Disclaimer: See previous chapter
Story Talk: So for the person who plays the largest part later. The winner is . . . Drum Roll . . . . EMI! Which is really good because that was who I wanted. I think that she would have gotten ever more votes had people not thought that Etroit was included. It was just between Emi and Carter. Anyway, the real Emi loves you all for choosing her. FYI, Emi is based off of one of my friends. And the stuff about her taking all that money is true. Except that I don't think she is saving it to run off to England. She owes me nearly thirty bucks. Stupid whore.
Anyway. A few people mentioned that this disappeared. . . It did. removed me for I don't know what but, now I am back. It was a pain in the ass and now I've lost all the reviews from prior chapter and now I have like 15 which makes me want to cry. I want to thank those that reviewed welcoming me back or just mentioning that they had read. Now go do that for every chapter so that I feel loved. Lol.
Authoress Ramble: For those of you that read this under my slashing-leo penname you know that I went away for a really long time to write some original pieces for a contest. Well I lost so me going away for so long was pointless. I got the news about a month ago, but seeing as how I was removed before that I couldn't tell anyone. Anyway I got it on the worst freaking day of my year and almost ripped up my participation award. Cringe. Which is now missing. Well whatever I just thought you would like to know. Enjoy and if you want to what I sent in go to my lj there are about twenty updates in front of it, but it is there. And feel free to tell me that the judges are stupid. The link should be in my bio. If it isn't now it will be soon.
Chapter 6
Making Plans
"Emi I want doubles." Draco said when he and Harry walked out of the back room. Emi smiled.
"Doubles of what?" She asked innocently.
"Haha."
"So where you guys off to next?" Carter asked.
"I have to go back to the store. Actually I should probably be going now." Emi gave Harry a hug.
"It was nice meeting you." Harry said.
"You too. We should get together sometime and make a movie." Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh oh real world hogwarts. Ahh I love it."
"Er . . . right." Emi then moved to Draco and touched his cheek.
"Later love." She said before heading toward the door. Before she walked out she extended her hand palm up to Carter who repeated her action and gave her hand a squeeze before speaking.
"Bye Blue." He said in a mock sad voice. Emi simply sniffed with a sad face which abruptly changed when she reached the door. She gave a bright smile and a final wave before disappearing into the crowd town streets.
"She's . . . a character." Harry said. Draco raised his eyebrow and looked as though he was trying not to laugh. "What?"
"A character?"
"Well what was I supposed to say? She's a bit out there . . . and well . . . I didn't think you would have friends like that." Draco smirked.
"Normally I wouldn't. So what do you say to having lunch?"
"About time."
"Bye Carter." Draco said as he grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him out the door.
"Thanks." Harry got in before he was pulled into the crowd of the streets.
After much debating they finally decided on The Three Broomsticks and that Draco would be the one to pay. Harry was perturbed by the last. He asked Draco he should have at least gotten to pay for something.
When they got inside Harry and Draco saw Etroit and Ginny sitting at a table.
"Hey." Harry called walking over to them. Etroit and Ginny looked up both looking rather peeved. However those looks turned to astonishment when they saw Harry. Ginny choked on her drink and Etroit's eyes widened.
"H-Harry what did you do?" Ginny said as she got up and walked toward him.
"Well, it was actually Draco." Harry replied sheepishly with a blush.
"Really?" Etroit asked having over come her surprise. "Drac let's talk." Draco rolled his eyes. Then leaned into Harry and kissed his cheek.
"I'll be right back." Harry smiled at him then looked back to Ginny as the blonde walked off. Ginny was smiling and her eyebrows were raised.
"So going well I presume." She led Harry to the table that she and Etroit had occupied.
"Well I guess so. I mean he took me shopping and bought me a shit load of clothes and then took me to get my hair done and bought me 'sight'." Harry added air quotes to the last.
"He bought you sight? Do you know how much that cost? Wow Harry. And your hair looks amazing. Damn if I would have known that Draco made such an f-ing awesome boyfriend I would have gone after him a long time ago." A small wave of jealousy passed through Harry.
Harry looked over to Draco and Etroit. Draco was facing him. It looked like they were arguing, but then Etroit put her hand on Draco's arm. Draco let it sit there. So he wasn't mad at Etroit. Harry tried to read Draco's lips. All he got was 'not' and 'plan'. Not enough for Harry to make a clear assumption on.
"Harry." Ginny said calling his attention away from Draco. "I know that Hermione and I were really eager for you to go out with Draco, but please be careful. Don't fall too quickly."
"Ginny I am not falling."
Can you say head over heels.
"Okay. I just wanted to make sure." Harry just smiled. He glanced at Draco again. Etroit still had her hand on his arm.
No you aren't falling at all. You're only completely jealous because Etroit is touching him.
I am not.
You're green with jealously.
How can you tell?
I'm just smart that way
I am rolling my eyes at you. I was being sarcastic. I meant how can you tell because almost all of me is green already.
. . . Well . . . shut-up you're jealous alright and you're green so get over it.
I th-
Shut-up I said you're green.
Harry was luckily drawn out of his thoughts by movement next to him. Draco and Etroit had finished their conversation and joined Ginny and Harry. Draco scooted his chair toward Harry and began to rub Harry's lower back with his index finger.
"So where're Hermione and Pansy?" Draco asked. However he regretted asking. Both Etroit and Ginny immediately fixated a glare onto their faces.
"Oh they went to the bathroom." Etroit said scathingly.
"An hour ago." Ginny added.
"They've been in the bathroom for an hour or they left?" Harry asked. Both girls gave him the same look. "What? They could be doing things in the bathroom. You know the st- never mind." All three of the other occupants of the table raised their eyebrows.
"You know what?" Ginny asked.
"Nothing. I know nothing." Harry said quickly. Etroit looked at Draco.
"I think your new boyfriend has been to the place where good little boys aren't supposed to go."
"I have not been to The Stalls." Harry protested, the regretted saying it. Etroit laughed.
"If you were trying to hide it you just screwed yourself over."
"I meant bathroom stalls. I have no idea what you're talking about." Harry said shaking his head rapidly. The rubbing on his back stopped and he turned to look at Draco.
"You've been to The Stalls?" He asked.
"And I see you have too." Harry replied.
"What are The Stalls?" Ginny had been confused from the moment stalls were mentioned.
"I would tell you," Harry said. "but it would be pointless because you'll forget unless you go there yourself and you wouldn't go."
"How do you know?" Ginny protested.
"Babe you're as straight as they come. You won't want to go." Etroit said matter of factly.
"So you're bi?" Harry asked trying to avoid what would come.
"And you aren't the perfect Gryffindor Golden boy everyone thinks you are." Etroit said.
"Who would have thought. Harry at The Stalls?" Draco asked.
"I-I" It wasn't that Harry didn't want Draco to know because they were now dating. It was that Harry didn't want anyone to know. It was as Etroit said. He was the 'Golden Boy'. He wasn't supposed to go to the stalls. Not only was it a strictly homosexual dance club, but if you went into The Stalls you came out less innocent than when you went in; it was required.
Harry found The Stalls when he was roaming Hogsmeade one night. He was immediately drawn to the club when he saw the lights. He looked around and noticed that most of the people around him didn't even seem to see the building. Or him for that matter. He remembered when he first stepped inside. There was a large dance floor filled with men and women. Set up in the middle of the dance floor was a large stage. It was shaped like a plus sign with large pole in the middle and on every leg. Parallel with each of the legs was a bar and surrounding those bars were stalls. The stalls were no more small five foot wide spaces divided by bathroom stall walls. However unlike stalls there were no doors, but instead different colored cloths.. Moans were emitting from every closed stall.
Harry wasn't ready for the stalls yet so he started for the dance floor. However he was stopped.
"Arm please." A voice commanded. Harry looked up. Then looked further up. He found himself looking into the gray eyes of a very tall, very muscular women. She had blonde hair that hung in loose curls past her shoulders. She had extraordinarily long blood red nails that matched her red leather shorts and sports bar like top. The whole outfit looked like it was painted on. On her feet she was wearing red platform boots that rode up to just above her knees.
Harry tentatively gave her his arm. She ran her wand over his arm and nothing happened.
"Ah a newbie. Kay before you go to the dance floor you have to go to the stalls. Number five is empty sit and wait, I will send someone in soon. Before I let you go though you need to know if you enter that room you are required to use it. That means that there needs to be some sexual activity going on and we here at the stalls do not see kissing as sexual activity. Do you agree?" Harry thought about it for a minute. Did he want to go in that room? Did he want to give up everything that he had worked so much to hide? Yes he did. He was tired of hiding.
"Can I request something?"
"Sure sweetie. Not sure that I can meet your request, but you can ask."
"Can . . . Will you send in a guy." The woman laughed.
"Sweetie where so you think you are? This is The Stalls. No one here is straight."
"Oh." Harry said with a blush.
"It's okay sweetie." She said pinching his cheek. "You're so cute. Kay sweetie, stall five. Have fun."
"Thanks Harry said."
That was the day he introduced to The Stalls and he had been going about once a week since. He was embarrassed by the fact that he went, so he never told anyone.
"Ginny there is really no point in telling you. You are straight and no straight person can get in or remember." Draco was explaining.
"Just tell me." Ginny whined.
"Gods I am so glad I don't have any siblings." Harry gave Draco a nudge. He looked like he was about to sneer before he smiled.
"Ginny do you want to remember this conversation at all?" Harry asked calmly
"Yes."
"Okay, then we can't explain The Stalls to you. As long as we don't give you any details you'll remember. However if you tell anyone I will tell you every detail I know. And I know that you are straight so you won't remember." Ginny huffed.
"Fine."
"Thanks Ginny." Harry cocked his head and smirk at Draco who was giving him a curious look. He looked as though he was trying to figure Harry out. In the end he just leaned toward Harry and gave him a kiss. It was small; nothing more than a press of lips, but when they pulled apart they were both smiling. Harry turned back to the girls and saw Etroit giving Draco a calculating look. Ginny was smiling.
"You two are so cute together." Ginny cooed. "Are you going to go out again?"
"I would hope so. I spent a lot of money on him for this to only be a one time thing." Draco said sending a smirk Harry's way.
"Haha."
"We're going to go look for Hermione and Pansy." Etroit said as she pulled Ginny out of her seat. As they walked passed Harry heard Etroit say, 'good job' to Ginny. He shook his head as turned back to Draco.
"Do you have a date for the next Hogsmeade weekend?" Draco asked. Harry hissed.
"I don't know. You see there is this big line of people lined up to go out with me and everything."
"Oh shut-up." Harry smiled as Draco gave him a nudge.
"Seriously though, what do you think about next Friday." Harry asked
"Next Friday?"
"Yeah, we can go to The Stalls."
"Harry Potter sneaking out of school. Why does that not surprise me?" Harry smiled.
"So next Friday?"
"Yes, next Friday."
