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Hogwarts Dreamin'
Chapter 5: Party Like It's 1999!!
Place: Gryffindor Time: about 5:30 or so.
Harry woke up early, probably for the first time in his history at Hogwarts. At first, he wanted to say 'piss on it' and go back to sleep, but her soon decided against it. How often did he get the opportunity to wake up early enough to get a nice long shower before the others? And who knows, maybe he could get a chance to see the sun rise.
The green-eyed boy climbed out of the plush wooden bed, grabbed a clean school uniform, a towel, a washcloth and went into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water, took off his glasses, and undressed before stepping into the warm stream of water. As the warm water eased his tired body, waking him up, he began to think back to what happened last night. He was slightly angry. Of course, he was angry. Who wouldn't be angry after having their heart broken in a public place?
But, he wasn't angry at Draco. He could never be angry at the blond, not for just being honest. Besides, it could have always been worse. Harry played the scenario in his mind:
"Draco, how do you feel about me?"
"Are you kidding? I bloody hate you! And fair warning, after I get the Dark Mark, you'd better learn to sleep with one eye open." Draco laughed evilly.
Luckily for him, that didn't happen. Harry smiled as he washed himself, that is, until another thought hit him. The Dark Mark. If Draco planned to get the Mark, then there was no way in Hell they could be together. They'd end up being enemies in no time.
Harry faintly heard the sound of the other boys beginning to stir., so he turned off the water and toweled himself dry. 'So much for watching the sun rise.' The brunette thought as he put on his school uniform and exited the bathroom.
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The Dark Trio all hung around the Slytherin commons, Draco and Blaise, again, on the black leather sofa and Karen, again, lounging on the floor in front of the fire place.
"So," she began. "Final things we'll need. Stereo with huge speakers and a lot of bass," Blaise wrote it down and Karen continued,
"Plenty of delicious goodies." again Blaise wrote it down. "Decent decorations, but nothing to gaudy." write, write. "And kick ass music. Everything except country." write, write.
"Is that all?" Draco asked, scanning the list over Blaise's shoulder. Karen thought for a moment.
"I think so. I have a few of my cds here, and I'm sure that if I owl my mom now, I can have the rest by dinner." The boys nodded, and Blaise gave Karen a sheet of parchment and a quill. The girl scratched a few lines, rolled the parchment up, and tied a rubber band around it. She grabbed the two boys by the arm and dragged them to the owlery.
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The owls hooted merrily as the tree Slytherins arrived, probably believing it was feeding time. Draco and Blaise began petting random owls as Karen went in search of her flying friend..
"Your owl is a raven, Kare?" Draco asked as he eyed the beautiful bird. The girl shrugged.
"Yeah. I managed to find her when she was just a hatchling." she turned to the bird and smiled sweetly. "Hello, Acer." she cooed, stroking the bird's beak. The raven cawed and playfully nipped the girl's finger. Blaise smiled and stood next to her, petting the birds sleek black plumes. Draco knew where this was going, so he decided to wander to the other end of the owlery.
"Acer, huh. Nice name." Blaise commented, eyeing the raven appraisingly. Karen looked at him for a moment before looking away, her face burning.
"Yeah, it's short for Acerbus, the Latin word for darkness." she explained. Blaise's smile broadened.
"That's a fitting name for such a beautiful bird." He looked at her. "Don't you agree?"
Karen didn't answer. Instead, her heart began to race, so she quickly tied the letter to Acer's leg.
"Take this letter to mommy as fast as you can." she commanded, and Acer took off. "We'd better get going. We're almost late for breakfast. Come on, Drac!" she called out and the three left the owlery, Blaise tailing the line.
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Harry poked idly at his scrambled eggs and two strips of bacon. It was funny, He came down hungry and ready to eat, but when he got his food, he lost his appetite. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought to himself. He didn't think for long, because suddenly, the Dark Trio of Slytherin raced into the Great Hall, Draco in the lead, followed by Karen, and then Blaise, who was jogging more than racing. Draco was the first to reach the Slytherin table, where he sat down and held his hands up.
"I win." he exclaimed to the other two. They all laughed and sat down on either side of the blond. Harry's heart fluttered at the sight of the former Ice Prince's smiling face. He wondered if he could make the blond smile like that, laugh like that.
"Harry. Harry! HARRY JAMES POTTER!!" Hermoine yelled, trying to get the brunette's attention. Harry snapped out of his dazed state and looked at her.
"Huh? Wha. What is it?" he asked.
"I was asking if you finished you Potions homework. You know Snape will have your ass if miss one more assignment." the genius Gryffindor warned. Harry just shrugged.
"Yeah, I got it finished." Harry replied dully before returning to his thoughts.
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Something was very strange about the passing of the day. Neville hadn't blown up a cauldron, Hermoine, not only didn't get a right answer, she didn't answer any questions at all, and Karen didn't get bit five times in a row in Care of Magical Creatures. See? Strange! At dinner, the Slytherin and Gryffindor students, along with the few who were invited from the other houses all sat in great anticipation of what came next. In an hour and a half, they would be partying hard, and as long as there were no fights or major destruction, no one could stop it.
"I'm so excited, Ron!" Hermoine twittered, gripping her now boyfriend's arm. Ron smiled at her. It was slightly scary to see the normally calm girl this way, but her understood her excitement. It was a rare occasion that Hermoine relaxed, what with all the homework and studying she had been doing. Harry couldn't help but smile as well.
"Do you know what your going to wear, Ron?" he asked. Ron nodded.
"Yeah, at least I think I do. What about you, mate?" Harry shrugged.
"I've got a guess, but I'm not completely sure." he replied. The three ate the rest of their dinner with little conversation.
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Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Draco, Blaise, and Karen were holding their own party conversation.
"Acer should be here any- Oh! Here she comes." Karen twittered happily as the sleek black bird flew in through the window of the Great Hall and stopped right in front of the three, holding a brown paper-wrapped package in her claws. Karen took the package, petted Acer, and the raven went on her way. The girl smiled at the boys.
"Told you I'd have it by dinner." she commented.
"Nice, now let's get out of here so we can get ready." Draco said, and the three left the Great Hall.
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Blaise buttoned up the blood red short sleeved shirt and examined himself in the full body mirror. 'Close to perfect, but not quite.' he thought. He went over his outfit over and over before he realized what was missing. He went to the cherry oak wood nightstand that rested beside the matching bed. A silver jewelry box rested on its surface. Blaise gingerly lifted the lid, careful not to break it like had the last thirty-some, and rummaged through it until he found what he was looking for. A long gold chain he had acquired as a birthday present from a late family member. After many tries, Blaise had the treasured trinket fastened and dangling around the collar of the shirt. Add that to the black jeans and tennis shoes, and his outfit was complete.
"Are you ready yet, Drac?" he called out, trying to get the blond boy's attention.
"Almost." was his response.
Draco stood in the bathroom, trying hard to get his hair just right. The long silvery blond strands fell over his eyes and down to his chin. He brushed one side away from his face and examined himself in the mirror. Sexy, if he did say so himself. He the analyzed his outfit,, which consisted of a black short sleeved tee shirt tucked into a pair of baggy black jeans with a silver dragon stitched on the back pocket and a belt with a silver pentagram shaped buckle, and black tennis shoes The outfit was tied together with a silver chain with a dragon charm. He stepped out of the bathroom to see Blaise's eyes on him, and he struck a pose.
"How do I look?" the blond boy asked, smiling at his friend.
"Like a million bucks." Blaise commented. Draco smiled in response and sat on his bed.
"Is Kare ready yet?" he asked. The dark haired boy shrugged.
"I have no idea. I'll go check" he replied and exited the room. Draco smiled and shook his head.
Blaise went down the stairs the lead into the Common Room to find Karen setting up. He watched smiling as the girl transfigured an old miniature boom box into a large stereo with huge speakers, just like the list described. She then moved one of the end tables that sat next to the black leather sofa so that it rested against the wall, and then she transfigured it into a slightly long banquet table, complete with delicious snacks and treats and the liquor they bought at the Dragon Tail. Blaise almost laughed at the sight of her, standing there tapping her chin as she thought.
"What am I missing?" she asked herself.
"The decorations?" Blaise asked, smirking as the girl jumped about five feet in the air. "If you were going to set up, you should have asked Drac and I to help." he said. Karen blinked then smiled like a goof.
"Yeah, it would have been faster that way. I'm not even dressed yet." she replied. Blaise descended the remainder of the stairs and gently pinched Karen's cheek.
"You go and get dressed, Drac and I will take care of the decorating." he said, his heart fluttering as she smiled and nodded before jogging off and up the stairs to the girls' dorms. Blaise sighed before he yelled, "Draco Lucius Malfoy, get down here and help me!!!" Needless to say, after hearing his full name being yelled, Draco flew down the stairs and into the common room like a bat out of Hell.
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Harry tried in vain to get his hair to sit down straight. He grunted and whimpered as her tried and tried to get the comb through his black hair.
"Just leave it, mate. It looks fine." Ron commented, leaning on the doorframe of the bathroom. Ron was dressed in baggy blue jeans and a white wife-beater tank top with a thin red button up shirt over it and red and white Nikes. The red shirt was decorated with Japanese symbols down the back. It was still a mystery to Ron as to what they meant. Harry smiled at Ron then looked back at his reflection in the mirror. Now that he thought about it, his hair didn't look that bad. He sighed, took off his glasses, and cast the vision-fixing spell that Hermoine taught him on his eyes.
"Better get dressed, mate. The party starts soon." Ron warned. Harry nodded and left the bathroom. He walked over to the oak wood wardrobe and grabbed a thin black button up shirt that was designed to look like an Azkaban inmate's shirt. It even had the numbers '24601' printed over the breast pocket and 'Azkaban Prison' printed on the back.. He slipped into a pair of baggy black jeans with a white tribal symbol on the back. He slapped on a black leather cuff with silver pyramids on one wrist, and a black bracelet with silver crosses on the other.
"Ready." he said triumphantly, smiling at the red-head. Ron smiled back at him.
"Well, come on. Herm's probably waiting for us." the Boy-Who-Lived nodded and the two boys left their dorm and jogged down the stairs leading into their Common Room. Surprisingly, Hermoine wasn't there yet, and neither was anyone else except for a few people, mostly whiney sixth and fifth years. Harry was just about to yell at Hermoine to hurry up, but before her could, the girl descended the stairs. Everyone stared at her awestruck. Hermoine stood on the last step, dressed in a tight black minidress that zipped up the front. The waist, sleeves, and collar were decorated with simple white piping. The outfit was topped of with black fishnet stockings with black combat boots. Around her neck was a black chocker with a silver cross charm and she had on bracelets much like Harry's. She had on little make-up, just a little black eyeliner and a little bit of mascara. But, what probably got everyone was her hair, which was now sleek and straight and pulled back into a ponytail. The locks beyond the dark scrunchy were shiny and neatly curled in spirals curls. Ron stared slightly wide eyed.
"I think I've fallen for a dark angel." he murmured to himself. Hermoine blushed at all the people gaping at her.
"Are you guys ready to go?" she asked, still slightly embarrassed. The boys nodded and jokingly hooked their arms with hers and they were off to the Slytherin dungeons, passing by a few others along the way.
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The Slytherin Common Room was practically pounding with the music of Malice Mizer. All around, here were people dancing, laughing, drinking, joking, and just plain sitting around. A lot of Slytherin, along with a few Gryffindor and an occasional Ravenclaw or two were jumping around in a good, old-fashioned mosh pit as everyone laughed or just ignored them completely.
Draco sat by himself on the stairs, a cup of Krystal in his hand as he watched the portrait used to get into the common room. Harry hadn't shown up yet, and he was starting to get worried. What if her didn't come at all? What if only the Weasel and Mud-blood showed up? The young Malfoy couldn't take it. He was just about to down the drink when, lo and behold, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived- and-Became-The-Boy-Of-Draco's-Dreams walked in through the portal, looking delectably sexy and followed by the Weasel and Mud-blood themselves. Draco smiled as the other partiers, Gryffindor and Slytherin alike, greeted the object of his affection.
The blond boy waited until Harry took and seat on the black leather sofa before he arose from his place on the staircase and decided to go after his prey, so to speak.
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Harry sat on the comfortable leather sofa, sipping at a cup of something called Krystal. It had a strong taste to it, but it was good. He nearly choked on it when her felt a pair of arms gently wrap around his neck and heard someone whispering in his ear.
"Hey, there good looking." the person said in a husky voice. They were very close, so close the their lips brushed against Harry's ear, sending shivers down his spine and all the down to his groin. Not the best scenario at a party. The brunette turned around and saw the smiling silver eyes of none other than Draco Lucius Malfoy. The blond smirked as Harry began to blush. 'I can't do this.' The Gryffindor thought. He wanted to run away. Far away. Draco's features turned serious.
"Harry, I need to talk to you. It's important." he said, his voice raised so it wouldn't be drowned out by the loud rock music. Harry nodded and allowed Draco to lead him away from the party.
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Karen came down the stairs and smiled at all of the people bouncing around and just having a good time. She had just finished dressing when the party started, so she wasn't there to greet anyone other than the few girls that poked there heads into her dorm and commented on how she looked, which made her feel pretty good, considering not many girls spoke to her after the incident with Pansy and how long it took her to decide on what to wear. After many tries, she decided on a black, corset-like tank top that laced up the front. Black frilly lace decorated the neck and straps. Adding to the black leather pants and boots, her outfit was perfect.
She descended the stairs slightly fast, and her heart skipped a beat as she almost tripped over something or some one. 'Probably some couple making out.' she thought, and jumped over who ever it was. She was about to walk on, but the person grabbed her wrist. Being the persnickety person she is, she whirled around at an almost break-neck speed, eyes wide. Blaise smirked up at her, a dark eyebrow arched. She quickly calmed down and sat beside him on the stairs.
"Gods, you scared the crap out of me, Blaise. What are you doin' sitting here all by yourself?" she asked, smiling back at him. He shrugged.
"Waiting for you." he replied, sipping his drink. Karen stared at him for a moment, her cheeks burning. It baffled her how he could be so cool, calm, and collected all the time. Blaise looked at her out the corner of his eye.
"Hm? What's wrong?" he asked, turning to face her. Karen snapped out of her trance at the sound of his voice, and she then realized she had been staring, which made her cheeks burn even more.
"Hm? Oh! No, nothing. I-I was just thinking. Sorry for zoning out." She rambled. 'Great, now he must think I'm a dumbass." She thought to herself, fearing the worst. But, much to her surprise, he just laughed.
"You truly are one of a kind, Kare." he laughed and kissed her cheek, ignoring how oddly warm she felt. Karen's heart fluttered, but at the same time, her stomach sank. 'Great, now you've gone and done it, Karen.' the little voice inside her head said.
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Ron sat on the infamous Slytherin black leather couch, Hermoine sitting ing his lap, and Neville next to them. Hermoine leaned down every once and again to whispered something in the red-head's ear, which would make him blush and her giggle and slowly shift her body against his, which made him blush even more. Neville tried hard not to look at the couple, but every time he heard Hermoine giggle and Ron moan, he felt like his heart was burning. He was happy for them, there was no doubt about that, but something about the way they flaunted their new-found love, the way the kissed on their way to class, the way they would pass dirty love notes in potions, and the way they held each other when they were in the common room together, it just tore him up inside and he didn't know why. At first he figured it was Hermoine. They way she had changed during the course of the years struck everybody like a ten-ton sack of Bott's Every Flavor Beans. She was just as smart and cunning as ever, but now she was more out-going, more adventurous, and a lot sexier, now that he thought about it. But then he decided that it wasn't just the usually bushy-haired girl, it was all girls. Not very many girls were into him, mostly because of his weight.
He couldn't take it anymore. The round boy got up and walked over to the drink table. He'd have a killer hangover tomorrow morning, but it'd be worth it if it cleared his mind. (Don't know why I added all that. Needed a time burner I guess.)
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Draco had led Harry to the far corner of the Slytherin common room, which was lighted by the moonlight pouring in from the slightly large window.
"What was it you needed to talk to me about, Malfoy." Harry asked. The use of his last name from the brunette boy after so long, it stung him somewhat.
"Harry, about yesterday, I-"
"You don't need to explain. You have no other feelings for me other than what's been there for the past seven years. It's alright, I'm a big boy, I can take it." Harry looked down to where the wall and the floor met, his emerald green eyes shining with tears and his face illuminated by the moon. The sight of him was beautiful, but at the same time, it broke Draco's heart. He lightly grasped the raven-haired boys chin and gently forced the Gryffindor to look at him.
"You're wrong. I do have feelings for you. Deep feelings. Feelings I thought I'd never feel in my pitiful life." Harry was letting the pent-up tears fall freely now, as he looked into the Slytherin's gentle silvery-blue eyes. Those eyes had to have been the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on.
"So, you don't think I'm just okay?" he asked pathetically. Draco smiled slightly and leaned in closer to the other boy, his eyes slightly closed.
"Harry, your more than just okay. A lot more." Draco's eyes closed all the way as he moved in closer to Harry. In no time, their lips touched and everything and everyone around them disappeared. Harry felt his head spinning. He couldn't believe this was happening. It was finally happening. Draco ran his tongue along Harry's bottom lip and in an instant the raven-haired boy gave him access. The boys' tongues twisted and played together, and Harry felt his knees get weak. Draco must have read his mind, because he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and held his body close to his own. A few minutes had passed before air had become an issue and reluctantly, the two pulled apart, breathing heavily, but still smiling at each other.
"Wow." was all that Harry could manage. Draco chuckled lightly and rested his head in the crook of Harry's neck, his hair tickling the boys sensitive spots and causing him to giggle like a girl.
"I guess we should get back to the party, huh?" Draco murmured.
"Yeah." Harry didn't really want to, but hey, it was a party, and rule one of parties is 'Thou Shalt Mosh to the Tunes of Linkin Park.' The two went back to the party area and jumped around like the others.
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Blaise and Karen had moved from their original spot on the staircase and were now stand beside the sofa, which was full of occupants. Blaise was standing behind Karen with his arms wrapped around her waist and the two smiled every time they had corrected anyone who commented on what a cute couple the two made.
"Too bad we're not a couple, though." Blaise would murmur every now and then, earning a somewhat nervous smile from Karen. But what got her the most was when she shifted, now facing the slightly taller boy with her arms draped around his neck. Blaise chuckled and leaned down to her ear, nibbling it before whispering those the three most shocking words in the human and wizarding language.
"I love you." Needless to say, the girl was shocked. She slowly broke away from him and stared up into his deep brown eyes.
"Blaise, I..." she had trouble finding the words.
"What? What's wrong?" he asked, looking worried. But Karen couldn't say it. She loved him too, but there was no way their relationship could go beyond friends. She shook her head before rushing off and up the stairs.
"Blaise, what happened? Where's Karen going?" Draco asked, a concerned look marring his delicate features. Harry, who was standing beside him, looked just a worried. Blaise explained the whole situation to them, and the more it progressed, the more upset it made the dark-haired Slytherin.
"I honestly thought she felt the same way. I didn't mean to scare her." he murmured pitifully. Draco and Harry shot each other pathetic glances.
"Maybe you should go talk to her, Drac." The emerald-eyed boy suggested. Draco nodded and ascended the staircase leading to the girls' dormitories, leaving Harry to comfort Blaise.
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Karen laid on her bed, holding her leopard print teddy bear close to her as if it were her only life line. She wanted to cry. She felt horrible for what she'd done to Blaise, and she hoped to any god that would listen that he didn't resent her for it.
The girl's thoughts were snapped in half by the sound of light knocking on the door.
"Kare?" It was Draco. "Kare? Can I come in?" the Malfoy heir asked. Before Karen could answer, the door slowly opened and Draco made his way over to her. He sat on the bed and placed a friendly hand on her ankle.
"Blaise told me what happened." he said. Karen scoffed lightly.
"Did he tell you what a bitch I am? How I only want attention, nothing more nothing less?" she asked maliciously, sitting up. Draco shook his head.
"No, nothing like that. You know that." Draco replied in a scolding manner. Karen balked at the thought of how ugly she must have seemed at that moment.
"Kare, Blaise truly cares for you. He didn't mean to scare you, he just wants to be with you." Draco explained.
"That's just it, Drac. I can't."
"Why not?" the blond boy asked. Karen looked away from him.
"Draco, I don't know if I told either of you this, but I'm not going to be in England for very much longer."
"What?"
"I'm only here for school. After the year is over, I'm going back to the US," she began to cry. "And I may never see any of you again. That's why I can't be with Blaise"
"But, you guys could be together for the remainder of the year."
"And when it's time for me to go back, we'll have to end it, and by that time we'd be so madly in love with each other it'd be damn near impossible to leave. It'll be hard leaving you guys and Harry as it is, I don't want to add salt to the wound by know I left the love of my teenage life in England." Draco placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, smiling.
"We'll cross that road when we come to it. For now, let's just see how everything works out. Okay?" Karen sniffled and nodded before the two went back down to the party.
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The remainder of the festivities went on with out a hitch. People hooked up, made out, and a lot of inter house friendships were made. But the best part was the piss drunkenness, which caused a lot of people to spend the night in places they didn't belong.
Harry woke up, feeling unusually warm. He looked up and smiled as he saw his new lover's peaceful sleeping face. He never noticed how beautiful Draco looked in the sunlight. His light blond, almost white, hair fell strewn across the fluffy white pillow, his translucent skin seeming to glow in the morning light. He looked like a true angel. Harry leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lover's pink lips.
Draco felt a light tingling sensation on his lips, which caused him to stir from his peaceful slumber. He was greeted into reality by an all-too-familiar pair of emerald greens gazing up at him. Draco smiled at their owner before leaning down and stealing another kiss. Before long, the boys pulled away, and that was when Draco realized how fuckin' bright it was outside. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned in pain.
"Shit. Why dose it have be so bright out?" Harry giggled.
"Well, the fact that it's half past noon may have something to do with it." Draco groaned and buried his head in the crook of Harry's neck.
"I suppose we have to get up now, right?"
"Only if you want to, love." Draco kissed the dark-haired boy's neck.
"Good, cause I don't really want to."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The story ain't over yet. So keep those revvies comin'