A/N WOOT! I got Reviews! I got reviews! Lots of nice yummy reviews, and they were all raw too, because I didn't get any flames! Thanks at the end of the chapter.
Again, I'm writing this quickly, with only the barest idea of plot, but seeing as no one really seemed to mind I can't be bothered to change.
Are the chapter lengths ok? I hate short chapter generally, but one of my FRIENDS actually complained to me that the chapter was too long!! I didn't really think it was THAT long, seeing as barely anything happened, but there you go.
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Simply Slytherin
Chapter 2: The Morning After
'You're looking at him.'
'I'm not.'
'You're looking at him again!'
'I'm not.'
'You are.'
'Am Not!'
'I can see your eyes flicking in his direction.'
'I might be looking at something else. Or someone else.'
'There's nothing that anyone in they're right mind would prefer looking at than him in that direction.'
'There might be...'
'There isn't. I know, because I'm looking at you and in that direction and I can tell.'
'You can't look in two opposite directions at once!'
'I can. Watch me. Except you can't, because you're busy watching him.'
'I'm not! Look I'm buttering my toast...'
'And now you spilt your coffee, because you are looking at him!'
'I AM NOT!'
'You are.'
'Why would I be looking at him? I'm straight damnit.'
'You're not. If you were straight the toast would still be warm, because you wouldn't have spent 50mins doing your hair.'
'There's nothing wrong with taking some pride in my appearance.'
'Draco, you are gay.'
'I'm not.'
'You are.'
'I'm not.'
'Just like your not looking at Potter?'
'That's right.'
'Except Drake, YOU ARE!!'
'Keep it down, Blaise,' interjected Pansy. 'Some of us are trying to eat, rather than staring at that abomination that is Potter across the Hall.'
'I can stare at who I want, Pansy, and he's not an abomination, he's perfect in everyway. You're just jealous cos he wouldn't look twice at you.'
'If he did I'd poke his eyes out.'
'Pansy!! His eyes are gorgeous! You couldn't do that!' said Draco without thinking.
The Slytherins all turned toward Draco. Blaise cocked an eyebrow.
'Did... did I say that out loud?' asked Draco meekly, blushing slightly.
'Of course you did Drake. And it's the first step away from denial.' Said Goyle gently.
'I am not in denial! I AM STRAIGHT! And I AM NOT STARING AT POTTER'S ASS!!!' Draco shrieked into a suddenly silent hall.
'Whatever Drake.' Said Nott with a smile as he reached for his drink.
'AND I AM NOT A DUCK!!'
'I am not in denial! I AM STRAIGHT! And I AM NOT STARING AT POTTER'S ASS!!!' Draco Malfoy shrieked across the Hall, the sound easily reaching Harry's ears. Harry grinned slightly, looking up to meet the bemused expressions on his fellow Gryffindors.
'If Malfoy's straight then I'm a banana.' Said Seamus. 'Did you know he spends almost an hour doing his hair?'
'An hour? I thought Ginny with her 30 mins was insufferable, but that's awful!'
'AND I AM NOT A DUCK!'
The silence this was met by was broken only by laughter for almost a minute.
'Harry mate, did he say he was staring at your ass?' asked Ron finally.
'I think so, Ron. Why?'
'Does... does Malfoy ...fancy you?'
'Dunno. By the sound of it. Is there something wrong?'
'Oh no, in the wizarding world there are loads of gay people. In fact Charlie's gay. It's just... Malfoy... and you... and Malfoy...'
'So does that mean now both the hottest guys are taken? And with each other? Damn that's unfair.' Said Parvati.
'Oh my god!' said Lavender. 'That would be so hot! Malfoy and Harry making out!'
Harry blushed as Seamus joined in. 'If you ever want an extra pair of hands in your relationship you know where you can find me Harry. You and Malfoy...'
'Which would be better, Harry or Malfoy bottoming?' said a female voice Harry didn't recognise.
'Please you guys, STOP! I am not going out with Malfoy!' said Harry loudly.
'But would you, if he asked you?' asked Hermione.
'Well... maybe. He is good-looking, but he's still really irritating and obsessed with his hair.' Said Harry. Murmurs of agreement reach his ears.
'Would you ask him out?' asked Ginny. 'I mean, we know he likes you, but he's in denial. But you could shock him into saying yes.'
'Have you guys all gone crazy?' interrupted Ron. 'This is Malfoy we're talking about! The guy's a prick!'
'A hot prick.' Seamus corrected.
'And he's a virgin!' said Lavender, before bursting out in giggles.
'No! No way!' said Parvati, her eyes round. 'Malfoy's too hot to be a virgin! You're kidding!'
'That's what I heard from a very good source.' Said Lavender in a serious tone, before cracking up again.
Harry decided that breakfast and the conversation were evidently over, and left for Charms, shaking his head.
Malfoy fancied him? Harry had always had a tiny thing for the blond, but had never thought on it beyond hormones. And even he wasn't a virgin; an enjoyable night with Seamus had sorted both of them out...
Harry snorted thinking of that relationship. He had just broken up with Oliver because he couldn't take the whole long distance thing, and had as good as fallen, crying in to Seamus' arms. One thing had turned into another, and grew into what they had thought was love. When Harry realised it was just lust and hormones and Seamus realised that those hormones were pulling him elsewhere they had mutually broken up.
Well the truth was that he probably would go out with Malfoy. Except Harry didn't want to go out with him, only to find the guy really was straight. That would just be awkward.
Then again the guy was fit, apart from the hair. Harry just didn't get this thing Malfoy had with his hair. Malfoy's hair was beautiful and shimmered like gold, and the prick gelled it back against his head like he was some sort of human light bulb or something. Harry shook his head again and went into Charms.
Malfoy went to transfiguration in a bad mood. Couldn't they just leave him alone? His sexuality and prowess was his business damnit, not other hormonal bastards who couldn't just leave him alone. He was a Malfoy for gods' sake, not an entertainment source! He was straight and his mother seemed to be happily planning a marriage with some French pureblood girl, so who cared what else was going on in that department?
And him, fancy Potter? That was ridiculous! He hated the boy. Maybe not as much as in the past, but the anger and hurt of being rejected and beaten so many times kept the emotion smouldering away, striking out at any opportunity, even if he didn't come off too well. But the fact was, he detested Potter. Every single thing about him, from his messy, floppy hair to his confidant, arrogant walk to his lack of skill on a broom to his deep, annoying voice to his brilliant, unearthly green eyes...
He was in a terrible mood.
Snape was buzzing through the day. He had gotten up at seven and had coffee in his quarters instead of gracing the great hall, which was one mercy for Draco Malfoy, even though the potions professor did not realise the outburst he had missed. He read through his lesson plans humming, finished some marking and actually gave some points to Hufflepuff for one of the essays.
He actually smiled at some Ravenclaw second years, who fled at the sight, as he walked from is quarters to his office, and spent the morning teaching in a measured even and fair way, even helping out Ginny Weasley when she had been confused over her beetle tongue and worm liver. It was quite a worrying sight, and Ernie Mcmillian even went to Professor Sprout, his head of house, and said that he thought that Professor Snape was possessed.
'Not that I mind of course, but I thought I should tell someone.' He hastily added.
Snape was happy. Basilisk. Never had he even considered the possibility that he would be able to get his hands on basilisk, and to think that Potter had left a perfectly healthy adult basilisk in the chamber of secrets without even mentioning it to him... He would collect it later and-
Where was the chamber of secrets again?
Potter had said hadn't he? He hadn't been so caught up in the idea of getting basilisk that he'd neglected to ask something so obvious, had he?
Damn.
Harry approached potions that day with an air of simple avoidance. Snape had been acting... weird the last time they had met, and Draco was...weird, and the rest of the Slytherins had been surprisingly easy to get along with last night. But Snape had forgotten to take any points, so would he take them now? Admittedly Harry now had something to hold over his head that he could use to his advantage, but he would have to be incredibly careful. Snape might just crack otherwise and take every point ever earned from Gryffindor house.
Ron didn't really notice the difference in Harry's behaviour toward the end of the day, but Ron was still under the opinion that Seamus was straight and Hermione fancied Victor Krum. Hermione however was very perceptive, which was very annoying to Harry, as it seemed that she picked up on stuff before Harry himself did.
'Harry, you're acting a little strange; are you ok?' she asked.
Harry sighed, but he had known this was coming.
'I'm fine Hermione. Just had a weird night.' Was his carefully crafted answer.
'More nightmares mate?' recognized Ron.
'Yeah.' Said Harry craftily.
'Without being in your bed Harry?' inquired Hermione, raising an eyebrow.
'How did you-'
'Honestly Harry, Neville woke me up he was so worried. He said he woke up to go to the bathroom and you were gone. So I went into your dorm and found your cloak was gone, and I assumed you'd be back in the morning.'
Harry and Ron gaped at her.
'So what exactly happened last night then? Where were you?' asked Ron.
'Shevin.' Muttered Harry, blushing.
'Sorry Harry, I didn't quite hear that.' Said Hermione sweetly.
'Slytherin, ok? Now hurry up, we're going to be late for potions.'
Harry practically ran down the corridor to escape his two best friends and the looks on their faces. Even potions would be better than that.
A/N Sorry it's so short! I planned to write the potions lesson in with this chapter, but I've had so much going on that I just don't have time. But don't worry, at least I know vaguely what's going to happen in the next chapter.
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