A/N: Guys, I almost cried when I got all those reviews. I wasn't going to post for another week because I've been so sick, but the reviews motivated me. A hint: BIG PART COMIN' UP AT MALFOY'S CHRISTMAS DINNER NEXT CHAPTER!!!

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Chapter 6: Christmas Shopping

Walking to lunch late the next day, Draco attracted his usual amount of attention. Forgetting his normal robes (he wasn't wearing petty Muggle clothes such as the other houses were doing), Draco came in with a robe his father had custom made for him. The blood red color of the robes caused some lower years to turn away quickly fore they knew that it was normal for Slytherins to come wearing red robes when they had killed or were plotting something of the sort.

Draco swung his legs over the bench, noticing the professors whispering to one another in hushed tones as they looked at the young Slytherin. He took his cup filled with Pumpkin juice and turned to Blaise. Blaise looked at him curiously.

"I have a plot."

"I noticed. Cheers." Blaise said smirking as he toasted with Draco.

"You know that this means I'll win."

"No outside help."

"I know," Draco said. Outside help? Not outside. It was very much inside. "You have your competition now. Just hope Potter doesn't give us anymore trouble."

"I don't think I have to worry." Blaise said unusually nastily. Draco looked at him and nodded, "You might not have to either. You'll find out after the ball, mate. That's all I'm saying so don't try to use Legilimency."

"You know me too well." Draco said, his smirk widening. Blaise raised an eyebrow, "The first match of the year, us versus them is the weekend before New Years. Dumbledore almost cancelled Quidditch."

"He wants to pretend like everything is alright. It's a bit hard isn't it when most people are missing family members." Blaise said as a frown came to his lips, "That's a Deatheater robe. You didn't kill."

Draco shook his head curtly as he looked down at his food. He growled, pushing aside his plate. He glanced around to look at Granger talking to Potter and his friend the rodent's sister. The rodent was nowhere in sight. Granger laughed at something the little Weasley said.

"Christmas in four days. Are you getting you know who something?" Blaise asked him. He nodded, "Tomorrow at Hogsmeade?" Draco nodded again. "Don't go too low."

"What was that?" Draco asked sternly as he watched Blaise get up from the table. Blaise shook his head and walked over to the Gryffindor table. Draco watched him ask Granger something which made her giggle and nod. Draco almost choked when he saw Blaise pick up her hand and kiss it.

"Drakey, how about we get together tonight?" He saw Parkinson turn her ugly little head toward him in what she must have thought to be a seductive manor. He looked disgustedly at her as he got up. He fastened his robes tightly; he walked out of the great hall.

He made his way down to Professor Snape's office quickly. Draco settled himself down in a chair opposite his Head of House's. He was still obviously at the lunch Draco had just left. "Accio textbook." Draco said pointing to one he was using during N.E.W.T potions. He hadn't studied in a fare while, and he had to make a top score in order to be a Healer. A healer. Yes, Draco was going to become a Healer.

He scanned through the ingredients of the Polyjuice potion and rescanned them so that they were stored in his brain. He flipped the page to land upon Veritaserum. He scanned over the ingredients several times and went over the process of identifying the ingredients on the pages just by look.

"I see you've come to see me again." Snape remarked as he sat down behind his desk.

"Yes. I looked up the process of the charm, but it seemed to not want to list what you needed to do to strengthen the charm. Lust charms are illegal as much as love potions or spells, obviously, so I need you to tell me what to do." Draco said putting down the potions book.

"You need elements of jealousy. However long Miss Granger is jealous is however long the charm will last, strengthening it. I recommend taking in a…" He paused and gave him a stern look, "lady companion that she is acquaintances with."

"This is where problems begin. She will hardly be jealous enough if I take on a companionship with the more 'presenting' witches of Gryffindor, and I hardly think someone like Weasley will be willing unless I had another lust spell, and I myself am not willing to do that." Draco said fiddling with things on Snape's desk.

"What kind of a Slytherin Pureblood are you if you cannot even seduce a sixteen year old witch to sleep with you? All Granger has to do is walk in on you in bed with the girl." Snape slapped his hand away from his custom made scales while calming down, "Use my fire whiskey if you must. Slip it into her drink at dinner."

"I have one week and four days until the ball. What will my timeline be?" Draco asked, fully unwilling to think.

"Must I spoon-feed you? Come on, Malfoy! I suppose you want Christmas off to visit with your friends so sleep with the Weasley girl the day after Christmas. Go out with her so Granger keeps jealous, of course. Kiss, do whatever you want. Whatever it is that young adolescences to when they are not bedding each other I hardly care. Cast the charm on Granger right before the ball. It will take its full effect by midnight at the latest if you did it correctly. I trust you not to be fully incompetent. You will separate the Muggle from Blaise, and the kiss at midnight should seal the deal. Go into your dormitory, bed her, and your string should turn gold." Snape said no chantingly while fingering his wand.

"Is there anything else I need to know?"

"Remember that this particular charm is only a magnifier to what the person is feeling, per say. Useless emotion if you ask me. Make it the whole deal, Malfoy. Apologize to her, do whatever you must or she will most likely just stay mad at you even when she is lusting you."

"Thank you sir."

"Just leave Malfoy. You are wasting my free time. I still have things to do."

"Yes sir. Goodbye, Professor."

Walking into the bathroom he saw Granger without a shirt on. Tsk. He smirked as he took off his own night shirt. The door slammed shut causing Granger to look around the steam to see Draco.

"Get out, Malfoy." Spat Granger. She grasped the nearest towel and buttoned up her pants.

"I'm sorry darling," He purred sarcastically, "I thought this was my bathroom too. While you plan to clearly take a bath, I thought I would just take a shower."

"I do not trust you with me while I am wandless let alone naked, you pervert." She said putting her shirt back on and dropping the towel, "Now get out."

"No." He said dropping the last of his pajamas and stepping out of them.

"I will curse you. I want to take a bath quickly then you can take a shower if you wish!"

"I don't think I will, my dear Hermione."

"Out!"

"No." He said with an air of finality. She groaned frustrated and walked out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. He smirked to himself and dropped his boxers, walking into the shower.

"So you have this whole plan going, Draco. Why even bother with a gift?" Blaise asked him mildly interested while he shopped for a gift for his mother.

"Just some magnification." Draco said while looking through a music shop with his friend. He could get her an instrument, but he didn't know if the Muggle knew how to play or would like to learn.

"I think I'll get mum an authentic book of Muggle Bach. Just a few hundred Galleons." Blaise said while looking through a quick ship owl order form. He walked to the clerk and gave him his vault number and gift order number. The man's face lit up as he excepted the contract.

"I don't think I want anything from here. Let's apparate to Knockturn Alley. I still need something for my mum and Bella." Draco sighed referring to Bellatrix Lestrange. Deatheater or no she was still his favorite aunt.

"I need something for father, your mother, and Bella also. I think I'll be able to get all my items at Knockturn Alley too." Blaise said causing the old clerk to cringe with fear.

"I'll meet you at the entrance." Draco said picturing the entrance of Knocturn alley, wizards and witches in dark cloaks and nasty expressions mulling into different stores and an opening that showed Diagon Alley with children and adults laughing and talking to one another and tossing snow.

Draco felt himself drop down. He looked around to see Blaise step down next to him, "What do you think Bella would like?"

Blaise shrugged and a smirk came to his face, "Borgin and Burkes." Draco faced his friend and laughed, "Dirty place. If my father hadn't been looking for a place to sell goods, I never would have had to have gone in there."

"How about gloves for your mother?" Blaise asked him, "'A witch can never have too many white gloves.' My mother has got to have at least a dozen."

"A dozen and one. I got her a pair." Draco said smirking, "Are your folks coming over to my place? My mother is doing some kind of a formal dinner. I know the Parkinson's are coming, the Lestrange's, the Bulstrode's, a handful of people."

"Yes. Mum expects I'll let her pick out a dress robe. I think I'll surprise dear old mum by buying one today."

"You're on your own mate. I've got at least twenty dress robes I haven't even looked at in my closet at the manor." Draco said entering a shop with witches ogling at display cases.

Draco pushed through the crowd and looked at a bewitched bracelet.

Finest platinum dug up by mountain trolls at Kingsley Mountain. The magical properties of this fine bracelet are set to alert the beautiful witch wearing it of the blood coursing through the veins of the witch's companion. A pureblooded witch's best friend this exquisite platinum, diamond studded bracelet is priced at a mere 250 Galleons.

"250 Galleons? This bracelet best do more than identify blood at 250 Galleons." Draco muttered to Blaise going up to the shop's clerk, "What else does that little thing do?"

"Master Malfoy… I was hoping you would be interested. The bracelet's properties are so far unknown but the trolls seemed to be raving when they handed it over to the jewelry maker. Come with me, Malfoy." The middle aged wizard said leading him over to the display case. Taking it out, the witches surrounding it sighed and left the shop.

"I didn't say I would be getting it. I am currently looking for a gift for my mother, and she does not need jewelry to tell her who the right sort of people are. The blood that courses through my veins and the veins of our companions," He pointed to Blaise who was looking at some other pieces of jewelry, "is relatively similar."

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, but look closely at the jewel in the middle of this bracelet," The wizard pointed to a ruby in the middle, "The gold was found with this encrusted in this particular piece. Natural remnants of the key ingredient to a piece of Sorcerer's Stone."

"And with Nicholas Flamel deceased there is no use for this being priced at 250 Galleons. My school books for seven years bought in mint condition are worth only half of this." Draco alleged.

"Are you sure Mr. Malfoy? 200 Galleons."

"Done." Draco said writing out his personal banker to arrange the Gold transfer.

"I'll take these two." Blaise said handing his purchases over to the clerk. He made his arrangements and the two left the shop.

"How about a break?" Draco asked his friend looking into Diagon Alley. Blaise shrugged shrinking his bags down and pocketing them.

The two walked in light conversation to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor where they met with their two best friends: Harry and Ron. Blaise groaned while walking up to Mrs. Fortescue to get their ice cream.

"How are you doing with that bet, Malfoy?" Ron pondered with a lopsided grin under his aqua eyes.

He was bluffing. He didn't know anything. Blaise wouldn't have told him. The string would have had changed colors, and what reason would Blaise have for telling those two anyway? He knew they had free reign to tell Granger, and then they would both be ruined. Unless Blaise found a way around it to tell them. Then, he could be the hero and noble person for telling them. Granger would trust him then. That bastard!

No. Blaise wouldn't. That was just too dirty for a Slytherin. Blaise was above that. But then, hadn't he, Draco, been the one to fumble around the rules to sink to a Hufflepuff's level to win the bet. Had he really underestimated his friend that much.

Wait a second. Draco grasped his wand under his robes, "Legilemens." He muttered without his lips moving. He penetrated Weasley's mind. Thoughts of anger toward his sister flooded his vision before Weasley closed off his mind.

"Are you kidding me? He tried to read my mind." Ron said to Harry while Blaise came back and sat down casually beside Draco, handing him his milkshake.

Harry shrugged and looked at Draco, "So what made you start the bet? Just bored one day?"

"For once I truly do not understand what you are babbling about, Potter." Draco said, risking a sideways glance at Blaise.

"Don't pretend, Malfoy. You're not a good liar. We know all about the bet. Why Hermione? Did she get in your way?"

"Did you just suddenly notice she wasn't just a bookworm? Did you sneak a glance through that shared bathroom you got?" Harry added on fingering his wand.

"You don't know squat, and you have no proof. If you want another dual, just say so." Blaise murmured kicking some snow underneath the table.

"Shrieking shack. Right now."

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Deatheaters

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History on Malfoys (think about that one...)