It was all over school. Everyone knew about and ofcourse they all wanted to
attend. But then who wouldn't. "The Best Party Hogwarts has ever seen" at least how it
was announced. One would assume that Hogwarts students weren't big on gossip, but
seeing the rate at which this news spread, one would reconsider. I mean it was announced
only this morning and by the third class of the day, everyone knew. And therefore
everyone wanted to go. After all the famous Harry Potter himself was throwing it. Even
the Slytherins wanted to go, once they overlooked the whole "house rivalry" thing. Draco
Malfoy rolled his eyes and scowled. Godamit Potter. Because of the boy wonder his own
reputation would be tarnished. After all he is known as the Ice Prince of Slitherin. King
of alcohol and parties. But now....now he would be second to the damn Boy-who- lived.
He continued push his food around in his plate moodily as person after person asked him
whether he was going to the, as it was called, "Best Party ever." He just ignored them and
continued to "eat" his food. He scowled and looked up at the Griffindor table. Stupid
Potter and his stupid party.
He growled as he noticed a group clustered around the golden boy's table. Probably all asking whether they could lick his shoes. Then suddenly Potter stood up
from his table as his friends shooed everyone away.
"Um..." Potter gracefully started a speech loudly. Malfoy snorted. Yeah very graceful indeed. "Announcement about Halloween party. It's not going to be an open
one, so you can't just walk in." There were moans of complaint heard all around the hall.
"It'll only be open to those who are specifically invited by me, Hermionie, Ron or
Seamus. Okay?" he paused as if about to say something but decided against it and sat
down. Immediately everyone started talking. Draco smirked. Thank god. At least now we
know the slytherins weren't going which protected his reputation to a certain point. He
continued his eating mussing over the week, which would lead up to Halloween. It was
not 10 days away.
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Two days later on a Saturday afternoon found Draco in the library trying to get
some of his homework. So absorbed in work he was that he didn't even notice when
some one came to the back of the library where he was sitting and dropped on a chair
opposite him. He looked up when some one cleared their throat and silver eyes met
emerald green. The blonde rolled his eyes as Potter smirked at him.
"Hey Malfoy" he said cheerfully.
The slytherin grunted in response returning his gaze to his homework.
"What do you want Potter?"
"Nothing just a little chat with my favorite-worst enemy." He returned the smirk still pla
stered on his handsome face. Oh god no! I'm going insane I actually called Potter handsome. Draco shook his head in disgust.
"Just sod off Potter, I'm in no mood to "chat" with you."
"Fine I'll make it quick." Harry responded quickly. "So you planning on coming
to this party?"
Malfoy looked up in surprise.
"Why do you ask?"
Harry shrugged. "Because I'm inviting you."
Draco laughed at this. "You expect me to attend a party hosted by Potty and Mud
blood and weasel and dance and drink and mingle with all the griffindoks? No thank you.
Besides I have better things to do than talk to little first years as they walk around a room
with flowers and bunnies on the wall." Draco chuckled softly and looked up. He was
surprised to see that there was still a smirk on Potter's lips. Beautiful, luscious li—SHUT
UP!!!!!
"correction--- actually there wont be any first years of second or third and so on.
There will be only seventh years. Even Ron's younger sister is not invited. And you wont
be mingling with the Griffindors only. You'll have company from your house too.
"What?!?!?!?" said Draco surprised, although he wondered why since he knew
they all wanted too go "who?"
"Blaise"
"Zabini?" Draco asked shocked. Not his best friend Zabini. "And since when are
you two on first name bases?"
"Since we started fucking each other," Harry stated sarcastically "what does that
matter to you?"
Draco was unnerved by the reply but still kept his composure.
"Okay one guy. That's it?"
"Also Warrington, and Jason and Rose and Joe and.... that's it form your house.
But a lot others are comin form other houses."
There was a pause during which Potter stared at Malfoy and Malfoy stared at Potter.
"So......you coming?"
"I'll think about it." Came the short reply.
"You do that." Said Harry standing up and walking around the table. Malfoy stood up too and looked at him curiously as Harry walked closer to him. The griffindor stopped merely inches away and whispered into the blonde's ear.
"The information is all here" he said slipping something into Draco's pocket. "Do not speak to anyone about it. All of the school thinks it's at one of the towers. But it not. Hope you can come Draco." He said and slipped away without looking back.
Draco stood there stunned for a few seconds at the feeling that coursed through his body. And suddenly a realization dawned on him. Something he had been fighting for the past few weeks. He liked Harry Potter. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
attend. But then who wouldn't. "The Best Party Hogwarts has ever seen" at least how it
was announced. One would assume that Hogwarts students weren't big on gossip, but
seeing the rate at which this news spread, one would reconsider. I mean it was announced
only this morning and by the third class of the day, everyone knew. And therefore
everyone wanted to go. After all the famous Harry Potter himself was throwing it. Even
the Slytherins wanted to go, once they overlooked the whole "house rivalry" thing. Draco
Malfoy rolled his eyes and scowled. Godamit Potter. Because of the boy wonder his own
reputation would be tarnished. After all he is known as the Ice Prince of Slitherin. King
of alcohol and parties. But now....now he would be second to the damn Boy-who- lived.
He continued push his food around in his plate moodily as person after person asked him
whether he was going to the, as it was called, "Best Party ever." He just ignored them and
continued to "eat" his food. He scowled and looked up at the Griffindor table. Stupid
Potter and his stupid party.
He growled as he noticed a group clustered around the golden boy's table. Probably all asking whether they could lick his shoes. Then suddenly Potter stood up
from his table as his friends shooed everyone away.
"Um..." Potter gracefully started a speech loudly. Malfoy snorted. Yeah very graceful indeed. "Announcement about Halloween party. It's not going to be an open
one, so you can't just walk in." There were moans of complaint heard all around the hall.
"It'll only be open to those who are specifically invited by me, Hermionie, Ron or
Seamus. Okay?" he paused as if about to say something but decided against it and sat
down. Immediately everyone started talking. Draco smirked. Thank god. At least now we
know the slytherins weren't going which protected his reputation to a certain point. He
continued his eating mussing over the week, which would lead up to Halloween. It was
not 10 days away.
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Two days later on a Saturday afternoon found Draco in the library trying to get
some of his homework. So absorbed in work he was that he didn't even notice when
some one came to the back of the library where he was sitting and dropped on a chair
opposite him. He looked up when some one cleared their throat and silver eyes met
emerald green. The blonde rolled his eyes as Potter smirked at him.
"Hey Malfoy" he said cheerfully.
The slytherin grunted in response returning his gaze to his homework.
"What do you want Potter?"
"Nothing just a little chat with my favorite-worst enemy." He returned the smirk still pla
stered on his handsome face. Oh god no! I'm going insane I actually called Potter handsome. Draco shook his head in disgust.
"Just sod off Potter, I'm in no mood to "chat" with you."
"Fine I'll make it quick." Harry responded quickly. "So you planning on coming
to this party?"
Malfoy looked up in surprise.
"Why do you ask?"
Harry shrugged. "Because I'm inviting you."
Draco laughed at this. "You expect me to attend a party hosted by Potty and Mud
blood and weasel and dance and drink and mingle with all the griffindoks? No thank you.
Besides I have better things to do than talk to little first years as they walk around a room
with flowers and bunnies on the wall." Draco chuckled softly and looked up. He was
surprised to see that there was still a smirk on Potter's lips. Beautiful, luscious li—SHUT
UP!!!!!
"correction--- actually there wont be any first years of second or third and so on.
There will be only seventh years. Even Ron's younger sister is not invited. And you wont
be mingling with the Griffindors only. You'll have company from your house too.
"What?!?!?!?" said Draco surprised, although he wondered why since he knew
they all wanted too go "who?"
"Blaise"
"Zabini?" Draco asked shocked. Not his best friend Zabini. "And since when are
you two on first name bases?"
"Since we started fucking each other," Harry stated sarcastically "what does that
matter to you?"
Draco was unnerved by the reply but still kept his composure.
"Okay one guy. That's it?"
"Also Warrington, and Jason and Rose and Joe and.... that's it form your house.
But a lot others are comin form other houses."
There was a pause during which Potter stared at Malfoy and Malfoy stared at Potter.
"So......you coming?"
"I'll think about it." Came the short reply.
"You do that." Said Harry standing up and walking around the table. Malfoy stood up too and looked at him curiously as Harry walked closer to him. The griffindor stopped merely inches away and whispered into the blonde's ear.
"The information is all here" he said slipping something into Draco's pocket. "Do not speak to anyone about it. All of the school thinks it's at one of the towers. But it not. Hope you can come Draco." He said and slipped away without looking back.
Draco stood there stunned for a few seconds at the feeling that coursed through his body. And suddenly a realization dawned on him. Something he had been fighting for the past few weeks. He liked Harry Potter. ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~