Author's Notes: WooT! Another chapter! Yippie! I want to thank ever one who reviewed! That is so sweet of all of you! Well I hope everyone likes this chapter…or dislikes glare face…enough to review. Because I love to get reviews! As does every author, I think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter etc etc etc…one of these days I'm going to put I do own Harry Potter, and see if anyone notices.
Chapter Three:
crunch crunch crunch Draco sat at the kitchen table slowly eating Coco Puffs from a chipped white bowl as he looked out the window and watched the daybreak. The colours pink and red and orange swirled into the sky; sunlight tailing behind them.
God how can he stand to live here? The houses so close to one another, only two levels, and everything's dirty and broken. This must be like were muggles live. Draco shuddered.
While Draco sat and pondered why one would choose to such a mundane life, Harry stumbled into the kitchen, blindly reaching out to the cabinets searching for a bowl, but instead grabbed a plate. From there he continued to pour milk and cereal onto the plate.
"Having some … difficulties?" Draco had silently slipped behind Harry and whispered into his ear. Harry jumped into the air and let out a scream.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!"
"I could ask you the same thing." Draco lifted an eyebrow and nodded toward the plate overflowing milk and cereal on the counter top.
Draco set his bowl in the sink and turned back to face a completely-out-of-it-Potter. then made himself a bowl of cereal. All the while Draco stood on the other side of the kitchen watching Harry. He is obviously NOT a morning person.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Draco asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Ergh, don't you have better things to do then sit around here asking me questions?" The truth was he wasn't sure if he slept well. All night he had strange dreams about Malfoy, and awoke exceedingly mystified. He shouldn't be thinking things like that, especially about that fair-haired bastard.
Yeah I mean sure, he's hot but he's also evil so…that like cancels out the whole hotness thing right? … RigHt
"But isn't this just ever so much more fun then sitting in an oddly sex vibe-ish room in the house of my you know sworn rival and just staring at the walls? I most assuredly think as such."
"Dear lord you are such an ass." Harry sighed into his breakfast.
"Now how long did it take you to realize that one?"
Harry spoke through gritting teeth, "Just go be an ass else where, alright?"
"What and miss a chance at making fun of your horrendous morning decorum?"
"Fine, you know what go ahead and do what you want but leave me out of your sick twisted games, okay? I'm not you entertainment."
"How some one's rather testy…………So I'm going to take that has a yes you did indeed have a fitful slumber."
Harry placed his bowl in the sink and spun around, he was no more then two feet away from Draco due to the small size of the kitchen. Harry pushed Draco against the cabinet; inches from his face and said. "Draco stop playing around, and leave me alone. I don't even know why I'm letting you stay so don't push your luck." He backed away and headed up stairs.
"You need to brush your teeth, your breathe stinks!" Draco called up to him. christ on a cross he is so flippin hot
Draco did take heed to Harry's warning for a few hours at lest. After breakfast he had went to the living room and flipped through the channels on the television. He had paused on MTV to watch Viva La Bam because, well, Bam is hot. But soon had to change the channel due to the fact that some stupid blonde chic and her husband were on.
Just as Draco was settling down to watch some movie on the Lifetime Channel (A/N Who doesn't like to watch movies about women being beat raped abused dying of cancer being abandoned and what not?sarcasm) when the doorbell rang. Draco glanced around and by the time the doorbell rang a secound time he assumed that Harry wasn't going to answer it. So being the devilishly handsome gentleman that he is, Draco got up and opened the door.
"Um like, Hi?"
The Ditzy blonde waitress from last night was standing in front of him. She had her hair up in a cute messy bun and was wearing midnight blue sandblasted hip hugger jeans, and a light pink baby tee.
Draco looked at her with a rather confused look. "Can I help you?"
"Um like that's what I was kinda like hoping." Taking Draco's blank stare as a 'say whaat?' she continued on. "Last night at that um..place I work at, as your party was leaving you wrote down on a piece of paper, and I quote," She said pulling out a folded napkin from her pocket. " ' If you are looking for a good cheap time come see me Harry Potter at,' and then you put this address. So Harry, do you like want to go do something, like yeah?"
Draco snickerd to himself, he had forgotten doing that. He had been hoping that some burly garbage man would find it and come and seek a 'good cheap time' with Harry. Just as Draco was about tot tell her that he wasn't Harry, he heard a very upset voice call behind him.
"Draco, what's going on here?"
The ditzy blonde looked at Draco; "You're not Harry?"
"No he's not I am. Can I help you?" Harry pushed the fair-haired man to the side.
"Yeah I was wondering would you like to like well you know go out and do something? I mean I don't have very much money, but my boyfriend just left me and I really don't have anything to do and when I heard about you at work and I thought I'd see if your are busy. Or like..something like um that, yeah!" She said while smacking on her bubble gum.
Now we all know no one except that crazy bastard Dumbledore has ever accused Harry of being smart and for good reasons too. When Harry heard this he assumed she must be talking about his work, and didn't realize that a girl who would go into a quidditch shop would not know that Draco Malfoy was not Harry Potter, and wouldn't know the savior of the wizarding world right off the bat. So being the 'genius' that he is he replied.
" Wow you heard about me at work, that's cool I didn't know people liked me that much. Well sure I'd love to go do something with you, and don't worry about money it's on the house."
Draco was in the background clutching his sides holding in his laughter. I cannot believe Potter can't see she's looking for a man whore! He is too easy.
" Wow, you really are cheap." The ditz mumbled to herself
"What?"
"Oh nothing, so how does like the mall sound to you? And then maybe we could go to my house?''
At this time Harry noticed Draco with his hand clamped over his mouth stifling his laughter. "Well, I'd like to but, I can't leave Draco here alone, so sorry…. What did you say your name was again?"
"Oh I didn't, but Brittany."
"Oh okay then sorry Brittany."
The Blonde thought for a very long time. Her face smushed in thought. When just on the point of breaking a sweat, she said, "Well I guess he could come with us but he'd have to wait in the car at my house. Sorry but I really don't feel confortable doing anything like that."
Harry slightly confused on why anyone would not feel comfortable with more then one person at there house, but pushed it to the side in his mind. "Um okay that'll be cool with me. Draco are you ready?"
Hphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphp
The car ride was awkward, or should I say nothing more then a treat for Draco. Brittany bombarded Harry with questions like, " How long have you been in this line of work?" and "What made you decide that this would be a job you would like to have?" Only to be answered by "Only a few years but it's been al0ot of fun." And " Well it's always been a passion of mine, so it seemed like the thing to do at the time."
Once in the mall the three walked into a very nice shop. ((A/Ns I refuse to name names. XP It's just a nice store…and…yeah…)) Brittany dragged Harry over to the slutty section of the women's half of the store. She was trying on a pink glittery tube top that just barely covered her chest.
Draco yawned, "This is so boring! Can't we ...like I donno do some thing fun?"
"Well if your bored now I hate to think how you'll be when waiting in the car." Harry replied.
"Yeah, I think it's kinda gay that I can't come inside, doesn't Hermione have you and Ron over at the same time like everyday?"
"Yeah, but I mean we've always done that. Since we were first years."
Brittany looked at Harry with big eyes. "You're joking right?"
"No, she would probably let Draco come over too, if he weren't so rude."
Brittany couldn't fathom in her tiny bleached out mind how a woman would have sex with three guys at the same time; with out being told it was the money shot. "Okay that's just …weird, way to weird for me. I'm like out of here. Totally. I'm not like that desperate." And then put her top back on and marched out of the store.
"Hmm, she's an odd girl isn't she?" Harry said.
"I think you just lost a customer, Potter."
"What?"
"Oh nothing, forget about it and tell me what this polyester is."
Harry chuckled. "You don't know what polyester is? Figures you've probably worn cashmere and wizard made fabrics your entire life!"
"And good thing to this polyester shit, is just that shit." Draco said as he threw the shirt on the floor. As Harry -being the goodie goodie we all KNOW he is- picked up the shirt, folded it, and put it away, Draco picked up a pile of clothes and headed for the dressing room.
"What are you doing now?" Harry sighed.
"Well just because gigolo girl left doesn't mean I can't look for anything."
Harry followed him, he stared at the pale man with a questioning look. "Why on earth would you call her that?"
"Because that's what she thought you were, a 'male escort' if you will."
Harry was agape with confusion. "Why would she think that I was…was…a whore ?"
"Weeellll, I MIGHT have help out there…you know leaving fliers, an ad of sorts, lying around."
"YOU WhAT?"
"Stop yelling, people are staring. Now either come in here or shut up so I can try these on."
Harry with out caring, or thinking apparently walking into the dressing room stall with the EXTREMELY HOT…ehm blonde. Draco slipped off his soft deep V grey sweater, reaviling to Harry once again his wonderfully built upper body. He looked good in his black slacks that hung on his hips, due to the fact that his stomach was nothing more then pale skin of sheer perfection pulled over taunt muscle. (A/Ndid I use taunt right? Should I have had it more like near skin then muscle?)
Draco Smirked to himself as he pulled on a silky black long sleeve button down shirt, knowing that Potter was, just as he was last night, staring at him open-mouthed. "So what do you think?"
"You look awmaz…awful, I mean Jesus Malfoy haven't you ever heard 'If I can pinch and inch…'?"
"What? What on earth are you talking about? I happen to have a very slim body, and have never been able to pinch even a quarter of an inch. See watch this." Draco walked over to the mirror and lifted his shirt. He then pinch his stomach and…between his fingers was..at lest half an inch of skin.
"Wow that looks like an inch to me…"
"GOD DAMN THOSE COCO PUFFS! Potter go get me a ruler!"
The raven haired man looked bewildered at the request. "What? Why on earth do you need a ruler?"
"DO NOT QUESTION ME! GET ME A RULER NOW! OR I'LL HEX YOU FROM HERE TO HELL !" The normally pale faced man was now rather flushed and was padding his pockets for his wand. When he couldn't find it he looked up at Harry through squinted gleaming eyes. "Where is my wand?"
"Um…I kind of took it when you were sleeping last night…I mean you couldn't exactly have you curseing everything when you felt like it now could I?" Harry now thought to himself that it was probably a good thing not to let the ill temperd sex go…ill tempered blonde ( no one heard that former thought ) have hold of a magical weapon.
"You did WhAt? FUCK YOU POTTER GO GET ME A GOD DAMN RULER NOW!" HE said as he begun throwing hangers and silky shirts at him.
Harry quickly left to go retrive a ruler from one of the many sales person's stareing at the changing room. When he returned and Draco had measured his skin (it was round about ½ an inch) the he refused to buy any clothes insisting that they wouldn't have anything to fit his obese body. They left the mall ,one of them in a rather haughty mood, only to return to Potter's residence to stare aimlessly at the walls.
Hphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphphp
"Draco come in here and eat something, I don't want you in the kitchen tonight, you always leave such big messes."
Draco walked into the small not so nice looking kitchen and sat down at the table, taking a long sip from the glass of ice water in front of him.
"Do you want some spaggetti?"
"No"
"Do you want some salad?"
"No"
"Bread?"
"No"
"Coco puffs?"
"No god damn it!"
"Well you should eat something."
"Why so I can get even more fat..er?" Draco seethed.
"You're not fat, okay? So stop complaining and eat something."
"I am too fat did you not see all that flab on my stomach? God I'm grotesque ."
"You're not grotesque…
"I mean jesus look at me, I thought my clothes just shrunk or something…
"I think your beautifull…
"Annd my ass, don't even get me started on how big………did you just say I was beautiful?" Draco smirked at him.
"NO, I did not say that I just said you ..looked fine and should stop acting like a pussy and eat something."
"Nuh uh! You said I was beautifull! AH! Does icky Potty kins have a crush on Malfoy? Well who can blame you? I am reather delisious aren't I? I bet you like the chubby boys too, that's why you want me to eat."
"Shut up, you know what? Don't eat anything I don't care!" Harry got up blushing and dumped the spagetti in the trash and left to go upstairs. He called behind him, " OH AND YOU ARE RIGHT YOU'RE FUCKING ENORMISE!"
Draco looked around like a lost puppy and then said aloud to himself, "I'm not really enormouse am I?"
Author's Notes: Okay I'm REALLY SORRY this took so long, btu I been grounded from the computer, and I haven't really been in the mood to type but, now here we go, I UPDATEED! WooT! Do did you guys like it? Did cha hate it? (I did cause I suck at writing)
I also want to thank ALL my reviewers, and I'm sorry I didn't but all your names up, but I don't have a list on me at the moment. But next chapter I promise I will!
Huggles and kisses, hope you all find better stories then this one! .
