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A/N: ok me sort of fixed that lil part with the radio and Ron it's not a big change though so don't worry.
Chapter Three: Hired (obviously)
Harry woke with a bit of a start. He wanted to scream in fright but didn't, instead he tried to calm down and ignore what he had just dreamt about.
'No way, hell no, yuckies!' he pulled a face and shuddered, trying to ignore the fact that he got hard from the wet dream.
There was a yawn from the bed next to his. He grabbed his wand from the bedside table and put a silencing charm on the bed.
'Today is gonna be crucially horrible,' he thought as he started to take care of business.
"Draco?" Pansy looked at the blond a bit blankly.
"Huh?" he looked up from his plate.
"You ok? You're really quiet."
"I'm just thinking, I CAN do that you know."
"Amazing," she said sarcastically, she looked around the table, "where's Blaise?"
"I dunno," Draco shrugged, "what do I look like his stalker?"
"Oh shut up and tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing is wrong!"
"Liar, liar, ass on fire."
"That would be painful.................."
"So tell moi what's wrong, or else I'll start with the pet names."
"No."
"Aw come on Draky-Poo."
"No."
"My Ickle Dragy waggy."
"Eww-no."
"Come on; tell cousin Pansy what is on your ickle itty bitty mi-"
"Shut up!"
"Then tell me what's wrong! Or else I'll say it out loud, really loud!"
"Ok fine!" he looked around the Great Hall fearfully, his eyes fell on Harry who was having the similar tiff with his friends.
"Well then?"
He looked back at her and sighed unhappily. "I think I'm going insane."
"What?"
"If you tell this to anyone that you'll expect that I'll have all of your organs torn to pieces."
"Ew! Ok fine I promise."
He leaned closer and lowered his voice. "I need your help. I think I'm falling in love with the stupid Pothead."
"Who?" she looked at him confused then realized what he meant and gasped happily as she clapped her hands and jumped on her seat. "HOW ADORABLE!"
"SHUT UP!"
"Oh right sorry."
A few people looked at them curiously but looked away at Dracos' death glare.
"Why do you need my help?"
"I don't want to fall in love with him! Can you get me to fall OUT of love?"
"Nope. You two are too cute together so I refuse, besides, any potion would rub away in a matter of time so there."
"....You're evil."
"But when did you realize it?"
"From a stupid wet dream, and my inner mind that seems to have a mind of its own."
"Oh poor dear."
"You're such a mother."
"Merci. But I can help you get him to fall for you."
"Eh?"
"Potter's a bit on the shy and gullible side right?"
"Yeeaah..........what's your point?"
She sighed. "You dumbass," Draco was immediately reminded of his inner voice. "My point is that he can be easily seduced, duh!"
"What!?"
"Isn't it obvious? Your fights with him are like your trying to get into each others pants, he probably already fancies you even though he doesn't know it, you just have to uh............help him realize it," she grinned mischievously.
"What've you got on your mind?" the blond looked at her suspiciously.
"Phew!" Blaise plopped down on his seat, wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead. "G'morning!" he started piling his plate. His two friends looked at him a bit surprised.
"Where've you been?" Pansy eyed her friend.
"What? Oh! Nothing, just around, I figured since Draco was so mad about those pictures that I'd get the Creevey boy to stop."
They looked at his appearance, he looked as if he quickly put on his clothes in three seconds, and his hair was a complete mess.
"You don't look like you've fought him," Draco raised an eyebrow.
"I never said I fought him," Blaise grinned at he raised his orange juice to his lips. Pansy and Draco both looked at him in shock then turned to the Gryffindor table and spotted Colin sitting down, flustered and out of breath.
"You're kidding me right?"
"Hm?" the other boy glanced at him before taking a bite from his toast.
"You, and HIM? My god!"
"He is kinda hot," Pansy said thoughtfully as he kept looking at the Gryffindor, "what with his hair all messy like that as if he'd gone through a mind blowing shag-"
"Pansy!" the blond looked at his friend aghast.
"Well it's true. So anyway, about Potter, we're gonna start small."
"Hm? What are you talking about?" Blaise looked at the two other Slytherins.
Draco shot out from his seat, lunged towards Pansy by jumping over the table and landed on her harshly making them both tumble down. "You have got the BIGGEST MOUTH!" he shook her violently but instead got laughs out of her.
"Calm down before this scene becomes bigger than it already is!"
Draco looked up and saw nearly everyone facing him with shocked faces. He got off of Pansy, turned, jumped over the table again and sat back down on his seat as he dusted his shirt and pants. "FUCK OFF!" he shouted at the stares as he picked up his orange juice.
Pansy got herself up and sat back down, dusting her skirt before returning to speak with the other Slytherin. "So, 'bout me plan."
Harry could not let the shock wash away from his face when he saw Draco jump over the table and back again. "Did that just happen?"
"Yes apparently it did," said an equally shocked Ron, "look at that, Ferret Boy finally cracked."
A flurry of owls suddenly swooped in, all carrying parcels or letters from whoever had sent it.
"I want to listen to the radio," Harry said out of no where.
"Harry what are you talking about?" Hermione looked amused and puzzled at the same time, "you can't use any electric equipment here there's too-"
"Haha that's what you know," he stuck out his tongue at her, "I found a nifty lil spell that got it to merge with magic so there, haha."
"Then why aren't you listening to it here?"
"Because I was afraid someone would start experimenting with it," a letter landed on his head and fell into his cereal. "Great, my cereal's ruined," he took it out and opened it, he paled rapidly. "Oh fuck!"
"What?" He handed the letter to Ron who read it out loud, "'Dear Mr. Potter, we're pleased to inform you that you have been hired along with Mr. Draco Malfoy as employees for Honeydukes. We understand that this is a punishment that will last the whole year so your payments will depend on your behavior and how well you work together. You and Mr. Draco Malfoy will begin this Saturday at ten o' clock in the morning. Congratulations.'" Ron suddenly burst out laughing.
Harry banged his head on the table and was stopped when Hermione's hand grabbed his head. "Look at the bright side; at least you'll get paid."
"And you'll be working in a candy store............YOU LUCKY BASTARD!" Ron shouted realizing Harry's position.
"Now about those gum balls," Hermione closed her Arithmancy book and folded her hands looking very business like.
Draco gawked at his letter and fell back from his chair with a loud clatter and thump. Blaise and Pansy looked down at him.
"I'm going to hell aren't I?" he said weakly.
"With a hot guy too...............actually you're going to heaven," Pansy looked thoughtful again, "bastard, and I just realized how fucking sexy the Gryffindor Golden Boy is too!"
"Care for a switching spell?" Draco offered, still on the floor.
"Nah, it wouldn't feel right now wouldn't it?" she grinned down at him, "so anyway, 'bout ma plan."
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