Pandemonium
Chapter One: Laugh It Up
Pansy sipped idly at her drink, eyes sparking amusedly as Draco retold the story of how he had slept with Lockheart to Millicent and Blaise.
"That's disgusting!" Millicent cried, shaking at the mental imagery that had been conjured in her head. Draco nodded his head and continued the story.
"You won't believe what happened next!" he added and Pansy rolled her eyes, thinking that he was getting a little too involved with the story.
"What?" Millicent asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"So I've just tossed my cookies, lost my lunch, hurled – whatever you want to call it – when I see Weasley walking down the street with that Mudblood Granger."
Blaise clucked his tongue at Draco's usage of such a derogatory term and Draco stuck his tongue out in retaliation.
"Sorry, mum," Draco hissed sarcastically at Blaise, who shot him a dirty look in return.
"Fuck off, Blaise! Finish your little cat fight with Draco later…I want to know what happened next!" Pansy snapped, pulling her full attention back onto Draco. Draco smirked triumphantly while Blaise sulked childishly.
"Either way, so I'm still a little pale looking—"
"But you're always pale looking, Draco! If you were any paler you would no longer be considered opaque!" Blaise pointed out.
"Hey! Who's telling the story here, you or me?" Draco snarled.
"Fine, fine, fine. I'm sorry. Continue."
"Damn right you're sorry…goddamned Italians, think that they're so great with their thick, curly hair and nice teeth…not to mention tight butts…hmmm," Draco trailed off eyeing Blaise's bottom while Blaise looked at him in shock.
"As I was saying! Weasley and Granger were walking down the street and Granger didn't look all that happy with Weasley, she was actually telling him off for something and his face was really red and it actually wasn't too flattering-what with the orange hair and all. But I digress…" Draco trailed off and took a sip of his mocha.
"Get on with it!" Millicent squealed and Draco smirked, loving the attention he was getting out of this.
"Apparently," Draco began, "they had been fighting about sex."
"What about sex?" Blaise asked with peaked interest.
"For the record Blaise, I'm only mildly icked by your sudden interest in my story when Granger and sex came up," Draco noted and Blaise glared at him, mumbling something about albino faggots under his breath.
"It is a good question though…why were they arguing about sex? And in a public place too! Goodie goodie Granger must have been really pissed to have felt the need to have such an 'intimate' argument in the open like that," Millicent noted.
"It would seem that Weasley couldn't keep it down and went off to have sex with some other twat and Granger caught him in the act," Draco finished triumphantly.
"Wow, suddenly I'm almost on Granger's side," Pansy laughed.
"Ew, Weasley sex is not something that should be discussed…ever!" Millicent cried, covering her ears and trying to work the disturbing images out of her brain.
"As wonderful as that story was Draco, what did it have to do with you?" Blaise sneered and it was Draco's turn to glare.
"Don't get your knickers in a bunch! I was still getting there," Draco said with a smirk.
"So, they're fighting and I'm standing there feeling incredibly amused and rather mean spirited-more so towards the Weasel, mind you- easier to pick on, his hexes are weaker. I just had to make a comment," Draco paused dramatically and upon seeing Millicent loosing interest and Blaise rolling his eyes he continued, "I said something about his package not being adequate enough and he just snapped!"
"So that's how you got that cut on your lip," Blaise mumbled.
"Yes, well…. here's the real kicker- Weasley's wailing on me and I'm still in a state of shell shock from the Lockheart incident so I'm not really doing anything to stop him. You can imagine that I'm actually getting beat up at this time and then, Granger pulled him off of me and just went off at him. Weasley looked more frightened then I've ever seen him in my life- and you remember me telling you about First year, right?" Draco's friends stared at him with wide-eyes.
"So then what happened?" Millicent inquired and Draco smiled smugly.
"Weasley was confused and Granger just ended up dragging him away after apologizing to me. I almost went into cardiac arrest."
"Good Lord, you've managed to encounter the entire Golden Trio within the last twenty four hours!" Pansy snorted and Draco froze, turning to look at her.
"What?"
"You've had a run in with all three of them…first Potter and now Granger and Weasley," Pansy explained slowly. Draco paled and he sat back in his chair, shock washing over him.
"Draco, don't tell me you forgot about last night!" Pansy shrieked, starting at the blond in a combination of amusement and horror.
Draco nodded mutely and Pansy stopped laughing.
"You honestly don't remember?"
Draco shook his head and Pansy groaned, slouching in her chair while Blaise and Millicent watched them curiously.
"Bloody hell."
Author's Notes: I cut this chapter a little shorter then I first intended…I promise that the ones to follow will be a lot longer and if you're concerned about the lack of Draco/Harry interaction never fear, it too shall soon come! As far as getting the next chapter out faster we'll see how school permits. It's been really hectic as of late and I just haven't had the time to do anything related to my fanfics. I have tons of beta work that I need to catch up on too before some writers (Indigo, I'm looking at you) decide to beat me with their HP character named laptops. Hugs and kisses to my beta reader and to everyone who took the time to review the prologue! You're some right fine classy people and just for that I give cookies and a cup of milk to the following people:
Rei Magami: You've got to be cruel to be kind, love! Don't worry there's much worse and much better things to come!
Gwen: Only almost? Well, he is a playboy but still…
Cricketpoor: Thank you for the complement, I hope I don't disappoint!
Masha: Hee hee, I don't know why I felt the need to use Amadeus as Draco's middle name…probably because I had just been on a Mozart kick. Thanks for the lovely compliments!
Holy Snappers: I don't know if Lockheart's the worst of people to wake up to in the morning, but he's defiantly up there. More ill placed humor to come!
Nuppu: It was a rather interesting way to start a story, wasn't it? I'm still new at this whole writing thing so I'm struggling to keep the style consistent…wish me luck and thanks for the support!