DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Harry Potter, and if I did, I really wouldn't need to use ff.net to publish my stuff, would I? Please ask before using things that belong to me, like Laila and anything else related to her that's not in the books. I also own Mully the house elf. I do not own the movie How Stella Got Her Groove Back.
WARNINGS: Slash, swearing, mentions of rape (nothing graphic) Duh.
POV: Third person at Malfoy Manor.
PAIRING: In case you're so thick as you haven't noticed it before, Draco/Harry and NEW! Hints of Lucius/SURPRISE.
THANKS: To my lovely muses, and to my even lovelier reviews who, for last chapter, are bondagechic, Miyama Ishida, sundance kid, Catspook, Black Dreamz, exiledsaphire, loVsicK, Morien Alexander, Shila, and Love. (If I forgot you, I'm so very sorry, and you get an imaginary piece of taffy.)
TIME PERIOD: The summer before 7th year.
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Menace to Society, Invitation to My Heart
Chapter Three- Realization Will Hit You (Like a Ton of Bricks)
After an emotionally uncomfortable lunch and dinner with Lucius and Narcissa, Laila and Draco were back in Aunt Laila's guest bedroom, lounging about and listening to —wait for it- Kylie Minogue.
"Well Draco, aren't you gonna open your present?" Asked Laila passively. Or rather, she was trying very hard to act passive, but was failing at it and looked reminiscent of a kid in one of her candy shops.
Draco shrugged and scooped up the gift from where he had placed it next to the bed. "All right."
He carefully undid the black bow and silver wrapping paper, which was charmed to flash green every few seconds. He pulled out the regular gifts, which were a few assorted prank prototypes she had been working on (Magical Moss- grows anywhere, flourishes in hair! And Caffeine Drops-One drop in any drink keeps you awake for three days!). Also included, the usual candy items (Neverlasting Gobbstopper- Dissolves in you're mouth in two seconds, but the taste lasts for hours! And Snow Drops- A drop adds flavor to any ordinary snowball (available in cherry, grape, strawberry and NEW pineapple.))
He also noticed that unfamiliar weight that he had felt earlier. When he pulled it out, it seemed to be a very pretty golden hand mirror, with a few rubies and sapphires adorning it.
"Nice," said Draco, "It's a little feminine for my tastes, but what sort of prank is it?"
Draco looked at his reflection carefully. Nothing, as far as he could see, had changed.
"Draco, dear, this is not a prank." Said Laila.
"Then what, a normal, regular, hand mirror?"
"Not exactly. Tell me, Draco, have you ever heard of the mirror of Erised?"
"I think so. Isn't that the mirror that shows you're deepest desire of" He trailed off in realization, "Oh my, this is it, isn't it?"
"It's not the actual mirror. This is a duplicate. The real mirror is in Hogwarts, and it's bigger than this. This one also has modifications to it" Laila ceased, realizing Draco had stopped listening.
"Why aren't I seeing anything?" He asked, "I'm far from having everything I've ever wanted."
"At most times this mirror behaves like a normal mirror. You simply press that heart shaped ruby on the top of the mirror to turn it into the mirror of Erised." She spoke while indicating the ruby. "You simply need to tap it again to change it back to a hand mirror. Quite simple actually, no wands needed."
He tapped the ruby. Nothing happened. He looked over at his aunt, confused.
"Oh! That's right, I forgot. You have to be alone in order for this version," she said, patting the back of the mirror affectionately. "To work properly."
Laila got up, winked at Draco, and left the room, closing the door firmly behind her with a loud click.
He sighed and looked over at the mirror, remembering that the Mirror of Erised was a dark arts item. He had never known his aunt to enjoy the dark arts. Perhaps this really was a prank prototype.
He closed his eyes and pressed the ruby. When he opened them, someone he was definitely not expecting to see in the mirror, much less Malfoy Manor was standing over his shoulder, grinning like mad.
Harry Potter.
He yelped indignantly and spun around. Potter wasn't there. He turned back to the mirror. There he was again, still smiling like there was no tomorrow. Draco thought that some sort of fight between mirror-Potter and mirror-him was about to take place, so he sat on the bed and watched.
He was quite surprised when the mirror-Potter started kissing his neck. He was even more shocked when his mirror self did not fight back. Draco's eyes widened in surprise, while his mirror-self closed his in contentment.
When mirror-Draco started to kiss back, was when the real Draco stood up, and angrily pushed the ruby on the mirror. Potter vanished, leaving Draco staring into the mirror looking paler than he had ever seen himself look.
That settled it. Out of all the pranks his Aunt had ever pulled on him, this was the worst. He walked back to his room and vowed to go talk with her in the morning. He really didn't think it was a dark art's item, after all.
As he slept, he dreamed of the scenario with the mirror all over again. Only in his dream, Potter never vanished, because Draco had never pressed the heart- shaped ruby.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ (A/N: you didn't think I would leave you hanging, did you? Well, I usually do, but I won't. I believe I'm turning soft on you guys!)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
^^^THE NEXT MORNING; AT THE MANOR, IN LAILA'S BEDROOM ^^^
Laila awoke to see an angry pair of steel-blue eyes glaring at her. Thinking it was Lucius; she grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it.
"Hey!" shouted a voice, definitely not Lucius', "That hurt!"
Laila sat up, "Oh, Draco hun, sorry. You know how I get in the mornings." She shook her head to clear thoughts of how she had given her dorm mate at Hogwarts a concussion when she tried to wake her up by yelling in Laila's ear. Laila had responded, still half asleep, by taking the nearest object and hitting her on the head with it. Unfortunately for her dorm mate, the nearest object happened to be Laila's karaoke trophy she had won the night before.
"What were you trying to do, giving me that damned mirror?" Yelled Draco furiously, "that was the meanest prank yet!"
"What prank?" asked Laila. She didn't have that normal mischievous face that she usually had plastered on after she pulled a successful prank. She looked generally confused. This irked Draco quite a bit.
Draco continued ranting, a little less sure of himself, "B-but, The mirror, you charmed it to behave like the opposite of Erised, right? Showing me what I least want?"
"No." said Laila.
"B-but, the thing I saw in the mirror, I don't want it to happen!"
"Really?" said Laila, looking at Draco skeptically, "What did you see?"
"I saw I saw, um, eh the person, and he was"
"Huh?" said Laila, "In English, if you don't mind."
~ Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Laila and her nephew, all the commotion had attracted the attention of Mully the house-elf. Mully carefully pressed one of his bat-like ears against the crack of the door to Laila's bedroom. ~
Draco looked downcast, "I saw, a guy. You know, he was umm my age, and um" Draco didn't think it necessary to reveal too much information. Although he felt he could talk to his aunt about anything, he didn't know his aunt's opinion on homosexuals.
"Yes go on" Said Laila.
"And the thing is he was"
"Ya?"
"He was kissing me." Draco admitted, turning redder than any shade of Weasly hair. He looked carefully at his aunt, and was somewhat stunned when he saw she had a look of understanding on her face.
"Did you like it?" she asked, and then smacked he forehead, "Duh Laila, of course he liked it, the mirror shows whatever your deepest desire is." She said to herself.
"But it's rediculous! I don't love him! I don't even like him! I hate him!" Said Draco, and then suddenly looked and felt really tired.
Do I? Thought Draco Do I really hate him? Sure, I was angry with him for not accepting alliance with me, but that was seven years ago And he always beats me in quidditch, unless it has something to do with Voldemort. A lot of people are better at quidditch then me, why should I hate him about that? I don't believe there is a reason that I should actually hate him that isn't based on what my family said. Come to think of it, when have I ever been in love with a girl, anyway? And yet I've always felt passionate about him
Was it really hate?
With that, Draco collapsed on the bed, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. No It was never hate. It was love. I never got along with him in the beginning because of my father, and now that I've learned to rebel, it's too late. Too late
Draco sat up, "All right, all right, maybe I fancy him. He hates me, though, it would never happen. It's as unlikely as you being in Slytherin." As well as being the black sheep in the family for everything else, Laila was also in Ravenclaw at Hogwarts.
"What makes you think it would never happen?" asked Laila.
"This boy and I are notorious rivals, even in quidditch."
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MEANWHILE
~ Outside the door, Mully had heard enough. He went to find his master and tell him of the news-
"Master," spoke Mully timidly, "Mully has bad news sir." Mully bowed his had gravely.
"What s it?" asked Lucius tiredly, thinking it would be something trivial like a towel being misplaced.
"Sir's son is in love with someone."
This shocked Lucius to no small extent. "What?" he asked.
"A male someone." Said Mully with wide eyes.
This disgusted Lucius to no small extent. His eyes narrowed into cold slits; "You lie."
"Mully cannot lie sir, ever since that spell was put on Mully."
Lucius nodded. A spell was put on all of his house elves so they would not be able to lie within the confines of the manor. Bindings to their masters are more powerful than any House elf magic.
"Lead the way, Mully." Spoke Lucius in an icy tone. Draco was in love. Lucius would see to it that the person he was in love with would be female.
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WHILST THAT WAS HAPPENING- BACK IN LAILA'S ROOM
"Draco, do you know why the Mirror of Erised is a tool of the Dark Arts?"
Draco shrugged, wondering why all of a sudden this change in subject.
Laila spoke again. "Because, dear, The Mirror of Erised has the power to control a person's emotions. Once a person sees what's in the mirror, they will go mad, because of the happiness the mirror puts in them that nothing else could. It's a drug, so you see? I charmed this mirror so it will only show your deepest desire that could actually have a good chance of working out, so you can go out and accomplish it, I would never give you a dark arts item intentionally, hun, that's your father."
Draco laughed softly and nodded in understanding. He thought that Laila would never give him Dark Art things, his father however would. I charmed this mirror so it will only show your deepest desire that could actually have a good chance of working. His aunt's words wrung in his head like a bell.
It could happen, really happen? He thought. He didn't realize he had spoken aloud until his aunt replied-
"Only if you build a road for fate to take."
Draco had no time to ponder this, but it was an affirmative answer, so that was all that mattered.
"Who is he?" Asked Laila.
"I'm not telling, you will find out for yourself if we get together." Said Draco stubbornly.
"Let me guess ok He and you are rivals at quidditch, notorious ones at that Ravenclaw had an all girl team last year; so that's no good, Hufflepuff" she started, but heard Draco scoff.
Definitely not, Thought Draco, She has a really good memory if she can remember all the people on the quidditch team. But then again, she's the only member of my family who remembers my birthday.
"Right, not a Hufflepuff, O.K not a Slytherin because they're on your team, so it has to be on the Gryffindor team," she looked up to see Draco nod, and her eyes rolled back to see a minds eye picture of the Gryffindor team "Right then. Not them cause they're girls, and they are far too young And Weasly's as straight as a pin, so then Oh my" her eyes snapped back into place.
"Harry Potter?" She whispered incredulously. "Whoa!"
"Ding ding ding ding we have a winner." Draco said grimly.
"It's not necessarily a bad thing." She shrugged, "Just depends on your point of view."
"What about Lucius?" Asked Draco, throwing his arms up in the air dramatically "He would kill me if I was dating a boy, much less the one who lived!"
"Screw Lucius!" she said happily, "not to be taken literally, of course." Laila then started to laugh maniacally.
Draco settled for staring at her as if she were insane which, he reminded him self, she was.
Laila stopped laughing and put on a solemn face, which wasn't all that solemn. "Seriously though, that's what you saw?"
Draco nodded.
"Well then, you do realize that your feelings for him probably go deeper than you thought?"
Draco nodded again.
"Well Draco, one more question - what would you do to Harry if all your inhibitions were gone, and you could go and do anything you like, no repercussions?"
Draco had never thought about this, and when he did it seemed obvious, "I would go up to Harry and kiss him like he's never been kissed before." Said Draco grinning broadly.
"That-a boy, Draco!" Said Laila. "Let's go out to lunch to celebrate your newfound sexuality! How Draco Got His Groove Back, they really should make that into a movie." Draco laughed.
Laila was still in her jimjams, so she quickly changed while Draco started down to the foyer to go to lunch. He was however, intercepted in the middle of the foyer by a very angry Lucius, followed shortly by a timid house elf he recognized as Mully.
"Hello father." Said Draco.
"Son, our house elf here has had some quite wild speculations of something you have said." Said Lucius, without ceremony.
"Really?" Said Draco, looking bored as he always managed to do around his father. "What about?"
"No more games," Said Lucius, his eyes now narrow slits. He violently shoved Draco back against a wall. "What are you?" He asked, nearly splitting with rage.
"Libra on the cusp of Scorpio, you?" He said sarcastically, remembering the line from an episode of Buffy his Laila insisted they watch last night.
Lucius' eyes narrowed. "ARE YOU GAY OR NOT, YOU LITTLE FUCK!" He yelled, slamming Draco into the wall again.
Draco attempted to remove himself from Lucius' vise-like grip, but his struggles were in vain. "Even if I am" breathed Draco, "What gives you the excuse to do this? I am your SON!"
"You are no son of mine." Said Lucius slowly, releasing Draco, but punching him in the stomach, making him crumple to the ground. "You are not my son. I'll give you fifteen minutes to get out of my house. Pack only things that have been given to you as gifts, the things your mother and I have bought remain here, with us. I'll know what you take, I always do. In fifteen minutes, boy, you are dead to me. I will not mourn your passing."
"Where's mother, I'm sure she would have something to say on the matter"
"Your mother is out shopping, but she wouldn't care anyway. Nor do I."
"But I'm your son" Draco muttered weakly again.
"I believe you are mistaken, no Malfoy can be like that" Lucius stuttered.
"What, homosexual?" Said a voice from the doorway leading into the foyer.
Laila narrowed her eyes and walked up to Lucius. She was around his height, but somehow manage to look oh so much larger than Lucius ever could. "That's very hypocritical of you Lucius, you go around nightly murdering innocent people for no good reason, and then disown your son for liking a guy, even though he has stood by your side, even when you were sentenced to a year in Azkaban?"
"That's not hypocritical." Stated Lucius.
"You're right; that's dramatic irony," she said, smiling evilly, "What's hypocritical is that you're disowning your son for something that you have done yourself."
Draco looked up, shocked. Lucius loved a man?
Lucius' eyes opened wide, before closing; with anger or pain Draco didn't know which. "You promised me you would never mention that again, Laila."
"Desperate times call for desperate measure, Lucius." She said, before adding, "you worthless piece of cow dung."
"I was young and stupid." He argued.
"You still are stupid, Lucius." Said Draco, getting to his feet, "Laila, did he really date a man?"
"Yes he did, a former friend, and my current coworker, one Severus Snape." Laila hissed.
Draco was so shocked in comprehending this information about Lucius' ex- love lives that he didn't even think about what Laila said about Snape being Laila's coworker.
"Then why is he disowning me?"
"Good question, Draco, well, Lucius really is just a hypocritical ass with no conscience." Said Laila sneering with all the sarcasm and natural Malfoyesque attitude she could muster.
"I don't want him to be like that because he's more like his mother than I." Said Lucius, "Narcissa stays on one opinion all the time, she never changes her mind about anything, much like Draco here. I change my mind often enough. I redeem myself for past mistakes-
"Then why don't you turn yourself into the ministry and be done with it?" Draco said sarcastically, " The day you redeem yourself is the day I turn straight."
Lucius shot him a glare that could melt iron and continued, "For example, I redeemed myself after I slept with Severus. Remember Karma, my dear sister?"
Laila visibly stiffened at this, but otherwise remained silent.
"Remember that day, I raped her and broke her. By the time I was through with her, she was begging for more, and then I snapped her neck like a twig. Best day of my life, really." Lucius said, a hideous combination dreamy/psychotic look in his eyes.
Laila was done with patience. She got her revenge by clamping her brother up by the neck with one hand and apparently genetic vise-grip and shouting "I loved her you ass! I loved Karma dammit, and I know that's the only reason you took her from me, Severus had nothing to do with it!"
"You're right, Severus had nothing to do with it." Said Lucius struggling for air, "But Karma's a whore."
"Well Lucius, you know what they say," Laila said, picking up a heavy iron lump, that was supposedly a sculpture, "Karma's a whore," she raised the sculpture over his head, "and paybacks a bitch." With that, she slammed it down on his head. Lucius fell to the ground, unconscious.
Draco let out a whoop, before walking over to Laila. "Who's Karma?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Karma was my girlfriend in Hogwarts. I loved her very much, and then" she trailed off.
Draco patted her shoulder reassuringly and after a while of silence said softly, "You never told me you were gay."
"One: I'm bisexual; Two: you never asked." She smiled at him.
"Well, you're disowned, now go pack your things, and you'll come and be my heir. I need one."
Draco laughed and went upstairs to pack. Only gifts only gifts Lucius is an ass, I'm only allowed to pack gifts gifts from other people he thought.
After about ten minutes of searching his room for gifts and packing them, he went downstairs to meet his aunt in the foyer. There she was, sitting in a comfy chair, suitcase of her own stuff sitting next to her.
"Hello," she said happily, "had to make sure he stayed unconscious." She looked pointedly at Lucius, who was currently on the floor before her. She frowned when Lucius stirred, hitting him on the head with something she had quickly grabbed off the side table.
Not realizing what she picked up, she furrowed her eyebrows and looked at it.
"Hey! Look at that! It's the wedding gift I gave to Lucius," she smiled and looked over the jade Taiwanese ring box, "Well, you snooze you lose and this guy," Laila kicked Lucius, who was still unconscious, "is definitely snoozing."
Draco looked fondly upon the jade box. "May I have it?" He asked, he then straightened up and said in his best I'm-Lucius-Malfoy-and-I-own-your-ass voice "I have all ways known it was too good for Lucius and Narcissa to take care of, I deserve it." He raised his nose to the air and huffed as he had seen Narcissa often do.
Laila laughed, picked up their suitcases and responded, "Of course you can have it, it's blessed so it gives good luck to the beholder if he's in love." She winked at Draco, "Come now, we must be going if we're going to apparate to Hogsmeade before rush hour. You're going to live with me." Draco felt inexplicably giddy at this statement as they walked out of the manor.
He could be giddy now that he was no longer Lucius' son. Rule #12 of the Malfoy Code says Malfoys shall not be giddy. However, Rule #1 was Malfoys do not go and fall in love with members of the same sex, so he figured that he and his aunt no longer counted as Malfoys.
I really couldn't be happier thought Draco I get to go live with my very rich aunt and be her heir, do what ever I want, become a completely different person, fall in love with whom ever I want, and never have to see my mother and father ever again. He was quite happy considering he just got disowned.
"Is you're new place in Hogsmeade, Aunt Laila, or are you just opening a shop there?" He asked, still quite giddy. Couldn't be happier
"Did I forget to tell you? We're going to apparate to Hogsmeade then take the 11 o' clock to Hogwarts."
"Why?" Still pretty happy couldn't be happier
"I'm your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
Scratch that thought Draco again, I definitely could live without my aunt being my teacher, and definitely could go another month without seeing my other professors again, but, as they say in the USA, It's all good.
As he and his aunt apparated to spend what Draco would forever call "The Best Ever Summer Vacation", he couldn't help think about what he could do for what he would later call "The Harry Potter Situation." (A/n: hey look, I rhymed!)
END CHAPTER THREE ~~~TBC~~~
Ending Notes: WOW! 3,933 words! My longest chapter yet! Now it's 3,941 words, and now it's 3,946 words, and well, this could go on all-night so I'll just stop there.
Isn't Lucius hella mean in this fic? Sorry to all you Lucius fans, but I needed some excuse for Draco to live with his Aunt.
Laila is cool. At least in my opinion, but I made her, so I'm biased.
My friend reminded me to put this in my fic: Super sorry if I put anything that belongs to you in this fic; it was unintentional.
I love you all. Really, I'm serious, I do. Why are you looking at me so funny? I really love you. NO DON'T CALL THE MANGOES! THE MANGOES ATE MY DOUGHNUT! Ahem anywho
By the way, if you have too much time on your hands, would you mind reading my other fic called Demeter's Story? I worked super hard on it and I only have three reviews, and I got two chapters posted. I know, pathetic of me to ask, but as Laila said "Desperate times call for desperate measures." It's basically your run-of-the mill Mary sue- story except mine's hella funny, especially at the end of chapter two. No romances though, so that's too bad.
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