Dress to Kill

Author : IPokari, * : pokkangel@yahoo.com

Rating : R (I'm not really sure about the rating stuff)

Summary : Harry Potter, hiding from his famousness turn into a cross-dresser?!

Pairings : Harry/Draco (my favourite), Ron/Hermione, Seamus/Neville

Disclaimer : Wish I've thought it first, but you know that JK Rowling, Warner Bross and some other people I don't even know. Some other thing you never heard before might be mine though.

Warnings : slash, male pregnancy and find out the rest.

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Third Dress Innocent?!

Jamie was restless all day. She had been thinking about what she was going to do about Draco. She was so confuse about her own feeling. She thought that she hated him but the way he looked at her body made something strange flicker in her heart.

And what happen last night was soooooo embarrassing. She was so shock when she waked up only to find herself stark naked. She had to do something about it. She couldn't just let him get away with that. What a way to treat a lady.

And then, there was something else she should cope with. Her returning to London, to the wizarding world. She had been avoiding it by telling Sirius, Ron and Hermione, the only three who knew where she was and what she did, that she needed time to think about her future, and another time to forget about the war.

Those were reasons, they all knew it and let her with it, but not anymore. Sirius even blackmailed her if she refused to go back. He would send her pictures to the Daily Prophet and gave them special interview. And she had promised Hermione that she would come to her and Ron's third anniversary.

Sigh. She went to her small kitchen. It was passed the lunchtime and she was not really hungry but she had to fill her stomach. Great, I only got ice cream and left over pizza. She threw away the cold pizza and got the spoon to have her lunch. Half eaten bowl chocolate ice cream.

Went back to her couch, her mind back to her life back in London. She lost contact with her friends. Only knew something from what Hermione told her.

Ron was an Auror and Hermione just love to spend her time taking care of her baby and writing some books. Seamus went to work at the ministry with Percy. While Neville and Dean owned a flower shop. Never know Dean had something like that in him. They were all doing great, and if nothing happened Seamus and Neville would get married in this summer.

Sigh. What about her? They thought she was hiding but they were wrong. She was having a great live. She was model, famous and happy. But…

Maybe going back wasn't a bad idea. She could live with Sirius. He got his fortune back and with the amount the ministry conferred him for 'miscapture and justice failure that took his freedom and good name'; he didn't really have to work. So he just opened a small bar where he could just met some friend and had fun concoct alcoholic things.

She put away her empty bowl and washed the spoon. She really had to start packing if she meant to return to England. She had to plan her future. What she would do there. Maybe just help Sirius run his bar.

And she hadn't met her muggle family for almost six year. She wanted to see how their faces change when they met her, their 'disgrace nephew and cousin'. Yeah, sure it would be so much fun. Maybe she had to pay them a visit after all their kindness. And she would…

The bell rang. Jamie walked slowly to the door. She didn't expect any guess and preferred to enjoy her afternoon in peace. Opened the door, she had to raise her head to meet Draco's grey eyes. She just stared at him, her head refused to think, so she just glared at him. Long enough for Draco's eyes to wander at her body.

She was wearing black tight top, with 'I'm a proud lady' printed in the front, right at her breast. This time she didn't show her belly. For a change she wear a low cut and a very short ripped-off blue jeans. The shortest short ever. And she just pulled her long hair in a ponytail. Without make up and bare feet, she looked like a naughty schoolgirl. Draco could see the old Harry Potter in the now Jamie Evans.

"Thinking about hexes you want to throw at me?"

"Just tell me what are you doing here, Malfoy. I'm very busy now. If you want to apologize for what you did last night, you better…"

"Did I do something wrong? I just thought that you would be more comfortable without your clothes on."

"It's just sooooooo nice of you."

"Why don't you let me in, and just so how grateful you are?"

"You got to be kidding. I'm very busy, and may you have a nice day."

Jamie moved to close the door, and then she felt a pair of hands at her breast. She turned to find the object of her hate (or desire?) standing behind her. So close she could actually felt the soft fabric he wore.

"Yeah, you should be proud of you size." He whispered at her ear.

For a moment, Jamie lost his ability to talk and move.

"Don't you ever hear of 'bra'? Women, especially ladies, wear it. Just to be decent and it helped to keep the shape."

"You know too much, Malfoy. And watch you hands." Jamie turned to give him a punch, but he managed to avoid it.

"Now, I just realise how much I miss you, Potter. But I prefer a wizard duel, not muggles rudeness." Draco caught her hands, twisted it behind her back and pulled her closer to possess her lips.

It was a real kiss, no teasing in it. Before Jamie realised it, she had her free hand messing Draco's hair. The kisses turned too hot, she could feel something hard stroke her stomach. And much to her nightmares, she could felt herself aroused.

Suddenly Draco broke their lips. He snatched her up by her waist and carried her at his shoulder as if she was weightless.

Jamie felt her world upside down, a little dizzy but her adrenalin worked harder. She felt very excited about what to come next. And suddenly she was thrown. She could felt her bed at her back. That's was the last thought before Draco pounced on her.

***

"Draco….., wake up," Jamie had been trying to wake him for the last five minutes, but Draco didn't even move his eyes. "Come on, you can't be that tired. Wake up. I'm hungry."

"I am tired," Draco hauled her closer and trapped her under his naked body, "I don't know you're a wildcat. And I have no idea how you love to purr." Kiss kiss "Tell, when the last time you had sex."

Jamie tried to push him away, "I can't believe you asked me such question."

"Answer me."

"Am I that bad?"

"No, just too much enthusiasm. Not a bad thing, but I can use much sleep and food. Nutrient." Kiss kiss "Am I your first?"

"No." Jamie doubt if she should told him, "Well, you're my first after four years."

"Four years, hmm, that explains it. So who's the first, and second, and third, and fourth, and what number I am."

"Curious, aren't we," there was a long kissed before Jamie found her answer It's much better than a long pause. "Just two before you, Draco. See, I can't really have sex with muggles right, and with wizards…"

"Why not, I'm a wizard, and I love the sex with you, you know like having sex with two genders in a go, wow."

Jamie was all red. "I could just imagine how many Rita Skeeters come after me, then. That's scary."

"Yeah, scary."

Jamie felt safe with Draco's arms around her. She smiled to herself, and just this morning I want to hex him.

"Tell me about them. Are they someone I know?"

"That's not fair, Draco. It's not like you're telling me who you slept with. And don't mind answer me. You probably lost your count anyway."

Draco licked her neck. Trying to mark her.

"No, Draco. NO mark. I still got my last photograph session for the fashion magazine tomorrow and they don't need some hickeys."

"So, do I know them?" Draco was very persistent and he wouldn't stop until his questions answered.

"Hmm, yeah. You know about them. My first one was… how should I put it. Hmm, he kind of innocent… we kind of innocent. Only last five months. We're too different. Won't work out anyway."

Draco tickled her. "You're not so innocent before. So, what about the second."

"He… he's fine. He's attractive and dangerous. He's a great person. And I always have something for hot and dangerous men. We're great together."

"Should I be worry?"

"I guess… NO. It's a long time ago. Only last about two years, I guess. I don't remember anymore. Hey, I don't even remember why we broke up."

"Good. Just forget him."

"I will if you let me eat. Come on, Draco. I'm hungry."

"Alright. What you want to eat."

"Pizza. There's a good one on the corner of this street. They have delivery service. Hmm, the deliver boys are so cute."

"What, then I better go and pick it up myself."

"Oh, please. I just called them, and you," She reached into the drawer and pulled out her wand, charmed Draco's clothes clean and fresh, "You could use the bathroom first."

***

"Harry, aren't you done yet? I guess that's the pizza guy. I'll get it, you could take your time in there," Draco clad only in his black trousers and a towel around his neck went to the door and once again met the annoying Peter Donovan.

After a long silence, "Can I help you," Draco asked coldly, fought the urge to slam the door in his face.

"Yes, I like to meet Jamie."

Draco could see the confusion in his face. But before he could say anything, Jamie, only in her over sized red bathrobe, chose that moment to come out of the bathroom.

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16 February 2003, 1.20 pm