down to pick up her bags before walking out of the bar.

Harry watched Kylee leave the Three Broomsticks before turning back to Ron and Hermione.

"How could you do that, Ron?"

"Mate, she's a Slytherin and she likes Malfoy! How can you like her?!"

"Because she makes me happy! She makes me forget about everything for a minute when I'm with her. If you were really my friend then you would just be happy that I'm happy," Harry said while practically glaring at Ron.

"Harry, of course we're glad that you're happy! We just don't trust her," Hermione said indignantly.

"Well I do trust her. You just don't know her like I do. Will you please act civil when you see her? For me?"

"Of course we will, mate, but just know that we don't trust her," Ron answered, not wanting to make his friend turn away from him.

"Well, you don't have too. I'll see you two back at the castle; I'm going to go find Kylee," Harry said while getting up from the table and grabbing his bags.

"Okay, Harry, you're not mad at us are you," Hermione asked carefully.

Harry sighed. "No, I just wish you would try to get along with her," he said as he walked from the table.

He left the Three Broomsticks and set out to find Kylee.

"Kylee, hold on a minute!"

Kylee turned around to see whom the voice belonged to and was surprised to see Malfoy walking up to her.

"Draco? I thought you weren't talking to me," she said while giving him the trademark Slytherin smirk, you do learn some things from your housemates.

"Well, I wasn't, but I saw that you looked pissed about something and decided to come see what unsuspecting person I get to hex. Why aren't you with Potter?"

"Well, I was with Harry, but then Granger and Weasley entered the picture."

"Ah, I see why you didn't want to stick around. What idiotic thing did they do now?"

"Just the usual 'you're-in-Slytherin-so-you-must-be-an-untrustworthy-bitch' predjudice," she said with malice.

"Yeah, they seem to be good at that. They do it to me all the time and what have I ever done to deserve their wrath," he asked with feigned innocence.

"Oh, I don't know," she answered sarcastically.

"Neither do I. Well, obviously you were just going to let that ruin your day, but we can't let those two spoil all the fun. Have you ever had Firewhiskey?"

"No…"

"Come on, I'm taking you to the Hogshead."

"How are we going to get in? I thought students weren't allowed."

"Kylee, this is me you're talking to."

"Oh…right. Is anyone else there?"

"I think Zambini and a couple lower years are going to be there," he answered while steering her down an alleyway.

At the end of the alleyway, Draco held a door open for her and waited for her to go in. When Kylee walked in, she found herself in another bar. This one was darker inside though, but not so dark that you couldn't see, it was just not as…bright. She studied the room for a minute while Draco was talking to the wizard behind the bar. It was about the same size as the Three Broomsticks. The walls were covered in wood paneling and had a few paintings up along with some advertisements for various alcoholic drinks. The room was filled with circular tables of various sizes along with barstools. The actual bar went along the whole length of the right-side wall. It was fairly high and looked to be made of mahogany. It had barstools all along the front of it for the customers to sit on and a fair amount of them were taken. Shelves that held bottles of all shapes and sizes covered the wall behind the bar. The bottles were filled with liquids of every color and some that Kylee had never seen before. The bartender himself looked…rough. He was fairly tall with long, stringy, black hair and a full beard. He had several scars along his face and obsidian eyes. This was the man that Draco was now talking to. When Draco was finished, he turned back to Kylee and led her over to a table in the corner, which held Blaise along with his date, a Fifth year Slytherin named Aden. She took the seat across from Blaise while Draco took the other seat at the four-person table. She smiled at Blaise and gave him a suggestive wink while motioning towards his date. He just gave her a smug looking smirk and whispered something in Aden's ear. Kylee smiled to her self, Blaise always did have good taste. Draco seemed to get agitated at not being the center of attention and whispered into her ear, "We could always follow their lead and make out."

"Draco, they're not making out."

"What's your point," he whispered back.

She could just picture his smirk and turned towards him, not realizing that his face was only a few inches from hers and by turning she made it so their lips were dangerously close. Kylee's breathing kicked up a notch. She mentally chided herself for think about Draco's lips. You have a boyfriend. What would Harry think if he walked in and saw you here nearly kissing Draco? She leaned forward like she was going to kiss Draco, but turned her face at the last second so her lips were right beside his ear.

"I have a boyfriend."

Draco just sat there for a minute looking something between stumped and shocked. Then they both realized that they were in fact in a bar and had two very amused Slytherins sitting right across from them. She sat back in her seat and mock-glared at Blaise. Blaise just smiled at her.

"Damn, and I thought we were going to get a show. Please, don't stop just because were here," Blaise said with a smirk.

"Ha-ha. Unfortunately for you, I did not come here to be your personal porn show. If you want a show so bad then floo to a strip club! And, besides, I have to go," she said while getting up from the table and leaving the bar. Luckily Draco was still a little shocked and didn't think to follow her. Once she got out of the alley, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. That was way too close…

"Kylee!"

Oh Gods, please don't let it be Harry, don't let it be Harry, she thought as she opened her eyes to see…Harry running towards her. She groaned before pushing her self off the wall and walking towards him. It's ok…just don't say anything about Draco.

"Kylee I…," the rest of his sentence was cut off.

"I wasn't in the Hogshead with Draco," she blurted out.

Shit, double shit…smooth move there, Kylee. She mentally berated herself while praying that Harry just completely missed that little statement.

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh…nothing. What were you saying?"

"Oh, I was just going to say that I'm sorry for the way Ron acted and ask if I could walk you back to the castle."

"Of course, and don't worry, it's not your fault that Ron can be a prat too."

"Alright."

And they walked off into the sunset….well, not really. They walked back to the castle together, holding hands and talking.

Whew…that was a long chapter! I'm so sorry that it took me forever to finish! Really, I am. I just went through a major stage of something akin to writer's block! Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Now…REVIEW!!!! ~Kala