Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, but the plot is mine.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed =) Glad you like the story so far. Well, I've got nothing left to say, so enjoy!
Chapter 2
"Zabini, what can you tell be about a certain Harry Potter?" Draco asked bluntly. The moment he spotted the boy, he knew there was something special about him. He was different. Harry had a strange trait about hi that made him different from all the others. It was intriguing. He was quite attractive too. Draco haven't gotten that much of a look at the froshie, but from what he did see, the guy had emerald that you could get lost in, a body to die for, a strong jaw, tan skin that glistened, and a sexy mop of hair.
"Well, for one thing, he's the hot freshman everybody in this school has been talking about all morning. He'd been home-schooled for the past two years and it looks like those two years did him some good," Blaise was talking to Draco, but kept his eyes on Harry the whole time. He was a junior with a girlfriend, which definitely did not give him permission to ogle at a guy, especially an old friend and a freshman.
Meanwhile.....
"Harry! Welcome back!!! It's been forever!! You look wonderful," Hermione gushed out. "We've missed you so much! And look what happened to you!! No wonder why you refused to send me any pictures online. Who knew you were hiding /that/ body from us all these years?"
The boy blushed shyly. He wasn't used to these comments or these clothes either. But noooo... Sirius just had to go and hide all his clothes. Rock looked at him with humor in his eyes. Poor Harry. Always blushed so easily.
"Been a long time, mate! Work out much while you were gone? Ginny said she saw you at the pool and she's been gushing about you ever since! Missed ya, man!" Harry grinned and pulled Ron and Hermione into a hug. The trio was back and happy. Just like old times.
"I've missed you two so much too! Well I couldn't bloody well come back with nothing so show, could I? Sirius hid all my other clothes this morning and my glasses too," he smiled infectiously. "You like what you see?"
Blaise snuck up on his old childhood friend. "They might not, but I know I do," he whispered huskily into the froshie's ear. "You've turned into a fox, old pal. Don't I get a hug too?"
Harry recognized the familiar voice. Good ole' Blaise, always such a flirt. He whipped around and wrapped his arms around the junior in a friendly embrace.
"Kid, everybody's going to be after you this year. Been hearing about the new hottie all morning and I knew I had to come and see you for myself. I gotta say, you look great," Zabini smirked at him.
"Quit playing' around, Blaise. I'm no 'hottie'. I'm still the same guy I've always been. It's just the lightening bolt on my forehead," he blushed adorably.
"You know Blaise is right," Hermione jumped in, seeing the guy that was like her little brother blush was just too cute.
"Oh, leave Harry alone. I left Lavender, Padma, and Parvati because they wouldn't stop blabbing about Harry, but now you two sound even worse! You're making him all nervous on his first day back. Let him figure it out on his own," Ron stood up for his best-friend-that-really-wanted-different- clothes-right-now.
"Thank you, Ron. At least /someone/ isn't flirting with me today. I'm never wearing these stupid clothes again. Anyone want to trade clothes with me? Please?" he pleaded with those adorable puppy eyes.
"Nope. You look way too delectable to change. Unless... the shirt was even smaller," Blaise declared, smirking.
Harry pouted, "Please??" They all shook their heads, denying him of looser clothing. "Hmph!" He stood there pouting for the rest of the time that they were outside.
Half an hour later....
"Hello class, I will be your homebase and Algebra 2 teacher for the rest of this year. My name is Professor McGonnagal and that is all will address me by," a stern looking, middle-aged lady started. "I'd like to introduce a new student in this school. Mr. Harry Potter, would you please come up and present yourself?"
Harry walked up to the front of the classroom confidently. Girls giggled and whispered as he strutted, cluelessly, past them, admiring his nice physique.
"Hey," he greeted the class in what he considered his usual voice, it was deep, velvety, and caused every girl to sigh wistfully at him, some guys too. The other guys glared at him, knowing they would have to watch their girlfriends this year.
McGonnagal assigned them to their seats for the rest of the semester. Harry was left sitting by himself since the teacher knew he had a gun on him and did not want anybody asking him about it. A certain blonde by the name of Draco Malfoy strolled in coolly five minutes late and took the last empty seat next to the raven-haired froshie.
"What'd I miss?" he whispered in Harry's ear. Several girls glared at him evilly for getting the seat next to the green-eyed Adonis. Harry narrowed his eyes and drew himself away from the picture he was sketching. He turned around.
"Oh... You scared me. I'm not used to people sneaking up behind me. It's Draco, right?" he sighed. Ever since Tom Riddle had held a gun to his head two years ago during a school play, he had always been kind of jumpy.
"Sorry. Bad habit. I like scaring people. Go out with me tomorrow?" He smirked when Harry's eyes widened immensely.
"E-excuse m-me?" the raven-haired boy stuttered. He was so cute all nervous and flustered.
The two of them ignored the teacher's voice and he glares Draco was getting from the girls that had heard his blunt request. Well, not really, since Harry noticed them and suddenly wanted to hide in a corner. "Go out with me tomorrow night," Draco repeated.
"Umm... Okay. But answer my question first. Why are all those girls glaring at you? You didn't harass them or anything did you?" Harry asked anxiously. Sirius was sooo gonna pay for this. It was only the first day of school and he'd already been checked out, hit on, pinched, groped, frisked, and now asked out already.
"Naww..." Draco chuckled lightly. This boy really was clueless. "They're all just jealous because I got the seat next to you for the semester and I got to ask you out before they did."
"No... Seriously. Why are they all glaring at you? Did you call a cheerleader fat or something?" All those glares were starting to scare him. Really scare him.
"Nope. Like I just said, it's because I got to you first."
"Prove it," Harry challenged.
"Smile at a random girl. You'll see what I'm talking about." Harry did just that. He shot a toothy grin at a senior, she had grown hair with blonde streaks. The senior smiled back, winked, and mouthed to him, "Ditch Malfoy and I'll show you a real time, froshie."
Harry blushed and looked back at a smirking Draco, "My point is proven. I'll pick you up at seven and let your uncle pick out your clothes again."
To be continued... possibly =)
Well, how was that? Worth continuing?? Review to let me know! =) Thanks for reading!
-- driven to insanity
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed =) Glad you like the story so far. Well, I've got nothing left to say, so enjoy!
Chapter 2
"Zabini, what can you tell be about a certain Harry Potter?" Draco asked bluntly. The moment he spotted the boy, he knew there was something special about him. He was different. Harry had a strange trait about hi that made him different from all the others. It was intriguing. He was quite attractive too. Draco haven't gotten that much of a look at the froshie, but from what he did see, the guy had emerald that you could get lost in, a body to die for, a strong jaw, tan skin that glistened, and a sexy mop of hair.
"Well, for one thing, he's the hot freshman everybody in this school has been talking about all morning. He'd been home-schooled for the past two years and it looks like those two years did him some good," Blaise was talking to Draco, but kept his eyes on Harry the whole time. He was a junior with a girlfriend, which definitely did not give him permission to ogle at a guy, especially an old friend and a freshman.
Meanwhile.....
"Harry! Welcome back!!! It's been forever!! You look wonderful," Hermione gushed out. "We've missed you so much! And look what happened to you!! No wonder why you refused to send me any pictures online. Who knew you were hiding /that/ body from us all these years?"
The boy blushed shyly. He wasn't used to these comments or these clothes either. But noooo... Sirius just had to go and hide all his clothes. Rock looked at him with humor in his eyes. Poor Harry. Always blushed so easily.
"Been a long time, mate! Work out much while you were gone? Ginny said she saw you at the pool and she's been gushing about you ever since! Missed ya, man!" Harry grinned and pulled Ron and Hermione into a hug. The trio was back and happy. Just like old times.
"I've missed you two so much too! Well I couldn't bloody well come back with nothing so show, could I? Sirius hid all my other clothes this morning and my glasses too," he smiled infectiously. "You like what you see?"
Blaise snuck up on his old childhood friend. "They might not, but I know I do," he whispered huskily into the froshie's ear. "You've turned into a fox, old pal. Don't I get a hug too?"
Harry recognized the familiar voice. Good ole' Blaise, always such a flirt. He whipped around and wrapped his arms around the junior in a friendly embrace.
"Kid, everybody's going to be after you this year. Been hearing about the new hottie all morning and I knew I had to come and see you for myself. I gotta say, you look great," Zabini smirked at him.
"Quit playing' around, Blaise. I'm no 'hottie'. I'm still the same guy I've always been. It's just the lightening bolt on my forehead," he blushed adorably.
"You know Blaise is right," Hermione jumped in, seeing the guy that was like her little brother blush was just too cute.
"Oh, leave Harry alone. I left Lavender, Padma, and Parvati because they wouldn't stop blabbing about Harry, but now you two sound even worse! You're making him all nervous on his first day back. Let him figure it out on his own," Ron stood up for his best-friend-that-really-wanted-different- clothes-right-now.
"Thank you, Ron. At least /someone/ isn't flirting with me today. I'm never wearing these stupid clothes again. Anyone want to trade clothes with me? Please?" he pleaded with those adorable puppy eyes.
"Nope. You look way too delectable to change. Unless... the shirt was even smaller," Blaise declared, smirking.
Harry pouted, "Please??" They all shook their heads, denying him of looser clothing. "Hmph!" He stood there pouting for the rest of the time that they were outside.
Half an hour later....
"Hello class, I will be your homebase and Algebra 2 teacher for the rest of this year. My name is Professor McGonnagal and that is all will address me by," a stern looking, middle-aged lady started. "I'd like to introduce a new student in this school. Mr. Harry Potter, would you please come up and present yourself?"
Harry walked up to the front of the classroom confidently. Girls giggled and whispered as he strutted, cluelessly, past them, admiring his nice physique.
"Hey," he greeted the class in what he considered his usual voice, it was deep, velvety, and caused every girl to sigh wistfully at him, some guys too. The other guys glared at him, knowing they would have to watch their girlfriends this year.
McGonnagal assigned them to their seats for the rest of the semester. Harry was left sitting by himself since the teacher knew he had a gun on him and did not want anybody asking him about it. A certain blonde by the name of Draco Malfoy strolled in coolly five minutes late and took the last empty seat next to the raven-haired froshie.
"What'd I miss?" he whispered in Harry's ear. Several girls glared at him evilly for getting the seat next to the green-eyed Adonis. Harry narrowed his eyes and drew himself away from the picture he was sketching. He turned around.
"Oh... You scared me. I'm not used to people sneaking up behind me. It's Draco, right?" he sighed. Ever since Tom Riddle had held a gun to his head two years ago during a school play, he had always been kind of jumpy.
"Sorry. Bad habit. I like scaring people. Go out with me tomorrow?" He smirked when Harry's eyes widened immensely.
"E-excuse m-me?" the raven-haired boy stuttered. He was so cute all nervous and flustered.
The two of them ignored the teacher's voice and he glares Draco was getting from the girls that had heard his blunt request. Well, not really, since Harry noticed them and suddenly wanted to hide in a corner. "Go out with me tomorrow night," Draco repeated.
"Umm... Okay. But answer my question first. Why are all those girls glaring at you? You didn't harass them or anything did you?" Harry asked anxiously. Sirius was sooo gonna pay for this. It was only the first day of school and he'd already been checked out, hit on, pinched, groped, frisked, and now asked out already.
"Naww..." Draco chuckled lightly. This boy really was clueless. "They're all just jealous because I got the seat next to you for the semester and I got to ask you out before they did."
"No... Seriously. Why are they all glaring at you? Did you call a cheerleader fat or something?" All those glares were starting to scare him. Really scare him.
"Nope. Like I just said, it's because I got to you first."
"Prove it," Harry challenged.
"Smile at a random girl. You'll see what I'm talking about." Harry did just that. He shot a toothy grin at a senior, she had grown hair with blonde streaks. The senior smiled back, winked, and mouthed to him, "Ditch Malfoy and I'll show you a real time, froshie."
Harry blushed and looked back at a smirking Draco, "My point is proven. I'll pick you up at seven and let your uncle pick out your clothes again."
To be continued... possibly =)
Well, how was that? Worth continuing?? Review to let me know! =) Thanks for reading!
-- driven to insanity