Pandemonium
Chapter Two: Foul Mouths

Draco sat on his bed after Blaise walked him home. The other boy was seated in Draco's favorite armchair across from him.

"Are you ok?" Blaise asked, not liking how silent Draco had become after Pansy had pulled him aside and whispered into his ear at the restaurant. There was no answer from Draco and Blaise sighed, blowing a stray piece of hair from his eyes.

"Draco, whatever she told you couldn't be that bad," Blaise reasoned.

Draco snorted but said nothing.

"Oh for the love of…Draco, come on!" Blaise whined.

Draco stood up and grabbed Blaise by his shoulders, pulling Blaise's chin closer to his own lips.

"I was rejected. Draco Malfoy does not get rejected. By anyone. Ever."

Blaise gulped and licked his lips nervously, sighing in relief when Draco released him and let him fall back to his seat. Fixing his collar, Blaise cocked his head to one side and studied Draco carefully before choosing his words.

"Just who rejected you?" he asked.

Draco took in a sharp breath and mumbled something inaudible to Blaise.

"What was that?"

"Harry Potter. Harry Bloody Golden Boy Potter!" Draco snapped, eyes hard as steel.

Blaise was still for a moment and then his lip twitched. Try as he might Blaise couldn't hold in his laughter and he was soon rolling around on the floor laughing.

Narrowing his eyes, Draco kicked Blaise in the stomach harshly and the laughing boy cried out in shock and curled into a fetal position.

"What the hell was that for you crazy poofter?"

"It's not funny, Blaise. How would you feel if someone rejected you?"

Blaise arched an eyebrow and sat up while Draco sighed and sat down on the floor next to him. Blaise slung a friendly arm around Draco.

"I'm sorry I laughed at you," he said seriously and Draco offered him a rare smile.

"Nah," he began, "I guess that I'm just a little shocked still over it all."

"So, what happened exactly?"

Draco sighed and leaned back so his weight was resting on his elbows. He chewed his lower lip as he remembered the night the best he could and paired it up with what Pansy told him.

"First of all I would like to express how pissed off I am at you for not coming with Pansy and I. The whole thing was incredibly dull without you. Pansy had gone off to talk with some Quidditch player from Romania and I had only recently become acquainted with the bar…"

Flashback-

Muggle music really was the most horrid thing that Draco had heard in his life. Why the Ministry insisted on playing it at these get togethers he would never understand. Draco wasn't sure whether it was the whiny voice of a band that he had overheard Pansy refer to as 'emo' or the several cups of spiked punch he'd just consumed that was giving him a massive headache but he did know that it felt like Hippogriffs were dancing the cha cha on his cranium. That was when he saw Harry Potter.

Draco didn't really know what came over him, but next thing he remembered he was standing next to the Golden Boy, laughing along with a rather snotty looking Asian girl he recognized back from Hogwarts. She had graduated the year before he had; Cho Chang was her name. Harry stopped talking and stared at Draco and Draco stared back, smiling stupidly.

"Is there something that you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked, confused by Draco's facial expression.

At the moment Draco felt oddly attracted the Boy Wonder and couldn't help but answer his question rather inappropriately.

Cho blushed like wild fire and scurried off, looking over her shoulder and blushing again when she caught both Harry and Draco's gazes.

"Do you live to make my life hell or something?" Harry groaned, watching Cho go further and further away.

Draco cursed to himself. Harry Potter really didn't know how to take a hint. Either that or he was just getting rusty with the whole hitting on thing, but that wasn't it. He smiled his most seductive smile and leaned in closer to Harry, arching an eyebrow and wetting his lips. He was amused when Harry's eyes stayed locked on his lips.

"Only if you like it that way," Draco replied.

"What?"

"Only if you like it that way. Are you deaf, Potter?"

"Only if I like it what way?" Harry cried out, not understanding what Malfoy was getting at.

Draco sighed in frustration. Potter was trying his patience and there was a rather sultry looking blond man standing over by his beloved punch bowel. If only Potter wasn't so damned tempting with his adorably messed up hair and electric green eyes.

"Malfoy, are you alright? You're starting to scare me," Harry asked.

Draco growled and pulled his hair in frustration. This wasn't going to go anywhere soon. He had to take evasive action and he needed to do it then and there.

"You're hot. Let's fuck."

It was then and there that Harry James Potter slapped Draco Amadeus Malfoy clean across the face and stomped off, face bright red and eyes wide with shock.

End Flashback-

"Ouch, that's got to be more then a little embarrassing," Blaise commented sympathetically.

"You're telling me," Draco grumbled.

"Well, what's done is done. You can't change the past and all of that," Blaise reasoned. Draco sat up and stared.

"Oh can't I?" he cackled mischievously, eyeing a golden chain around Blaise's neck evilly.

"Oh no you don't!" Blaise warned, clutching a hand to the chain protectively.

"Come on! It couldn't possibly hurt to use it for something as trivial as this."

"And that's exactly why you aren't allowed to use it. This is stupid Draco; you're just going to have to learn to deal with rejection like the rest of society."

"Draco Malfoy is not like the rest of society! I don't have to deal with anything if I don't want to! Things will go my way if I say so and right now I want things to go my way."

"No, no and no. That's final Draco," Blaise reprimanded and Draco sulked for a moment.

"Fine then, I'll have to do this the old fashioned way. Where are my leather courting pants?"

Blaise chocked on air and blinked.

"You can't be considering what I think you're considering."

"And just why the hell can't I?"

"You can not seduce Harry bloody Potter, Draco! You just can't!" Blaise shrieked.

"I don't see why not…you've been trying to get into Granger's pants for years now," Draco reminded the Italian boy. Blaise glared but silenced himself.

"There's a good man," Draco laughed, patting Blaise on the cheek. Blaise snapped at Draco's fingers with his teeth but relented.

"You'll be needing help I suppose?" he asked warily. Draco gave him a million dollar smile.

"My sweetest Zabini, you know me too well."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Blaise mumbled as he set out to help Draco look for his leather pants.

Hermione nearly choked on her cracker when Harry came bursting into her flat.

"For the love of…don't ever do that again!" she cried out, clutching her chest and panting.

"Sorry, but this is urgent!" Harry said. Upon seeing her friend's serious expression Hermione motioned for him to sit down next to her at the table.

"What's wrong?" she asked and Harry was about to answer before he noticed something.

"Hermione, where's your ring?"

"What ring?" Hermione laughed, nervously.

"Don't give me that. The ring that Ron gave you for your last birthday, where is it?"

"I gave it back to him," Hermione said firmly in a no nonsense tone of voice.

"You what?"

"You heard me. I gave it back to the great prat," she repeated with a small frown.

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his already messy hair. Ron had a habit of messing up relationships and Harry had figured it was only an amount of time that the reckless red head went and messed up the one he had with Hermione.

"What did he do?"

Hermione sniffed and bit her tongue; "I don't really feel like going over it right now. Why did you burst into my flat? You scared the living daylights out of me!"

Harry blinked and then blushed, remembering why he had come.

"Draco Malfoy doesn't know the meaning of the word tact," he spat.

"Well that's descriptive of you," Hermione jeered sarcastically and Harry looked at her oddly. Blushing, Hermione put on an 'interested' expression and decide to be the good friend that she was and ask for more detail.

"The git hit on me at the party last night!"

Hermione stifled a laugh but was soon holding her stomach and trying not to fall off of her stool.

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, it's not funny," Harry hissed and Hermione sobered herself up the best she could.

"What happened?"

"Well first of all I would like to tell you how choked I am that you didn't come with me last night. I felt so out of place in there and it wasn't until I found Cho and started talking to her…"

Flashback-

Harry hated going to parties and the one thing he hated more then going to parties was going to one alone. There was never anyone to talk to and every time he went to one the same transvestite would come up to him and pinch his bottom before slipping his/her number in the waistband of Harry's trousers.

He searched around for someone, anyone, to talk to and finally laid eyes on his old school crush, Cho Chang. She looked the same, tall with raven coloured hair and an even pure skin tone. She still looked fake and Harry frowned with disinterest as he noticed her indecently cut shirt and too short skirt. Cho must have felt Harry looking and unfortunately for Harry took it as a flirtatious gesture because she was soon standing next to him rambling on about the good times back at Hogwarts.

Harry couldn't help but look at the girl like she had three heads. The good times that Cho was so affectionately referring to were escaping him. As far as Harry was concerned anything that fell into the chapter of Cho during his stay at Hogwarts were far away from being labeled as good. Still, for lack of anything better to do, Harry smiled and make light chatter with the over assuming girl and winced every once and a while when Cho would laugh her head off at something he said that wasn't even remotely funny.

Cho was in the middle of braying like a donkey when Harry noticed that Draco Malfoy had somehow crept up beside them and was looking at him with a large stupid smile on his face. Feeling rather disconcerted, Harry gave Draco a confused look, which earned him an even larger smile.

"Is there something that you want, Malfoy?"

Harry watched as Draco eyed him up and down while a sinking feeling developed in his stomach. Harry Potter was no innocent he knew that look. So it was no surprise to Harry when Draco crudely replied with words that could only be called guttural.

And much to Harry's surprise, he found that he was upset to see Cho hurry off, embarrassed by the commentary and probably more then a little uncomfortable. Bimbo or not, Cho was still better company and a lot easier to understand then Draco.

"Do you live to make my life hell or something?" Harry groaned, not realizing that he had said anything until Draco moved closer. Harry watched entranced as Draco licked his lips and Harry felt his knees go weak. Trying to do anything but look at Draco's pink and full lips Harry failed miserably in his own personal mission.

"Only if you like it that way," Draco replied.

"What?" Harry asked, still focused on Draco's lips.

"Only if you like it that way. Are you deaf, Potter?" Draco asked, sounding amused at Harry's obvious disarray.

"Only if I like it what way?" Harry cried out, starting to understand what Malfoy was getting at but unsure of his true intentions.

Draco spaced out again and Harry gulped, taking in the blond and feeling sick as he realized his mounting attraction.

"Malfoy, are you alright? You're starting to scare me," Harry asked.

"You're hot. Let's fuck."

It was then and there that Harry James Potter slapped Draco Amadeus Malfoy clean across the face and stomped off, face bright red and eyes wide with shock.

End Flashback-

Hermione was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face. Harry glared at her darkly and folded his arms across his chest, waiting for her to sober.

"Are you done?" he snapped irritably.

"You're hot. Let's fuck! Harry, not only does Malfoy not know the meaning of tact but after a statement like that I don't even think he knows how to spell it!"

"Ha sodding ha, still not helping," Harry mumbled.

"I don't see what the big problem is," Hermione began and Harry cut her off.

"You don't see what the big problem is? Draco Sodding Malfoy just hit on me and in so many words declared that he wanted to ram his combat rob up my burning love hole!"

Hermione burst into another fit of laughter and Harry turned red as a tomato. Hermione caught her breath and placed a hand over Harry's arm.

"I know that you're still a little flustered because of it, but honestly worse things could happen to you Harry. I mean, didn't you use to have a crush on Draco in seventh year?"

Harry groaned and buried his face into his hands, "you promised me that you'd never mention that again."

"I just thought that it might be prudent to remind you."

"Gee, thanks ever so much for that."

"Any time."

"Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"I still do, you know," Harry admitted softly.

"Oh?" Hermione asked, playing the fool.

"I still have a crush on Draco Malfoy."

Hermione gave Harry's arm a squeeze and then a light pat.

"I know, I know."

Author's Notes: And there's chapter two for you all! A good deal longer then the first chapter and the prologue, I do hope that you're all proud of me. And the plot (albeit predictably) thickens! I'll give a new broom waxing kit to anyone that figures out what was around Blaise's neck (Gee, like you'd have to think twice about it).

I guess that I should clarify a few things…this takes place post-Hogwarts while select Hogwarts graduates along with graduates of other schools are pressuring a post-secondary education at the Ministry run Universities. These means of post-secondary offer a variety of courses, much like muggle schools and the degrees take a few years to complete.

I would like to thank IK for betaing this for me, I love you and your fics…if you haven't checked out Deny Thy Father do it now, it's amazing.

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