Draco was sitting on his bed in the boys' dorm, absolutely fuming. He could've sworn that there was steam coming out of his ears. He was ripping at a random piece of paper furiously, imagining the faces of many people on it: Blaise, Pansy, Hermione, Harry, Weasle...

The door to the dorm opened and he saw Crabbe. He looked confused, as if he didn't know where he was. His eyes landed on Draco, and he stared for a few moments blankly.

"Well, if it isn't Confunded Crabbe." Draco said, amusing himself. Crabbe laughed awkwardly.

"I was sent up here to fetch you. Someone wants to talk to you in the Common Room." He said, very slowly. Draco immediately stopped laughing, sitting up straight and giving the paper a final rip.

"Who?" He demanded. He had an idea, but he wanted to make sure. Crabbe shrugged, and Draco rolled his eyes. He shouldn't have expected him to know.

"Some girl. I think Pansy is with her." He said, he stumbled out of the room and Draco raised an eyebrow in annoyance while glancing out the window. What the hell does she want now? he thought. But he got up anyways and went down to the Common Room.

When he was at the bottom step, he saw Pansy standing with Blaise's friend, who he knew was Jamie. He stuck his tongue into his cheek and growled under his breath, dreading whatever they had to say. Nothing good could come out of this, he knew. He leaned against the wall nearby, waiting for them to notice him. Pansy turned around impatiently and saw him standing there and nudged Jamie.

"Draco!" Jamie exclaimed, walking towards them.

"Where?" Draco asked, looking around. He was being a smart ass, and he couldn't help but to smirk as he saw Pansy roll her eyes as she crossed her arms. Jamie put her hands on Draco's shoulder, but he shrugged them over, mumbling something about not being a child. "What do you want?" He asked her as she walked away from him.

"We wanted to talk to you about-" Jamie was interrupted.

"Blaise." Draco finished the sentence for her. Draco knew that before he even came down here. Of course, he didn't want to talk, but he was curious as to what they had to say. He took a seat on top of a nearby table, slipping his hands into his pockets and glancing around casually.

"Well, that too. But-" Draco interrupted her again.

"What do you mean, 'too'?" he asked, glaring at her.

"Meaning, we want to talk about you." Jamie finished quickly, knowing that he would interrupt again. And sure enough, he spoke at that.

"What about me? There's nothing wrong with me." Draco said defensively. He placed his hands firmly on the edge of the table, gripping it and digging his nails into the wood underneath.

"That's not what you think, you liar." Pansy intruded, looking positively angry. "You think you're-"

"Pansy, please!" Jamie interrupted. "Not so loud!"

"What?" Draco said, pushing her on. "I think I'm what?"
"Gay!" Pansy shouted. Jamie put her head in her hands as the few people present turned your heads. Draco stared at Pansy as if he was going to smack her, then at the people staring.

"What are you looking at, cunts!" She shouted at them loudly. They quickly turned away, resuming their conversations. Draco looked back at Pansy. "What makes you think that I think I'm gay? That's preposterous." Draco was off of the table now, and he crossed his arms defensively.

"Draco, please." Jamie said. "Just listen to what we have to say."

"I refuse to do so, Jamie." He said angrily. "I am not a dirty fag, like Zabini." Draco heard an odd noise come from a corner in the room, but he ignored it.

"Are you sure?" Pansy said. She was trying to anger him, Draco knew. But he only gave her a condescending look.

"Draco, there is nothing wrong with being gay." Jamie said, reaching out to put her hand on his shoulder but stopping herself. "It doesn't make you girly, it doesn't make you an outcast, and it doesn't make you a bad pureblood." Draco gave her a look as if she were another dementor riding another unicorn.

"You're kidding, right? Homosexuality is absolutely absurd, and anyone that practices it deserves to be baked in an oven."

"Practices it?" Jamie repeated, amused. But at that moment, Blaise appeared and Draco immediately straightened up, clenching his fists and gaining a horrible look of hatred. Blaise was walking quickly and angrily towards Draco, his wand held firmly to his side. Draco quickly withdrew his own wand.

"Draco Malfoy, if anyone deserves to be baked, it's you, you little fucking runt!" Blaise yelled very quickly in a dangerous tone. When he was close enough, he stuck his arm out and Draco stepped backwards, stumbling into a table and moving his head backwards. Blaise's wand jabbed Draco's throat and Draco made an odd noise, between fear and pain. Pansy gasped and Jamie grinned as Draco closed his eyes tightly, his grip on his wand loosening. "You are a coward, Malfoy. A fucking coward!"

At that, Draco's grip immediately tightened and he pushed himself off the table and thrusted his wand into Blaise's throat the same way that Blaise's wand was pushing into his.

"Don;t you ever call me a coward, Zabini. I swear, I'll Crucio you into oblivion." He croaked, as Blaise's wand was right on his voice. The croak in his voice made the threat sound less dangerous, but it still had a large impact on Blaise, who pushed the wand into Draco's throat harder and Draco winced.

"Threatening an Unforgivable, Draco? Those are illegal. You are too cowardly-"
"I AM NOT A COWARD!" Draco yelled, his voice renewed as he backed away from Blaise and his wand. He pointed his wand at the bottom of Blaise's pants and shouted, "INCENDIO!" Blaise's pants erupted in flame and he panicked, thrashing about at his pants as Jamie panicked. Eventually, Pansy shot water out of her wand at Blaise, and the flames extinguished as Draco laughed.

"Trying to get me to take my pants off, Draco? I guess you are a fag." Blaise taunted. Draco immediately stopped laughing. He shoved his wand into his pocket and launched himself at Blaise. Pansy gasped, and Jamie froze as Draco punched Blaise in any place he could reach, particularly the stomach and the face. Blaise didn't fight back, but tried to push Draco off of his body as his face contorted him pain. Insults poured from Draco's mouth as he harmed Blaise in any way he possibly could, using as much strength as he could in each punch, resisting to Blaise's attempts to push him off.

"DRACO!" Blaise shouted, and Draco stopped briefly to look at his face. Blaise was staring at him, his expression absolutely enigmatic. But he seemed to be hesitating. Draco stared at him, confused.

"Wha-" Draco stopped what he was about to say when Blaise grabbed his face and pulled it to his, their lips meeting yet again. Draco started pulled away, outraged that Blaise was trying this yet again, but then he really felt Blaise lips and stopped fighting it. He liked it, and he knew it. He even unformed the fist that his hand was in, placing his hand on Blaise's chest as he relaxed into the kiss, unfreezing his lips and kissing him back. Blaise removed his hands from Draco's face, sure that he wouldn't pull back, and Draco didn't. He even pushed his mouth harder against Blaise's, his stomach turning into knots as he knew what he was doing. It was against everything he believed in, against everything he has just said, but he didn't care. He was liking it too much. Draco even realized that he had closed his eyes. He clenched his fist around Blaise's shirt. At that moment, he heard Pansy gasp as she truly realized what was happening, and Draco's eyes quickly opened. He saw Blaise, eyes closed, and Draco quickly pulled away and sat up straight. He then realized that his legs were on either side of Blaise as he sat on his waist, and he quickly stood up staring down at Blaise, disgusted.

"I can't believe... What were you... WHAT THE HELL!" Draco yelled, stepping away from Blaise. He quickly turned around and noticed that it was only Pansy, Jamie, Blaise and himself in the Common Room. He felt quick relief, but it soon vanished as he realized what just happened, and that he actually enjoyed it. Draco was stepping backwards quickly, and he felt slightly corned as his feet met the sofa. He stared at them all, embarrassed, angry, confused. He placed his hand on his lips, as if to make sure that they weren't burning off from his shame. He looked down at Blaise, who was looking at Draco very worried now.

"You are all fucking crazy." Draco said quietly, and he ran out of the Common Room and into the hallways, wiping at his mouth furiously, heading towards no particular place.