title: Help From Malfoy
chapter 2: Decisions Decisions
Draco was pissed. Not only was he basically trapped with his pants down but by the Weasley no less. His partner in crime, Terry Boots ran away as fast as his little feet could take him. Leaving Draco to get in all the trouble. This was the third time Draco had been caught in the corridors with another student this year. That's not even counting all the times he didn't get caught.
The first being Cho Chang, that slut will go anywhere with anyone. They were caught by McGonagall, who had a down right fit. The second time was when he was with Blaise, but they were snitched on by Hermione Granger. That time the Headmaster had been informed.
Dumbledore had given him a big long speech about how he was a prefect and that he had to be an example. He also said if he was caught one more time, that his prefect's badge would be taken away. This was it, the last stroll. The Weasley had cracked down on him. But he played it cool, acting like it didn't matter.
Draco took a good look at the Weasley, he could make a deal with him. He was willing to give him an offer, when the Weasley asked him.
'Will you teach me to seduce Harry Potter?' Weasley asked.
Malfoy's jaw dropped. Hearing Potter's name was not what he expected. How was it that Potter had manages to sneak his way into every point in his life.
That stupid prat was everywhere. At home his father talk about him, his mother did, at school Dumbledore talked about him, all the teachers, even Snape. But there was nothing special about the scar headed freak, what was all the fuss for? Draco really hated him.
And now when the Weasley was ready to ask something from him, he asks for his help to seduce Harry Fucking Potter. Draco could tell by the way Weasley was acting that he was going to ask him for some kind of sexual favour, hell he was will. But even that bit of information had to do with Potter.
Draco Malfoy could admit to himself, he wanted Weasley. He was handsome, a pureblood, and it would be fun to taint one of the Golden Boys toys.
Wait, why was the Weasley asking him for help. Draco thought the boys had been together for years. Were the rumours he heard of the two wrong? If his ears were working right, and he knew they were, then Weasley was saying they weren't together. Did he not know that Potter wanted him too.
The fate of their relationship was being held in his hands. His, Draco Malfoy's hand. He could make or break them. What an idiot Weasley was. Draco bet Weasley thought himself so smart for blackmailing him, but wow was he wrong.
So he was a Gryffindor and a Weasley, that couldn't be helped. He would shag the Weasley and get him tricks to take back to Potter. Then, when all was said and done, when Potter and the Weasley were happily together, he would drop the bomb.
Draco licked his lip and smirked with satisfaction when he saw the Weasley's eyes move with his tongue. He walked towards him, circling the Weasley like his prey.
He stepped up behind him and sniffed at his bare neck. Weasley smelled of strawberry jam. It was the first time he had ever been so close to the Weasley without them beating each other up. Then he blow in Weasley's ear and breathed into his ear.
'Step into my office, I'm sure we can work something out.'
A/N: sorry so short. i just didnt want to wait to long to post another. i have a lot of stories out. and want to keep up with them all.