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Hogwart's Dreamin'.
Chapter 3: Shopping Is Crack to Females.
Place: Gryffindor. Time: 12:30pm
Gryffindor 7th year's
are cordualy invited to the Slytherin Dungeons
Friday Night
10:30 pm
Bring your best attitude
-Blaise Zabini, Karen Cabbage and Draco Malfoy
Slytherin: 7th year
The Gryffindors sat, stuned. Why would Slytherin invite the Gryffindors, their mortal enemies, to their dungeons.
"Maybe it's a trap" Lavender Brown suggested, twirling her blond hair around her index finger. Parvati Patil nodded in silent agreement.
"M-maybe they want to bury the hatchet," Neville said, but when the others looked at him wide-eyed, he chose different words. "I-I mean make ammends."
"Well I'm going going. I mean, we're 7th years now,"Seamus said ", we can take care of ourselves. And besides, most of them afford to get in any real trouble, not with the arours all over the Death Eaters like they are. Things will be fine, now whose with me." Most of the 7th years raised their hands, including Neville, Lavender and Parvati, Harry, Ron, and to many's suprise, Hermoine.
"It's been a while since I've been to a good party." She said in her defense.
"Then it's settled, we're all going." Dean Thomas said, smiling. The others cheered and gave each other hig-fives and what-not.
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"Can you believe it Harry? There's a party, tommorow night." Hermoine squealed, gripping Harry's arm. The 'Golden Trio' were on their way to Transfigurations.
"Yeah, and I still don't know what I'm going to wear." the boy replied. Hermoine smirked wickedly.
"What are you plotting, Herm?" Harry asked, slowly getting scared. He looked over to Ron, who just shook his head pittifully.
"Just nod and say okay, mate." he said.
"Nothing to wear, eh. You know what that means." the two boys looked at each other, than back at Hermoine.
"Shopping spree!!"She cheered, but when a group of first-years looked at her strangly and ran away, she then lowered her voice down to a whisper, so only the boys could hear. "Meet at the secret passageway after dinner with as much money as you can. From there we'll go to Hogsmede" The boys agreed and in no time at all, they were in the Transfigurations classroom.
"Today class, we will be transforming canaries," Professoe McGonagall explained, holding up the tiny yellow bird. "Into ravens. Now, it's very simple. Swish and 'Ravanio'" The tiny bird began to morph and shape. It got a bit bigger and the fluffy yellow plumes changed into sleek, jet black feathers. McGonagall smiled at her success then turned to the class.
"Now you try. Picture the canary transforming into a beautiful raven and, 'Ravanio'" The class chorused the magic word. Hermoine and Harry succeeded, as did Lavender and Parvati. Neville had came close, but his poor raven was missing its beak and also its right wing. Ron had managed to turn his into a crow.
"Now, how the bloody hell did that happen?"
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In Divination class, Draco, Blaise and Karen were, fortuatly, having slightly better luck.
"Now, little ones. Look deeply into your water goblets and concentrate." Professor Trelawney instructed in that annoyingly whimsical voice of hers. None of the 'Dark Trio', as the three Slytherins were called, particularlly like this class, Blaise and Draco because of the teacher, and Karen because, well, she had her own system, she didn't need Hogwarts'.
"By now, your water should have changed color. Miss Cabbage, what do you see." Trelawney asked.
"I'm not sure, but it looks kinda yellow."
"Ahh. That means you have great joy in your future. You will gain intelligence and vitallity. Good show. Now, what about yo, Mister Zabini?"
"I see, sort of green."
"You will aqquire luck and prosperity in your future." Trelawney giggled. "I hope you won't forget us when you're rich, well, richer. Now, would you like to go, Mister Malfoy?"
"Sure, um, I see red." Trelawney blushed deeply.
"Oh my. R-red stands for sexual love and lust passion. As well as courage, willpower,and energy." Draco blushed as well. Karen and Blaise nearly pissed themselves with laughter. Oh bloody freakin' frackin' fuckin' hell. Trelawney looked at the magical clock on her desk then back to the class, the blush still evedent on her face.
"I'm afraid that's all the timewe have. You're dismissed." The students started to file out, Blaise, Karen, and Draco being the last.
"Oh, and Draco," Trelawney called after the three. Draco turned around to face the older woman. "Do be careful. Protection and all that." Draco blushed heavilly as Karen and Blaise burst out laughing again.
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The rest of the day seemed to fly by uneventfully, and in no time, it was time for dinner. Hermoine leaned closer to Harry and Ron.
"Don't forget, we're sneaking to Hogsmede tonight, alright?" she whispered. The two boys nodded, slightly confused. She never snuck anywhere, espeacially out of school, at risk of expulsion. Now she was hyped to leave. Add this and the way Malfoy's been acting, it makes you wonder if the world has gone mad. Speaking of Malfoy, Pansy hasn't been seen in ages since the fight.
"Hey, has anyone seen Pansy lately?" Ron asked. Harry shook his head.
"Her parents sent her to a different school. They said they didn't think she was safe here anymore since Karen beat her arse and they're espeacially pissed that the teachers didn't do anything." Hermoine answered. Seamus looked slightly outraged.
"They did so. They sent her to the infirmiry like they were supposed to."
"Besides, it happened in Dueling Club, where your supposed to duel. Did they think she'd go without a scratch the whole year?" Harry asked. Ron shrugged.
"I don't know, but if you ask me, that's what she gets for running her mouth all the time. I don't think anyone felt sorry for, and I don't think anyone will miss her."
"With the exception of Millicent Bullistrode. But she had her head so far up that's girl's arse, I wouldn't be suprised if she went with her." Harry commented, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. The others nodded in agreement.
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"Hey guys, you wanna go to Hogsmede tonight?" Karen asked spontaniously.
"Sure, any particular reason why we're going?" Blaise asked. Karen just shrugged.
"I figured we could get a few things for the party, and it would be a nice opprotunity to get some more clothes." she replied. Then she remembered.
"Did you remember to talk to Harry, Draco?" Draco's eyes widened as he realized that he hadn't.
"No."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go." Blaise urged. Draco wadn't to say no, but he knew there was no way out of it, so he built up all the courage he could muster, stood up, and made his way over to the Gryffindor table.
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"Don't look now, but here comes Malfoy." Ron whispered. Harry nearly choked. Before he could reply, the silver-haired Slytherin was right next to him.
"So...Harry. Are you g-going to the party tommorow night?" he asked, stammering only a little. Harry ignored it.
"Yeah.
"Good,good. Well, I-I guess I'll be seein' ya." Draco stammered again.
"Yeah. Hope to see you at the party." Harry smiled at him, which caused Draco to blush and then he head back to his own table. Ron and Hermoine gave him a weird look.
"What was that all about, mate?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, he seemed nervous." Hermoine asked. Harry just shrugged, even though he had a good guess why Draco seemed nervous.
"Well, Draco or no, dinners almost over. Meet me at the secret passge 15 minutes after dinner. And Harry, bring the invisibility cloak." Harry nodded.
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After dinner, the Dark Trio headed straight for the Slytherin dorms to put away their school robes and grab their coats, hats, and gloves. They rushed by the students in the commons, snuck by the prefects, and ran like hell, so fast through the passage way that they were at Hogsmede in no time.
"Well...we'er here." Blaise panted.
"Where are we going first, Kare?" Draco asked, looking around at the many stores. Karen pondered for a moment before answereing.
"Liquor store. We don't need anything too strong, just something to get people to lighten up." The boys nodded and led her to the best liquor store in Hogsmede.
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"Are we there yet?" Ron whined. He was stuck with the great pleasure of being behind the other two. Hermoine rolled her eyes.
"Alomost. Wait...yep, we're here." Harry took off the invisiblity cloak and stepped into Hogsmede. He turned to Hermoine, almost afraid to ask..
"Where to first, Herm?" At that instan, Hermoine grabbed the boys' arms and led them down the street to a rather strange looking shop called 'The Black Rose Boutique'.
"Herm...what is this place" Ron asked. The bushy-hairded girl smiled.
"This, my dear Ronald, is the ultimate in party attire. Come on." Still smiling, she dragged the boys inside.
The intirior was somewhat dark, only a few red lightbulbs illiuminated the shop, offset by the deep black paint the decorated the walls. If it weren't for the many racks of dark colored clothes, the boys would have mistaken this place for some sort of sex shop.
"The men's section is over there." Hermoine pointed to the far right of the shop. "If you need me, I'll be in the ladies' section." and with that she was off, leaing Harry and Ron to fend for themselves.
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The Dragon Tail had some of the best liquor in the wizarding world. We're not talking about that prissy Butterbeer crap served at amature fifth-year parties (even though they would serve some of that as well), but the good stuff. the Don Perignon of party drinks. The Dark Trio entered the shop, the tiny bell giving a little 'ding'. The man behind the counter identafied the two boys immediately.
"Ah, Misater Malfoy, Misater Zabini, How good to see you again." the Asian man behind the counter greeted, bowing to both of them. Her turned to Karen with a micheavious gleam in his eye. "Ah, and who might this be? A new lady friend, hmm?" he asked, taking her hand and kissing it many times. Blaise quickly seperated the Asian man from the girl's arm.
"Greetings, Xiao. We need your finest." Draco ordered in that haughty 'I'm-am-the-one-and-only-heir-of-Malfoy-so-do-whatever-I-fucking-say' voice. Xiao smiled and nodded.
"Ah yes. The finest." Xiao went back behind the counter and ducked for a moment. Suddenly, he came back up with a large,round black bottle.
"This is Pure Silver. New on the market, but already get good review."
"People will be pissed on this in no time, haha!" Draco gave Blaise a high-five and Karen just gave them a look.
"What about the people who don't drink the strong stuff?" She asked. Draco and Blaise looked a bit down for a second until she said
"Better get some Butterbeer and hard lemonade, too. Maybe some Bacardi and Krystal." the boys cheered. They payed for the liquor (with the use of fake id's of course.) and left the store. For a while, they walked around Hogsmede, searching for a place to shop next. It was almost fifteen minutes before Karen stopped and pointed at a tiny shop with red lights and black walls....
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"Hey, Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?"
"How are we supposed to know what to get?"
"I have no idea, Ron. Maybe we should just grab a bunch of stuff, try 'em on, and see what looks best." And that's what they did. Until....
"Hey, Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?"
"Does Hermoine like me?" Ron asked hesitantly.
"Of course she does, Ron. And so do I."
"No, I mean does she like me, like me?" This caught Harry off guard. He didn't know how to answer. It's not like he walked up to Hermoine and said, 'Hey, Herm, are you hot for Ron?' Things like that just didn't happen.
"To be honest, Ron, I have no idea if she likes you that way."
"Oh..okay. Hey, Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?" This was getting very old, very fast.
"I'm gonna tell her tonight, okay?"
"Okay." All was now quiet in Harry's mind until he walked in.
-
Of all the shops, in all of Hogsmede, Draco had to walk into his. He felt his face grew hot as he saw the young brunette, scrounging around the men's section of the Black Rose Boutique. He couldn't do it. There was no way in hell he would be able to pick out an aproppriate outfit while Harry freakin' frackin fuckin Potter was just a little ways away from him. He felt a jab in his back, and he turned around.
"Go, go!" Blaise and Karen quietly urged, still jabing him with their index fingers. Draco wanted to decline, but he knew that, not only did he not have a choice, but he would have to do it sooner or later if he ever wanted to get his man. Swallowing his fear, Draco slowly weaved through the racks of clothing until he was only a foot away from Harry. He cleared his throat.
"H-hello, Harry. Ron." he tried to sound as polite and confident as possible. The other two boys looked up from the clothes and turned their attention to the blond. Ron didn't look to pleased by his presence, so he decided to leave.
"Malfoy. As much as I hate to say it," the redhead said sarcastically," I have business to take care of. I'll see you, Harry." and with a distastful look at Draco, he walked over to where Hermoine was. The two remaining boys stood there in an very uncomfortable silence until Harry decided to speak.
"Soo, Mal-I mean, Draco. What brings you here?" he asked.
"Blaise and Karen dragged me here. I think they wanted to get something to wear for the party." The Slytherin answered. Harry nodded.
"That's why we're here. I'm not having so much luck, though. I've never been shopping." Draco looked shocked at this.
"You've never been shopping? Well, how did you get your clothes?"
"They mostly just give my cousin's old hand-me-downs. I guess I can't complain. I could be walking around in a burlap sack." Harry chuckled pittifully, which made Draco's heart break into pieces. If he had that kind of life, even for just a day, he'd be furious and out for revenge as soon as he got the chance, but here was Harry, looking on the bright side and speaking as if very little was wrong with what he just said.
"Dosen't that upset you? Even just a little?" Draco asked. Harry nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I guess, a little. But I always have Hogwarts, or at least I did. After this year, I don't know what I'll do. I may just move out, but I don't know where to go." Harry said, flipping through that clothes and picking out things every now and then. Draco's heart clenched. He wanted to tell the brunette that he could live with him if he ever needed a place to go, but something inside stopped him.
"So, did you have any friends back on Privet Drive. Anyone you miss?" he asked, despite his rage. Harry shook his head.
"Not really. Dudley practically convinced everyone at my old school to hate me. So I never really made any friends." Harry's eyes looked a bit misty as he remembered all the beatings and taunts by Dudley and his friends. By this alone, Draco went fro a bit outraged to thuroughly pissed in no time flat. That's how he slipped.
"If you were mine, I'd never let anyone hurt you." He slapped a hnd over his mouth as Harry looked at him, slightly wide eyed.
"What did you just say?"
"What? Nothing! Absolutley nothing." Harry's face turned skeptical.
"Liar. You said 'If I were yours', didn't you?" Draco's face turned a deep red.
"I did not! Now can we drop it, Potter?"
"Sure." And the two stood there, sifting through clothes without saying a word. Until
"Draco?"
"Yeah."
"I know I may regret asking this, but how do you feel about me?"
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