1The Art of Deception

Would you say yes to a favor that could cause you to loose the person you love to someone else? Even if that person is your best friend and you would do anything to make them happy?

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Chapter Three

Pansy gave the boys a curious stare as she narrowed her eyes ever so slightly when Draco had kissed Blaise.

Draco pulled back slightly, but only to meet by lips crushing against his.

Pansy's eyes widened in shock at this and her mouth fell open, Millicent snapping it back shut as she watched the two boys.

"Get off me," Blaise said as soon as he broke the kiss.

"Now now Blaise, that's not very boyfriendish!" Draco said, waving a hand in front of Blaise's face.

"Fine." Blaise pulled the book out from underneath Draco, smiling as the blonde fell to the floor. Blaise stood up still smile and knelt down beside Draco.

"Night." Blaise leaned over and kissed the blonde lightly on his cheek before standing up and walking up the steps to the seventh year boys dormitories.

"That wasn't nice Blaise!" Draco yelled, throwing a pillow at the Italian before he got to far up the stairs.

"What was that about?" Pansy asked, not bothering to hide the surprise in her voice.

"What?" Draco turned to the girl with a small mischievous gleam in his silver eyes, with a small wink he whispered, "He's my lover."

Draco couldn't help but laugh as Pansy's mouth fell open once more along with everyone elses, besides Theodore who didn't look to shocked (I would find that really weird if it was me. . . .).

Draco stood and followed Blaise up the steps silently laughing when he heard Pansy whisper 'He's joking right?' to everyone else.

He walked past Blaise, winking at him as he continued through the room to his private chambers. He stopped when his hand reached the door knob as he heard Blaise's smooth voice behind him.

"What did you do or say to them?" Blaise asked while resting a hand on his hip and gazing at Draco.

"Nothing." Draco waved his hand as if dismissing Blaise from saying anything else and opened the door to his room, stepping in and closing it behind him.

Blaise looked at the door questioningly as if it held all the answers to his questions, but sighed when it said nothing. He sighed as he slipped under the silk covers that were on his bed and fell asleep.

The sun danced across Blaise's face as he finally awoke and realized he left his curtains open. He sighed and pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked around the quiet room before slipping out of bed and rummaging through his trunk and pulling out a black shirt and a pair of black pants that had green stitching.

Blaise pulled off his pajama bottoms and stepped into the pants and pulling on the plain black shirt. He walked down the steps and into the common room, rolling his eyes at the many stares he received from all of the Slytherins already there.

Glancing around Blaise saw Draco sitting calmly in a leather chair looking almost angelic as the suns rays lit up his facial features. Blaise walked over to the Slytherin prince and leaned over so his mouth was inches from his ear.

"I'm curious of what you really said to everyone last night." he whispered, watching as the Draco's eyes fluttered open and were filled with amusement.

"Like I said, it was nothing." Draco didn't bother to hide the amusement in his voice either as he said this.

"Well it seems to be something, since they all keep staring at us." Blaise said in a low hiss.

"That could have been from the kiss." Draco said simply, now seeming as if he were already bored with the discussion at hand.

"Yes, but I doubt that." Blaise slipped his tongue out of his mouth and ran it across Draco's earlobe.

"Nhnn. . .Blaise knock it off." Draco hissed and stood up, dragging Blaise out of the common room with him and into the deserted hallway to the Great Hall.