THIS CHAPTER IS RATED R. YOU CAN SKIP IT WITHOUT MISSING ANYTHING. PLEASE DO IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO.

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Earelen: Thanks for the comment on the skrewts. I had no idea, I'll mention that! Ron can't really like Drea yet, because he doesn't really know her, but he does find her quite attractive. More may come, but it's difficult to say. Personally, I think it would be quite interesting if Drea falls for Charlie during the Triwizard Tourny, but we'll just have to see. Hermoine does end up in a catfight, but not over who you think. Glad you liked her line to Draco.

Okay, now on to review number two! I'm glad that you liked Draco thinking of Candra as a Mudblood. I figured that, despite his loyalty to his own house, he would still put blood above it all. Glad that you didn't find Snape's 13 steps too OOC. I debated on whether to leave it in or not, but decided that it's not really like it's important to the story, more a touch of bizarreness to Sev's character, which I find quite humorous.

For the record, I don't really approve of swearing and stuff, but this chapter required a bit of that. It also contains several sexual references, and is rated R. If that sort of stuff offends you, you can skip this chapter. At the beginning of the next one, I'll do a recap, but you honestly aren't missing anything but a bit of sick humor.

Chapter Six - Pitching a Tent

Drea awoke disturbed. She had just had a dream, in which three people were fighting, only over what she couldn't remember. She could only remember that she was somehow a part of it, although she had been floating over the whole thing. She quickly brushed it off, not daring to try to make sense of it, and went about her normal morning routine.

She walked into the Great Hall, carrying her books for the morning (Runes and Herbology). She was surprised to see Draco sitting at the Slytherin table without his two personal bodyguards. Instead, he was sitting with Blaise. Drea decided to be bold and sit with them.

She took the seat to the right of Draco, giving her a full frontal of Blaise. Yummy, she thought to herself.

"Phwoah," muttered Blaise to himself. Drea wasn't sure what that meant, but she hoped that it was something good. He was now looking her up and down. Drea noticed that she was doing the same to him and busied herself with a piece of toast.

"Don't pitch a tent over it," replied Draco, glaring at Blaise. Drea had no idea what they were talking about it and ignored the comment.

"Sleep well, Draco?" she asked pleasantly, wishing that she could think of something more interesting to say. She glanced at Blaise, who raised an eyebrow.

"Not so much," he answered. "And you?"

"I had a strange dream, but the sleep itself was fine." She hoped that she didn't sound as stupid as she felt, but Blaise had not dropped his gaze from her and she was feeling quite self-conscious. "Do you think you could help me find my Runes class? I'm not sure where it is and -"

"Drea!" called a familiar voice. She looked up to see Xander waving to her from the other end of the table. She silently cursed, then quickly said, "I've got to go. See you in Herbology."

Drea picked up her books and walked calmly over to where Xander was sitting with Chase.

"So what's going on with you and Draco?" Chase asked.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" she said sincerely.

"He never calls anyone by their first name, except for Pansy, and everyone knows that he only does that because she threatened to beat him up if he didn't."

"I never knew any different. Do you guys know where Runes is?" she asked changing the subject.

"What a piece o' skirt," Blaise commented, watching Drea walk away.

"Shove it," replied Draco.

"I'm putting that in my wank-bank," said Blaise, ignoring Draco. At least, Draco thought that he was ignoring him. In truth, Blaise continued mostly to annoy Draco. Blaise did find her quite attractive himself, but Draco had just admitted to liking the girl, and Blaise liked to bother him about girls.

"Naff off."

"That's worth a squirt, that's for sure."

"You don't even know her," said Draco, thoroughly annoyed. He knew that Blaise quite often did this just to bother him, but this time he looked genuinely interested.

"So? I bet I could pull her before you could," answered Blaise, quite full of himself.

"Could not," said Draco defiantly, narrowing his eyebrows. He was normally quite fond of Blaise, but he could be a real jerk-off sometimes.

"Prove it."

"You're so jumped up on yourself. You're like a dog with two dicks!" Draco said angrily before standing up and leaving the Great Hall for Divination.

"I was just fooling around," said Blaise to himself, upset that he had made his only real friend so mad.

Drea watched Draco storm out of the Great Hall, then turned back to her friends. Summoning her courage, Drea finally asked the question that had been on her mind.

"What does 'pitch a tent' mean? I mean, I know what a tent is and stuff, but what else does it mean?"

Chase and Xander began to laugh so hard that they almost fell off of the bench. They received a very scornful look from Professor Snape, which in itself calmed them down.

"Use it in context," tried Chase, eager to find out what the person had said to make Drea wonder.

"Draco said, 'Don't pitch a tent over it,' to Blaise."

This brought on a new fit of laughter from the two. When Xander finally caught his breath, he answered, "It means 'Don't get an erection over it," then burst into laughter again.

Drea blushed from embarrassment, suddenly realizing what, or in this case, who, Blaise was talking about when he had said 'Phwoah'. He had been talking about her. She assumed, correctly, that it was some sort of British expression similar to 'Daaaaaaaaamn'.

"Why did he say that?" asked Chase.

"I don't know!" said Drea angrily, furrowing her brow. She did know, but was too embarrassed to talk about it.

"He was checking you out, wasn't he?" exclaimed Xander.

"How should I know!?" answered Drea.

"He was! I know because I caught him. That's why I called you over. Blaise is well known for being a player, and I didn't want him harassing you too much," Xander said seriously. "What else did he say to you?"

"I didn't hear anything else. I had to leave because you called me. Thanks though."

"Not a problem. You'd do best to stay away from him, unless you want to be used."

"Alright. Anyway, I've got to go find my class. See you guys later."

"Bye," they both said.

Drea walked quickly from the Great Hall, careful not to look back. She wasn't sure whether she should be flattered or insulted by the way that Blaise had acted. She was glad that she hadn't caught on while he was there.

You can review if you like, but really, the next chapter is just the other part of this one, so don't feel obliged or anything. I personally found this chapter hilarious, but if it offended you or whatever, I'm sorry. Really, I am, and I hope that I didn't lose any readers over it!