Chapter 4
The silence in the room dragged on as Draco sauntered over to them sexily, yes sexily, and looked over all the equipment.
"Draco?" Vince questioned with a fearful look on his face.
Draco threw him a smirk but did not answer. Finally he crossed his arms and stared at all of them a smug look on his face.
"I want in."
"Wh...what!" Rom sputtered.
"Do you ever manage to actually speak full sentences Weasel?" Draco sneered at Ron.
"Do you ever manage to speak without being insulting Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.
Draco just grinned at Harry as he turned to Hermione and Vince. "And for your information Granger, I have known about you for a few weeks now. I bow to you here and only this once. Never has Vince's grades been this good. You are good for him. I will never say that again and will deny it vehemently if asked." Draco said to the astonished faces around him.
"Bloody nancy boy." Ron muttered under his breath as Vince hugged his best friend. Hermione said a quiet thank you but left it at that. Harry stared at Malfoy and wondered what alien had possessed his body. He looked closely for green goo running from Malfoy's ears but saw nothing. Did Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince, really say that to Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Know It All?
Draco grinned after throwing Ron a 'Death Eater' glare and rubbed his hands together gleefully. He skipped over to Harry and ran a slim pale finger down the curved fin of his bass guitar looking up at Harry through his thick dark lashes. Harry managed to control the shiver that threatened by telling himself it was anger and had nothing to do with icy blue eyes looking at him.
Draco held his other hand out imperiously and said, "May I?"
"Only if you value the grave Malfoy." Harry said softly but his voice was hard and cold.
"UUmmm, Malfoy, no one touches Harry's guitar. If I were you I would remove the finger before Harry removes your finger from you." Ron said happily grinning at the look on Draco's shocked face.
Malfoy pouted, "But I need a guitar to play!"
Hermione concentrated and seconds later a guitar appeared on the floor beside Malfoy.
"OH pretty!" Malfoy cried and snatched up the guitar.
Ron rolled his eyes and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'ponce' as he turned to walk to the stage. He grabbed the phone thingy that Hermione told him he needed to sing into as Vince oh-ed and awed over the guitar that the room had provided Malfoy with.
"Draco do you know what this is?" Vince breathed.
Draco looked down at the all silver guitar and shrugged his shoulders "a guitar?"
"Well yes, but this is a Ibanez. Do you know how expensive these are?"
"Only the best for a Malfoy Vin. You know that." Draco said smugly as he stared at the instrument in his hands.
Harry stared at the guitar longingly. He really liked it and for some reason it reminded him of Malfoy. He scowled to himself. What the hell was wrong with him today?
"Just play something Malfoy." He growled at him. He ignored the look Hermione sent him and continued to glare at Malfoy until he picked up a pick and slipped the strap over his head mimicking Harry's stance.
Malfoy shook his head, "I don't know any songs."
Harry growled at him again. I don't know any songs. I need a guitar. What the hell was he even doing here then?
He was the only one who had his instrument ready so he too picked up a pick and with a gesture that clearly said follow me, he started to play. He started out on one of the first songs he had ever learned to play, Deep Purples Smoke on the Water. It was fairly simple and would tell them right off whether Draco could play.
Harry played through the intro once and on the second time through motioned for Draco to join in. Draco had been concentrating on what Harry had been doing and when he motioned for him to play he nodded and taking his bottom lip between his teeth he put his fingers in the exact same place that Harry had his and strummed the strings with the pick.
And broke every one of them.
Draco said nothing, he just stood there glaring at the guitar as if it was the guitar's fault its strings were broken. Harry's mouth dropped open in shock. Hermione gasped and her eyes went wide. Vince paled and flinched as he looked at the broken guitat. Ron dropped to the floor laughing so hard he was quickly turning blue.
The silence in the room dragged on as Draco sauntered over to them sexily, yes sexily, and looked over all the equipment.
"Draco?" Vince questioned with a fearful look on his face.
Draco threw him a smirk but did not answer. Finally he crossed his arms and stared at all of them a smug look on his face.
"I want in."
"Wh...what!" Rom sputtered.
"Do you ever manage to actually speak full sentences Weasel?" Draco sneered at Ron.
"Do you ever manage to speak without being insulting Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.
Draco just grinned at Harry as he turned to Hermione and Vince. "And for your information Granger, I have known about you for a few weeks now. I bow to you here and only this once. Never has Vince's grades been this good. You are good for him. I will never say that again and will deny it vehemently if asked." Draco said to the astonished faces around him.
"Bloody nancy boy." Ron muttered under his breath as Vince hugged his best friend. Hermione said a quiet thank you but left it at that. Harry stared at Malfoy and wondered what alien had possessed his body. He looked closely for green goo running from Malfoy's ears but saw nothing. Did Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince, really say that to Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Know It All?
Draco grinned after throwing Ron a 'Death Eater' glare and rubbed his hands together gleefully. He skipped over to Harry and ran a slim pale finger down the curved fin of his bass guitar looking up at Harry through his thick dark lashes. Harry managed to control the shiver that threatened by telling himself it was anger and had nothing to do with icy blue eyes looking at him.
Draco held his other hand out imperiously and said, "May I?"
"Only if you value the grave Malfoy." Harry said softly but his voice was hard and cold.
"UUmmm, Malfoy, no one touches Harry's guitar. If I were you I would remove the finger before Harry removes your finger from you." Ron said happily grinning at the look on Draco's shocked face.
Malfoy pouted, "But I need a guitar to play!"
Hermione concentrated and seconds later a guitar appeared on the floor beside Malfoy.
"OH pretty!" Malfoy cried and snatched up the guitar.
Ron rolled his eyes and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'ponce' as he turned to walk to the stage. He grabbed the phone thingy that Hermione told him he needed to sing into as Vince oh-ed and awed over the guitar that the room had provided Malfoy with.
"Draco do you know what this is?" Vince breathed.
Draco looked down at the all silver guitar and shrugged his shoulders "a guitar?"
"Well yes, but this is a Ibanez. Do you know how expensive these are?"
"Only the best for a Malfoy Vin. You know that." Draco said smugly as he stared at the instrument in his hands.
Harry stared at the guitar longingly. He really liked it and for some reason it reminded him of Malfoy. He scowled to himself. What the hell was wrong with him today?
"Just play something Malfoy." He growled at him. He ignored the look Hermione sent him and continued to glare at Malfoy until he picked up a pick and slipped the strap over his head mimicking Harry's stance.
Malfoy shook his head, "I don't know any songs."
Harry growled at him again. I don't know any songs. I need a guitar. What the hell was he even doing here then?
He was the only one who had his instrument ready so he too picked up a pick and with a gesture that clearly said follow me, he started to play. He started out on one of the first songs he had ever learned to play, Deep Purples Smoke on the Water. It was fairly simple and would tell them right off whether Draco could play.
Harry played through the intro once and on the second time through motioned for Draco to join in. Draco had been concentrating on what Harry had been doing and when he motioned for him to play he nodded and taking his bottom lip between his teeth he put his fingers in the exact same place that Harry had his and strummed the strings with the pick.
And broke every one of them.
Draco said nothing, he just stood there glaring at the guitar as if it was the guitar's fault its strings were broken. Harry's mouth dropped open in shock. Hermione gasped and her eyes went wide. Vince paled and flinched as he looked at the broken guitat. Ron dropped to the floor laughing so hard he was quickly turning blue.