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(A/N) Incredibly sorry for the extremely long update and I can promise you that it will not happen again. Okay, I can't promise you this but I can try...really hard! School has been murder...and everyone says sophomore year of highschool is a breeze...Okay, you try it! Sorry about that tiny itty- bitty rant right there but– can you blame me? Exactly! Oh my goodness I have 27 reviews!!! This is amaz-erring... I want to reach 50 soon...Do you think this is extremely large order or small– tell me in a review! Also I would like everyone to read Goldilocks review response below but don't be mad! It just explains something I thought you guys were aware of!
Slyswn28: Thank you ever so much... you have no idea how much that means to me...::holds up golden statue:: This ones for you!!
Goldilocks31890: Yeah...sorry I didn't follow your first wish about the whole updating thing..heh heh heh...but I'm going to have to upset you once again.. Now don't start hurling extremely large and shiny objects at me because I thought you all knew...This is a Draco/Hermione story..Perhaps there was confusion because of it being listed in humor too but it's under romance in d/hr...now if you didn't know this..I'm sorry but don't give up on the story!
Parka Noel: I try to make it quite interesting and I'm glad you give me that..hehehe I'm so literal... I checked out your story too!! I'm so cool!!
Ilovetom88: I do hope it is awesome and you're not just yanking my chain! Are you yanking my chain? You silly chain yanker! Wow! I'm extremely immature!! But that's why you're reading!
Lapiz.Lazuli: I'm very glad that you indeed liked my story. I know that the hormonal thing is great because I'm still in highschool!! Buh-lieve me that these characters are well founded. If Malfoy is too civilized then maybe he had an extra dose of testosterone and was unable to handle it well! But I think that this will change in the next chapter. If not, meh!
Cold-eyes-for-you: Wait until next chapter when Draco proposes atop the astronomy tower by making the stars form the words 'will you marry me?' Wait! ::Runs and jots down idea for later:: I do enjoy the romance in theory but let's just face it...THEIR BOYS!!
Starflower-Gem: I'm glad you like it but the length, well I have ADD..okay? Well, not diagnosed but I always am watching TV while writing so I can't focus all that well!! I'll try to expand!
AngelSerpant91: I agree on the sexiness part and I'll try to add to that...I'm glad that you found the story satisfactory and would like to say that the genius of this idea occurred to me in a dream..okay enough with b.s...I'm just a genius..nothing more nothing less..::Cheeky Wink::
Sapphireazhalia: I'm glad that you are pleased and that I left you complaint-less...It always brings a tear to my eyes knowing that I left someone in that mode..I am a genius!!
Hermione-Granger-420: That's why I wrote it..So that I could picture myself there!! You and I are on the same wavelength..wait a tick while I grab a towel for your salivating problem..A dream he is!
JessicaDracoMalfoy: I indeed will but I must indulge you in a secret..though I may look like one and have the writing talent of one ::malfoy moment:: I am not in fact a deity.
Corditheoddball: I'll try to keep it down on the lewd-ity (is that even close to a word?) Tell your system administrator to keep up the fine work..he serves our country well..::Salutes in an extremely over-dramatized manner that earns a smack in the head from your father::
juliachan: No, don't get me wrong, being tall is fine. Its just that I hate having the high waters..pants that fit me yesterday and our up to my knees today...maybe you can emphasize..please?? Thanks for the comp..it'll be even better next (I hope)
FireyLove: I leave you with quite the cliche phrase... don't we all....don't we all...::mines a woman– cheeky wink:: I gave two cheeky winks today, I have got to keep control over these hormones!
On with the Story....
Through the Eyes of a Dragon...
Chapter 4:
A Secret Meeting
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat around the roaring fire that warmed the Gryffindor common room. Hermione had two needles in hand and was furiously working on a bobble hat for one of her S.P.E.W escapades.
Harry sat with his transfiguration book hanging precariously on his knees. He stared down at the text and saw nothing but a random blur of black. His eyes were closing of boredom but he needed to stay up. He had an appointment, and Harry Potter never missed an appointment.
He lifted his green eyes and was met with the gaze of his of his best friend. Ron Weasley. Ron inclined his head slightly to left to indicate the clock. They had 5 minutes. Harry nodded and started to put his plan into action.
Harry yawned widely and stretched his hands towards the ceiling. Ron mimicked his actions seconds later. Harry gave him a stern glance, but neither he nor Hermione took any note of it.
"Hey 'mione, aren't you going to go to bed?" Ron asked dumbly making it quite obvious that he was anxious. Harry merely rolled his eyes at the sheer stupidity of the red-head that sat just a few feet away. Hermione looked at him suspiciously.
"What he means is that, you work way to hard. You need some rest!" Harry placed his hand on Hermione's thigh in a concerned manner–until she turned her head to look at Ron. He inched his hand upwards, making his way to the hem of her skirt. Hermione turned her head quickly but Harry had his amazing Seeker reflexes and was already stretching.
Hermione nodded and waved goodbye to the two boys as she made her way up the stairs. Harry and Ron watched her progress, or rather her body's progress. When they were sure she was safely in her dorm they ran towards the portrait hole. Harry reached under the couch and grabbed the silvery invisibility cloak and map.
They threw the cloak over their heads and tapped the map, uttering a few choice words. Veins of black appeared on the aged parchment and they slowly grew. Filch was somewhere above them along with his cat. The two had finally announced their relationship and were now inseperable.
Harry and Ron made their way quietly down the stairs and towards the tall doors of the Great Hall. They were making their way around the last corner when they heard hushed whispers. They had no need to look at the Marauder's map to know who it was.
"Malfoy. Zabini." Harry greeted curtly. They just nodded in response.
"I got your owl this morning." Ron said after the silence became to much. "Obviously." Blaise muttered. Draco smirked. "Weren't used to looking at anything that expensive, were you Weasel?"
"Were not here to fight, Malfoy. So get on with it." Harry said in order to pacify a very red Ron.
"Impatient are we, Potter?" Blaise sneered. His blue eyes aflame with hatred. Harry glared back with all the intensity he could muster. Which was nothing compared to the Slytherins who spent years perfecting such things.
"Why did you want to meet us?" Ron asked, completely oblivious to the staring war that continued.
"Well, Potter gave me quite a great idea. Not that I wouldn't have come up with it anyway." Draco added quickly to suppress the look of triumph that was about to grace Harry's face.
Harry looked somewhat disappointed at the half compliment gone awry. He shook off his oncoming depression. These hormones were just too hard to control. One second he's lusting after his best friend (NOT RON!) And the next he's longing to bury his head in his pillow and weep until the sun rises. Hormones are not a force to be reckoned with.
"Can we stop dilly-dallying!" Ron cried angrily
"You would know all about dilly-dallying wouldn't you, Weasel?" Draco retorted and he and Blaise slapped each other a high-five.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, all of the boys went silent with perplexed looks on their faces.
Draco was the first to recover and began glancing around while the others continued ruminating. A silvery substance within Harry's grasp caught his eyes. He knew immediately what this could be used for and began dancing.
The three boys whom were previously pondering were stirred out of their reverie by a very happy Draco. Who was dancing. An Irish jig. They all shared significant glances and continued to gaze at the extremely abnormal sight. It was as though his feet were separate from his body. His legs were flailing about but his torso showed no signs of movement. It was amazing.
Draco stopped dancing after he had noticed the looks he was given. He merely shrugged and started whistling a merry tune. This seemed to wake everyone up and they began their conversation once again.
"So let me get this straight?" Harry commented a few minutes later. "You want us to use the cloak to sneak where?" He continued.
"You know Potter I always knew you were dull but are you really this slow?" Blaise asked while slapping himself on the forehead for the eighth time that evening.
"Only on Mondays and Thursdays. Oh, and the occasional Wednesday." Harry replied in all seriousness. Blaise gaped openly at the truth of the statement. He had notice Potter acting dumber, which is saying a lot, on those particular days. He thought that he might have just been tired, guess not. 'Note to self: Tell Dark Lord to attack Wonder Boy on Monday or Thursday.' Blaise thought to himself.
"Okay, enough with the sarcasm, Zabini. It's obviously way over the two Gryffin-dorks head's." Draco replied, exasperated.
"Hey!" The two Gryffindors yelled in unison. Draco merely rolled his eyes and continued.
"Use your invisibility cloak to go into the locker rooms!" Draco strained well making little gestures with his hands to further clarify the statement. It was all in vain.
"Why would we need to use the invisibility cloak when were already allowed in the locker rooms?" asked the dim-witted red-head.
Draco took a page out of Blaise's book and slapped himself in the head. "Not our locker room, the female locker room." he continued through clenched teeth.
"Oh!" echoed throughout the corridor. As two of the slightly less intelligent boys in the room finally caught on.
"Well, I do like that idea. Very interesting." Harry replied while stroking his chin in a ver Freud-ian manner.
"Indeed." Ron added quietly.
The four boys crept through the halls and made their way into their separate common rooms. Ron and Harry bid each other a good night and closed their scarlet hangings that surrounded their beds.
They both had interesting dreams that involved their best friend. Not each other of course. This is not slash.
(A/N) Okay another chapter over. Review please! Short or long, I want input. Good or bad, I want input. Need I continue. I realize that this is pretty short and not extremely eventful but I was in a hurry to post a chapter. I'll try to get another one up within the next few days. Keep an eye out for updates and don't be afraid to review. It will only take a second. Come on! Come on!