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Harry and Draco are in their 7th year but we have decided that Harry saved Cederic's life just for the stories sake and more about this will be mentioned later in the story. we have also decided that our chapters will probably remain short so that we can update more quickly for our readers benefit of course. Hope you keep enjoying them and please do review them! Thank you love Dragon Lovers xx

The Bet Begins

On their way out of breakfast, Harry, Ron and Hermione noticed a large cluster of people whispering excitedly to each other. As they approached the notice board outside the great hall, they saw that it was the sign up sheet of the next school play. As Harry walked up, already having decided to put his name up for the play, Malfoy strutted over smirking, rapped around Parkinson

"YOU are not seriously thinking that you would ever get a part in this you don't stand a chance against my acting skills. I have been having lessons since I was two."

"Shut up Malfoy unlike you, I have some natural talents." Harry spat, a smug smile slowly appearing on his face.

Hermione and Ron grinned at Draco's scornful scowl. Little did they know that Draco Malfoy had many hidden natural talents……

"Fine then Potter, if you are so sure you will get a part in this play, maybe we should make a bet."

"What! That is ridiculous."

"Scared Potter?"

"Of you? Fat chance. Don't forget you make a very good ferret."

Draco blushed, fuming at Harry.

"You just wait Potter. If I get this part for the play, then you're my slave for a week. And vice versa of course," he added with an afterthought and sly grin. "So you up for it Potter?"

"Sure thing Malfoy. If you're prepared to do whatever I want you too."

"Whatever." He went to shake Harry's hand, before turning on his heel, wheeling Parkinson with him and strutting off again.

"Cocky bastard!" Ron fumed, sticking up for his best friend.

"Don't let him get to you, Harry. I bet you're way better that him," she said not quite convincingly enough.

"So, you're actually going to sign for this piece of …er… play?" Ron questioned.

"Um yeah. Why, is there something wrong?"

"Know, nothing at all Harry," Hermione butted in. "It's a really good play. I went to see it in the summer, with my parents."

"Oh, yeah ok then." A sudden thought dawned on Harry. "Um, Ron? Do you think acting is for, erm, poofs?" He blushed slightly, hoping that neither of his friends had guessed his deepest secret.

"Oh! Nah, not really. At all even. No. No, Harry, you sign you're name up for this, er, play. It should be good fun." Ron replied, a bit too enthusiastically.

He then confidently signed his name on the already nearly full piece of parchment.

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The auditions were held the following Wednesday at 4 till 5. Harry arrived early hoping that he wouldn't have to read his lines in front of the already far too confident Draco Malfoy. Sadly this was not the case as Malfoy was already in the cue, as well as the other people who had signed up and all had the same idea about arriving early. Harry snatched 4.15 as his time hoping to get it over and done with before Malfoy could destroy his courage all together. Why was it only Malfoy that got to him? Malfoy shockingly totally ignored Harry, as he was too rapped up in his own thoughts of winning the bet and not letting Potter get to him.

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Draco had gotten there first and got the 4.10 time, giving him a moment to learn as many lines as he could muster in those 10 minutes. He however could not concentrate as he couldn't help but notice Potter's stares from across the room. He hardly could conceal how he thought that Harry did look incredibly hot as his toned muscles that he had gained from Quidditch were ………….

Shit no stop thinking that, I am NOT GAY, I am dating Pansy. For Merlins sake!

But somehow he couldn't get the image of how Harry would look without a shirt on out of his mind.

"Mr Malfoy?" called Professor Flitwick

"Sorry, yeah."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes I am." Prepare to be amazed Potter.

Draco then proceeded to pull off an outstanding performance. Harry cursed under his breath, dam it he was good. Now his nerves were nearly taking over him and he was next and he had to follow after Draco Malfoy's annoyingly amazing performance.

Harry however succeeded in surprising Draco by pulling off the best performance that Professor Flitwick had ever seen. Draco could see he had competition. Dam Harry. Why did he have to be actually good? Not just good but GREAT.