Dress to Kill
Author : IPokari, : pokkangelyahoo.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.
Note: unbeta-ed
Seventh Dress Veronica who? And… Blaise?!
Jamie patiently stood still as Lindsay took her measurement.
"I'm so glad that you decided to come back to London after all." Lindsay smiled. "But I should say that it was a rush, considering you never even visit England in between your works."
Jamie shrugged. "I met someone I know and he took me back."
"You're with someone now?" Lindsay looked disappointed.
"Yeah." Jamie grinned. "Great on bed."
Lindsay sighed. "Well, I hope he treat you right. Anyway, I'm preparing for the summer show, I'll send you the contract soon."
"Take your time." Jamie smiled. "I'm not leaving England."
"Good." Lindsay smiled at her. "Oh, Jamie, I really miss you. How about we have lunch together and exchange gossip."
Jamie chuckled. "Irresistible proposition I said. Unfortunately I already had an appointment."
"With that guy?"
"With that guy." Jamie nodded. She knew that Lindsay was a bi and sometimes when she wasn't seeing anybody, she liked to hit on her.
"Well, I guess I call you then."
"Yup, see you again." Jamie kissed her cheek before she took her jacket and leave the studio. She had call the cab before and told the driver Draco's office address.
Leaving the country for four years, Jamie hadn't recognised the streets or the building. She trusted the driver would take her to the right address.
Jamie opened her handbag and took out her small mirror. Decided that she didn't need to fix her makeup, she returned the mirror and take a look around. But the scenery didn't attract her. She chose to study her chosen clothes.
Draco had bought her many clothes but hardly her taste. She was dress in transparent tank-top that show her bikini-like black bra. She wore one of her tight, black, leather pants with matching stiletto. She had her coat which almost reaching her middle thigh so this should satisfy Draco.
'Really, I wore less clothes before and it's not like men was jumping at me.' Harry frowned a little. 'And I can protect myself when stupid horny men decided that they wanted to have a little fuck.'
She paid the cab and walked into the high building and following Draco's instruction to just take the lift and hit the highest level. She ignored the look when she walked to the Director's room. She used to the look of lust throw at her.
She easily found what she looking for. Draco gave her clear description. However he forgot to tell her about the beautiful woman sitting before his room. Stopping her and gave her belittle look.
"Excuse me," Jamie looked for any identification as who was this woman. "Who are you?"
"Veronica Madison, Mr. Malfoy's secretary." The woman stood, intimidating in her taller body. "Mr. Malfoy informed me that he can't be disturbed. He is waiting for an important guest."
"Really."
"May I know your name, if you leave a message I would let Mr. Malfoy notified." She smirked. "Or perhaps you prefer to wait." She pointed to the sofa on the next room.
"It's alright. I won't want to bother you." Jamie smiled sweetly and opened her handbag. She took out her mobile phone, courtesy to Draco's kindness, and hit Draco's personal number he had added before.
Jamie smiled delightedly when she heard Draco's voice on the other line. She walked to the wall in front of the secretary and leant on leisurely. "Hello darling."
"Harry?"
"Busy?" Jamie smiled despite the name. She wanted to look at the arrogant woman's face when Draco walked out to her.
"Where have you been, I've been waiting for you."
"Why don't you come and get me?" Jamie answered playfully.
"And where would you be?"
"Why don't you open your door and take a look?"
"Now?"
Jamie could hear the step. "Now." She called off the line and waiting as the door was opened and Draco took a long step at her.
"Jamie." Draco lifted her in his arms and kissed her mouth.
Jamie was satisfied when Draco finally called her by her new name. It took seductions to threats of no more sex to take it, but she won. Draco would call her Jamie when they were on public. When Draco kissed her, her thought about the secretary vanished. She enjoyed the kiss until Draco lifted his head.
"What took you so long?" He gently led her to his office.
"You know the traffic." Jamie smiled, oblivious of a pair of jealous and murderous eyes.
"Do you want to take the coat off?"
"Are we staying here?"
"No, I'm waiting for a friend and I thought we could spend some time until he arrives." Draco grinned.
"Up to you." Jamie put her bag on the sofa. She turned around to look at Draco office, letting Draco pulled the belt around coat and took if off of her. She turned around only to meet Draco's glowering stare.
"How many things like this do you have?" He growled.
"What? Something's wrong with it?" Jamie looked down and found nothing was wrong.
"Don't you know how to dress properly?" Draco fumed.
"Oh, come on. Don't tell me you don't like it." Jamie put her hands on her hips. "Don't you think you're being a hypocrite, Draco? You let your secretary," Jamie spitted the last word as if she tasted something bitter, "wore that clothes. I say mine is better." She threw her hair and walked to Draco's table and took his seat behind the table. "Hey, this is good."
"Don't try to change the subject." Draco walked to her and put his hands on the table, looking down at her. "She's a muggle and you're a witch. A lady should dress properly."
Jamie rolled her eyes.
"Call me conventional, but I prefer my woman display her body only to me." Draco hissed the words.
Jamie wanted to scream on his face that she was no man's woman when the door was knock and his secretary announced him his guest' coming.
"Put this on." Draco growled before he walked to open the door.
"I'm not late, I hope?" The guest, a man, warmly gave Draco a hug.
"Well, we almost leave without you."
"We?"
Jamie tied the belt and prepared to smile to Draco's guest. But her smiled stopped halfway when she realised just who he is.
"Blaise?" She whispered.
The man, Blaise Zabini, turned to look at the other occupant in the room. "Do I know you, you looked familiar."
Jamie smiled. "Jamie Evans."
"You're such a lucky bastard, Draco," Blaise playfully punched Draco. "You caught the mysterious black lady. How can you meet her, I thought she's living at Paris."
Jamie grinned. "Blaise Zabini."
"What an honour that you know my name." Blaise moved to take Jamie's hand.
"Stop flirting with my woman." Draco was starting to regret his decision. "Come here, Harry."
"Harry?"
"How can you recognise me when my ex had no idea?" Jamie walked to Draco's open arms.
"Your ex?" Draco frowned, now he really regretted it.
"If I know you would be this beautiful, I would never want to break up with you." Blaise mocked repentance.
"Well, that was your fault, and now she is mine." Draco glared at his friend.
Blaise shook his head. "Possessive bastard, isn't he?"
"Can't have him other way." Jamie felt the tense body under her.
"I can't believe it. You really did it." Blaise's eyes caught every part of Jamie's body. "Though I can say that it suit you. Jamie."
"That's it." Draco growled. "Leave, Zabini. We met again sometime." Draco took Jamie's hand and took her out, leaving the surprised Blaise.
"Wait, my bag." Jamie difficultly followed Draco's long step.
"Cancel all my appointments today." Draco stopped long enough to bark order to his secretary and dragged a submissive Jamie.
"Slow down, Draco. My feet hurt." Jamie whined.
Draco stopped and carried her in his arms. Jamie was surprise, she wanted to complain but stop when she caught the shook on the secretary's face.
"Where are we going to?" Jamie asked as they went into the empty lift.
"Hotel." Draco's face was hard. "I own one near my office."
"What a convenient." Jamie stroked Draco's face, in hope of lessening the tension. "But this time, I got to undress myself."
Draco lifted his eyebrow.
"Can't have you destroy all my clothes, can we?" Jamie pouted.
"Well, you can't say that I didn't buy you new clothes."
"I knew it," Jamie almost screamed. "You and your evil plan to change my wardrobe."
"Well, I'm a rich man." Draco chuckled.
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8 May 2004, 10.49 pm
Sorry this took so long for me to write, hope you're still reading it,
Pokari
To Hi: thanks
To anonynous : sorry it took too long
To runes: thanks
To bthatcher2002: thank for looking at it
To Illucia: well, i hope to answer that permanent or not question on the next chapter, but i don't think it will be reversible, so maybe Harry would be a girl
To ILCC: not very long i knew but hope you still like it.