A/N: Has anyone been to Paris for longer than three days. I've been there but I didn't see much night life. So any help there would be great.
The grouped laughed at the statement Harry had made. Kris wiped the tears from her eyes and asked, "That is a problem, how?"
"Kris they have no clothes," Harry sated.
"Harry we are in Paris one of the worlds most fashionable places. It's no problem and the clubs don't open until ten," Kris said rolling her eyes.
"Alright if you say so, but aren't the stores closed now?" Harry asked.
"Harry stop worrying." Kris said, "Were here now. Harry, Jay and Dane you three go up to your rooms. We're going shopping."
"Should I be scared?" Harry asked.
"Not really, but you might want to be." Kris said with a glint in her eyes, "Now off with you three. You will be shown up to your rooms, while we go shopping." Dane, Jay and Harry were rushed off the bus with Hermione, Ginny, and Draco smiling and waving at them. Harry, Jay and Dane stood there, stuned till the bus had turned the corner. They quickly moved inside the opulent hotel to find the manager, speaking in quick French to the bellhops.
The manager walked over to them and said, "Ah Monsieur Potter we have the Louis the XIV suite for you and your party if you would follow Leon. He will show you to your rooms," A young man of late teens bowed to them and showed them to the opulent room. The suit had five bedrooms, a sitting room, a balcony that over looked the Champs-Elysees, and views of Paris through all of the windows.
"This is awesome!" Jay said, running around.
"For once, I'm with Jay." Dane said.
"Messieurs sont lĂ toute autre chose que vous voudriez?" Leon asked.
"L'oui a pu vous avoir le vin apporté vers le haut." Dane said.
"Rouge ou blanc?" Leon asked
"Rouge." Dane said. Harry and Jay were impressed that Dane could speak French.
"Tout de suite." Leon said and left the room.
"What the heck did you two say to each other?" Harry said, sitting down on the couch.
"He asked if we would like anything, and I said yes. So I ordered red wine." Dane said.
"When did you learn French?" Jay asked.
"Remember that guy named Raoul, well he taught me how to speak it." Dane said, turning red.
"I'm guessing he also taught you how to love like a Frenchmen as well." Jay said.
"I wonder what the girls are doing." Harry said rolling his eyes at Jay.
"Shopping." Jay said.
"I know, but how."
"Harry, Kris went to school here I bet she knows where to shop after dark and besides its fashion week." Dane said taking a seat beside Harry.
"How did you know that?" Harry asked. Dane pointed to the newspaper that sat on the table.
"Oh." Harry said and fell quite.
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"No, no, no, that is all wrong for you." Kris said to Draco. Said Draco stood on a platform in a red and gold suit. The girls sat out in the workshop watching Kris and her best friend from France, Guy rush out for new clothes.
The girls were speechless when Draco returned in a pair of tight, black leather pants and a green and sliver V-neck sweater. Guy rushed over and handed Draco the black motorcycle boots that finished off the outfit. Draco stood there nervous of the blank stares he was getting.
"Do I look all right?" Draco asked smoothing down the sweater.
"Draco, if I did know you were gay I would jump your bones right now." Lele said dead pan.
"I look good then?" Draco questioned with his smirk.
"There's the Malfoy we all know and love." Hermione said laughing.
"You know you love me," Draco said sitting in between Lele and Ginny, "I'll ask Harry if we can have a three-some one night if you want, Lele."
"Maybe," Lele said. Guy returned with Kris and Guy said holding his hand out, "Mademoiselles Weasley and Granger, if you may." Ginny and Hermione squealed and rushed after Guy. Draco snorted and said, "I have never heard Hermione squeal."
"Ok now that Hermione and Ginny are out of the room. Draco how did you and Harry become you and Harry?" KC asked.
"I told you this story." Draco said.
"Not in detail." Lele said.
"OK fine. You know about the Death Eaters and Harry and I getting drunk in a bar. Well, that night after Harry told me that, I leaned over and kissed him. I whispered I had a crush on him to, then we quickly paid our tab and rushed back to the Gryffindor common room where we made passionate love all night long." Draco said getting a dazed look on his face.
"What happened the next morning?" Kris asked.
"We missed three days of school." Draco said with a giggle.
"You were in bed until what Wednesday?" Lele asked.
"Umm we got drunk on a Tuesday." Draco said.
"So you were in bed from Tuesday till Monday?" KC asked.
"Pretty much, the funny thing was we had a Quidditch game that weekend against each other." Draco said.
"Quidditch?" Lele asked.
"It's a sport like basketball on brooms." Hermione said coming out in a midnight blue halter top that stopped right under her breast, bronze min skirt, and black go-go boots. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail on her head. Her makeup was light but you could see bronze dusted softly across her eyelids. Draco's jaw dropped, as did the girls.
"Hermione, why in gods didn't you dress like that in school?" Draco said.
"In short, my parents, and by the time I could dress myself I had a bloody war on my hands." Hermione said.
"Oh." Draco said.
"Oh go on Draco tell them of how Ginny and I found you." Hermione said.
"Right, Ginny and Hermione were sent to look for us on Saturday because the teachers were getting worried that we were kidnapped. Ginny and Hermione walked in on us in the middle of a shag." Draco said.
"The most embarrassing moment of my life. We quickly left and told the teacher we found them but they couldn't play." Hermione said.
"So who won the game?" Kris asked.
"The game was cancelled but Gryffindor won the cup that year." Hermione said.
"Rub it in why..." Draco said but the words stopped in his throat. His mouth sagged open at the sight of Ginny.
