A/N: Whopsie. Sorry it took so long to update! I've just been uber busy with school and yeah I haven't had time! Please don't murder me! ::cowers in corner::
Chapter 10"Draco?" asked Harry
"Hm?"
"I'm bored."
"And?…"
"So let's do something….."
"Like what?"
"I don't know…"
"Not a real intelligent conversation were having here you know." Draco laughed as he set down the mail and sat beside Harry on the couch.
"So what?"
"Just thought I should let you know."
"Draco?"
"Hm?"
"I'm bored"
Draco sighed as he said "And what do you want me to do about it?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know anything do you?"
"Guess not….Draco?"
"What now?"
"I want a new job."
"What? Why?"
"Because I'm bored"
~oo00oo~
"Sooo, what exactly do you want to do then?" asked Draco as he flipped through the classifieds in the paper.
"Not sure, something that would be fun I guess." Harry highlighted something that looked like it might have potential and the continued searching. There was silence between the two boys for a few minutes until Harry interrupted it again.
"Draco?"
"Hm?"
"What are we?"
"What do you mean?" asked Draco quizzically as he looked up from the ad he was reading.
"Well I mean, are we friends? Are we boyfriends? Are we friends with potential? What? I'm just confused…" Draco looked thoughtful for a minute before he finally answered.
"Well what do you want to be?"
"I'm not really sure…." He flushed and the answered in a barely audible tone "Well more than friends I guess."
Draco smirked and said "Oh really, do you now?" Harry nodded his head and tried to look anywhere but Draco's aristocratic face. Draco, being the Drama-Queen that he was sighed dramatically and said "Oh dear, what ever shall I do now?" in a very annoying, airy tone. He then answered his own question by shouting "Oh I know!" Draco stepped out of his chair and swooped down on one knee in front of Harry's own chair and clasped Harry's hand, as if he were proposing, then asked "Oh my dear beloved, will you please go out with me? If you don't, it will be most traumatizing!"
Harry stifled a laugh and jerked his hand out of Draco's. "Not with you acting like that I won't!"
"Oh dear!" sighed Draco as he pulled a hand daintily to his brow. He staggered back and then pretended to faint upon the floor. "I am most aggrieved!" he whispered before he finally closed his eyes. It was then Harry finally lost his composure and started to laugh out loud.
Draco pulled himself up to his elbows on the floor and then asked "And what is so funny?"
Harry began to laugh even harder and managed to wheeze out between giggles "You!"
"And why am I so amusing?"
"Because! You're such a drama queen! You make the biggest deal out of the smallest things!"
"So what? Is there a problem with that?" Draco crawled back over to the table and sat in his chair. "And you still haven't answered my question"
Harry scanned over Draco's body before answering "Yes."
"Really?"
"Yup."
~oo00oo~
"Where are you taking me?!" asked Harry
"It's a surprise! If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore!"
"So? What if I don't like surprises?"
"Well the too bad for you." Draco patted Harry's shoulder in mock concern. "And besides, were there."
"Then get me out of this bloody blindfold!"
"Patience is a virtue my friend" Draco stepped out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, opening the door and leading Harry out. Pushing him up to the curb, he slowly slid off the blindfold and said "I think I've found you a job."
Harry squinted at the sudden brightness and gazed up at the sign hanging above the doorway. Not 2 seconds later he was pushing past Draco towards the car muttering "No, no way in hell am I doing that"
"Ohhhh come on" whined Draco "What's wrong with this?"
"Hello?! Are you blind? It's a gay bar! You expect me to work here? No way in hell!!! You have got to be kidding me!"
"I'm not kidding, what wrong's with this place?"
"It's just….just indecent!" exclaimed the green-eyed boy
"It's because you're a prude isn't it?"
Harry's jaw dropped in surprise but he immediately jumped to his defense. "NO!! I am not a prude!"
"Yes you are." Draco teased
"Am not!"
"Am too."
"Am not!"
"Am too."
"I am not a prude!"
"Prove it."
"Fine then!" Harry crossed his arms and huffily walked inside. He searched for a person who worked there and quickly spotted someone behind the counter to his right. Stepping up he asked the gruff looking man, "I heard there was an opening?"
The man looked up from the glass he was cleaning and gave Harry an inspecting look. "Step back"
Harry gave the man a questioning look but took a few steps back anyway.
"Turn" Harry stuck out his arms and turned a few times as the man said. "Alright you start tomorrow. Be here by 6"
Harry scratched the back of head in confusion and said "Right….." Before he walked back out to meet Draco.
"Well that was fast" said Draco, leaning against the front of the car.
"I start tomorrow at six."
"Well then, I guess it's time to go shopping!"
~oo00oo~
"I can't believe you're making me do this."
"I'm not making you do anything."
"Yes you are! You're making me go shopping for new clothes when the ones I have now are perfectly fine!"
"They are not perfectly fine, they're hideous." Harry stopped short as his jaw dropped.
"Excuse me.""You heard me."
"They are not hideous!" exclaimed Harry.
"Hello, Harry, are you blind? None of them match each other, the fabric is revolting, They look horrible on you-
Harry interrupted his tirade. "Ok! Ok, I get your point. Jesus!"
"Who?"
"Never mind" said Harry exasperatedly.
"How about these?" asked Draco excitedly. He held up a pair of the tightest pair of leather trousers Harry had ever seen. Well almost….Draco had a pair back at the apartment that seemed just the tiniest bit smaller.
"I don't think I'd even be able to fit into those Draco."
"Nonsense."
"Whatever you say, you're the expert here, not me."
"Exactly! Glad you finally realized it" Harry rolled his eyes and continued his search through the racks. Eventually his arms were so full of clothes (Thanks to Draco) He had to go find a dressing room to try some of them on. Strolling to the back of the store, Draco leading the way, they eventually found an empty room. Harry walked in and was about to close the door when suddenly Draco was in his way.
"Draco, what exactly are you doing?"
"Well, I'm going to help you."
Harry hesitated. "Draco, I don't think that's for the best."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm just not comfortable with it. Not since what happened…"
It finally dawned on Draco. "Ohhhh….right, sorry" He quickly stepped out of the way of the door, shaking his head at his own stupidity. How could he have been so dense?
~oo00oo~
Not any less than three hours later, the clothes had been sorted into 4 piles. Looks absolutely gorgeous on you, Average, Are you blind?, and Should burn in hell. But as Harry sorted through the clothes, picking out the ones he was going to purchase, he realized how terribly revealing they were. Much thanks to Draco though seeing as he was the one who picked out a majority of the outfits. He sighed as he picked up the bundle of clothes he was going to buy and walked up to the counter, wondering how in hell he was going to afford this. But Harry's knight in shining armor soon came to his rescue. As he set down the clothes and began to pull out his wallet, Draco stopped him.
"No you go out front, I'll pay for it"
"Draco no, I can't let you do that."
"Just think of it as a birthday present, now go"
"My birthday was last July! It's nearly December now!"
"So, just think of it as a late birthday present? Just go before I do something drastic" And as he was talking he slowly ushered Harry outside.
TBC
A/N: Eep, terribly short, but I wanted to get at least something out to you guys before you thought I abandoned the story! I've just been so busy lately, I'm so sorry! Well I hope you liked it…