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Three- I Dream of Weasley
"Thank you. No please take the money. I implore you. You did a great job. You picked me up and drove me here no questions asked. You are a very nice person and I would feel awful if you didn't take it." Draco said as he paid the driver and the assistant 7 galleons. "Thank you young master Malfoy. I am not corrupt like the Ministry. The Knight Bus is an underground series of vigilantes picking up boys just like you. We are here only to help and we are not easily swayed by any amount of money. We also don't demand parental permission and if you don't want your father to know that we dropped you off here we respect that. Enjoy yourselves and be careful master Malfoy. It is that time again and I know that the Malfoys are infamous for losing control. Good night to you and Mr. Potter. I know we'll be seeing each other again very soon." As the driver said this the assistant gave Harry and Draco their belongings. He gave a small bow then boarded the bus as it sped away quickly to it's destination.
Draco walked behind Harry trying to keep up with him. He couldn't tell whether Harry was mad at him because of waking him up or whether he was mad that he had to tote around the very boy who never failed to destroy his happy persona 5 years running. He didn't dare ask Harry if they were near the burrow he was fearful that such a question would further spoil his mood and Harry might just leave him there. "Harry I'm so sorry. If I could have prevented you from seeing that I would have. But just because you picked me up and took me here doesn't mean I'll be going all softey on ya'. It just means I'll like you more." As Draco said this he could see Harry smirking. That smirk sent shivers up his spine the ice water feeling was resurfacing. What the hell was he doing, he had a reputation to maintain. So with one of his patented "little bastard" smirks he decided to behave like he normally does. "You know Potter one little incident like that won't change me .I'm still going to treat you, Weasel, and the mudblood like dirt."
Harry turned around. The expression on his face was always one he admired. He could read Harry's mind when he gave him that look. It was a look that said, "Listen here you insignificant stain on London, I'm not taking anymore of this shit!" Of course Harry had to say something that accompanied the look and thought. "Malfoy you may want to change your attitude a bit when we enter this house. I think the Weasleys would be more than happy to reject you and laugh at your misfortune. – And that is why you're going to keep what happened between us a secret. – Oh will I Malfoy. They know that I have strange dreams. They know that Voldemort enters my mind sometimes. I'm sure they would love to hear the latest story. – That only proves me right Potter, you're a limelight-hog. You say these things that get everyone to listen to you. You love the attention, you love how in the end everyone believes you. So do it right now. Tell the Weasleys how Draco Malfoy went down last night! Tell the whole bloody world how he couldn't even fight off his attacker! He couldn't do jack-shit to stop it! Tell them how you were able to have a front row view of it all because you dreamed it Potter! If you wanted to make sure something terrible happened to a Malfoy this summer you got it! Tell them! Tell them everything! – I don't wish anything horrible on anybody. And if you think for one second that I'm going to tell everyone anything than you must not know me very well. As for me being a limelight-hog, I could kill you right now. Do you think I want all that attention? Did you think I wanted to relive Cedric's death or have everyone thinking I lost my bloody mind? No I didn't! I didn't want any of it! – So remedy this... I think we should stop losing our heads and get to the Burrow. Potter I'll try to stop making your life miserable. That goes for the Weasleys as well. Um I guess I'll have to stop calling Granger a mudblood. How's about I call her a hafling. – How's about you don't call her anything except the name that was given to her. – Fine then. I'll show you I can be very un-Malfoy-like..." Harry laughed at this. Draco not acting like every Malfoy should had less of a chance of happening than you seeing a crumpled-horn Snorkak. He tried to imagine the Malfoys and the Weasleys being civil to each other. It couldn't happed. Well he would have to wait and see at the Burrow...
A/N: MMMMWWWUUAAAHHH HHHAAAA HHHAAA HHHAA HHHAAA HHAAA!!! HOW DARE I MAKE YOU WAIT A WHOLE OTHER CHAPTER TO SEE HOW THE WEASLEYS REACT TO DRACO'S ARRIVAL. I AM EVIL, NO?