-Two weeks before Third year-

"So you fancy anyone yet, Paris?" Constantine smirked at his friend from the sofa.

"No, Constantine. How many times do I have to tell you?" Paris shot back, annoyed.

The blonde laughed at his red headed friend, "You're always so touchy." Paris just continued to read his book, "Fine be like that. I'll just go home then." Constantine moved to the door looking back at his friend, "I'm serious." Paris turned the page of his book. "Please, Paris, you can't seriously not like anyone." Constantine was now sitting on his haunches next to his friend.

Paris looked down to his blonde friend, "I thought Malfoy's never beg."

"I'm not begging, I'm pleading, there's a difference." Constantine smirked.

Paris rolled his eyes, "Not by much." Paris got up and put his book back on the shelf, "And I seriously don't like anyone."

"Fine, I believe you." Constantine threw his hands in the air.

"Good," Paris smiled, "So what do you wanna do?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to have to be going home soon, though," Constantine sighed looking at his watch, "I have to go to my grandparents."

"I'm sorry," Paris grinned

"You have no idea, Grandfather is fine most of the time but sometimes he goes off on rampage about the silliest things." Constantine ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

"Like you being a Gryffindor?" Paris laughed.

"Oh yes, I'm shocked he even lets me into the house," the blonde rolled his eyes, "You would think he would lay off after almost three years."

"Well I don't know what to tell you." Paris sat where his friend was moments before.

"Eh, it doesn't matter. Father tells me not to listen to what he says half the time anyway," the blonde joined his friend, "Like about you."

"What about me?" The red head questioned with a confused look.

"Your 'blood being tainted'," Constantine mocked his grandfathers voice.

Paris rolled his eyes, "Oh please."

"Yeah I know, when he starts on about you, Father pinches my arm when I look like I might say something foolish." Constantine and Paris laughed. "I have to go." Constantine looked at his watch.

Paris walked his friend to the door, "Bye Constantine."

"Bye Paris," the blonde said pulling the red head into a hug, "See you later."

"See ya!" Paris smiled, closing the door after Constantine.

-

"Father, I'm home," Constantine shouted as he entered the house.

"Hasn't your father taught you any kind of decorum?" the cold voice of his grandfather met him in the sitting room.

"I thought we were going to your house grandfather." Constantine stood up straight, and spoke nicely.

"There was a change in plans, now go change and do something about your hair." Lucius ordered

"He doesn't have to do anything with his hair, Father," Draco spoke up as he entered the room, "Go change, Constantine."

"Yes, Father," the blonde boy bowed his head and went off to his room to change.

"You are far to easy on the boy, Draco," Lucius said shortly

"Oh and what would you have me do with him, keep him on an insanely short leash, and keep him in the house unless I'm going with him?" Draco tried to keep his anger in check. Narcissia looked up from the sofa at the two men in the middle of the room.

"You could just keep him in reach, andaway from certain people." The older blonde put special emphasis on the last word.

"You mean the Weasley boy, don't you?" Draco sighed, "I don't know why I have to listen to you rant about him."

"Why do you let him run about with that dirty blooded Weasley? Why not have him play with young Mr. Goyal, Miss Crabbe? You were friends with their parents, were you not?" Lucius asked evenly

"Yes, I was once, but I grew past them. They still think like they did in school." Draco explained plainly.

"Well if he was friends with those children then I wouldn't have the shame of my grandson being a Gryffindor!" Lucius shot angrily

"Well I guess he just didn't take after our side very much did he then, Father, and if he is such an embarrassment to you then I wont punish you any further. You can just get out of my house," Draco's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Nowdon't be so hasty, Draco. I'm sure that's not what your father meant," Narcissia got up moving quickly to her son's side, "Now is it Lucius?"

"No, of course not. I don't wish to miss out on my only grandson," Lucius sat quietly, agitation still evident on his face.

A few moments went by and Constantine appeared down stairs wearing dressy clothing, high collar white dress shirt not quite buttoned completely, with a dark green silk vest, and black dress pants.

"Much better Constantine, you are so handsome," Narcissia cooed over her grandson, "You look so much like your father." Narcissia gave a pointed look at Lucius.

-A few weeks later-

"Why can't they ever be on time?" Constantine sighed looking at his watch.

"I don't think they were ever on time when we were at school. I never saw them 'til they were on the train." Draco laughed a little.

"Were you friends with Paris' parents when you all went to school?" Constantine asked sitting in the bench.

Draco couldn't help but laugh, "Oh my God, no." That got a confused look out of the boy. Seeing this Draco corrected himself, "I mean we ran in different circles, to say the least."

"Oh, I see. Was it because you were a Slytherin?" Constantine leaned back watching the portal.

"That was part of it," Draco smiled sadly, "And I was slightly jealous of them." Now that confession got a stranger look out of his son, making him laugh again.

Soon after that Paris and Ophelia showed up with their parents, Constantine hugged his friend, "I think I need to get you a better alarm clock."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. I'm here, aren't I?" Paris grinned.

"Paris, now I want you to watch after your sister at school, alright?" Hermione told her son, hugging the boy.

"Yes, Mum," Paris nodded

"Be good, Ophelia, even though I know you will," Ron said hugging his little girl. Paris and Ophelia headed off to the train to get their trunks taken care off.

"All right now, go get on the train and get your seats." Draco stood up signaling to the train.

"Bye Father." The blonde boy hugged his father, and ran to catch up with his friends.

On the train, after a quarter of the way into the trip, Ophelia started to get anxious, "I want to go walk the train."

"Well then go walk the train," Paris said not looking a way form his book.

"Just try to stay clear of the Slytherins," Constantine smiled to the girl.

"Ok," with that the girl was gone.

Paris still was absorbed in his book, and Constantine was feeling ignored and bored. Now the task was to get Paris to put the book down. He leaned back, taking out a box of candy he had emptied earlier, and started to tare off bits and through them at the red headed boy. That got boring fast so he dug in his bag, and pulled out a quill. He moved across so he was now sitting next to Paris he leaned over holding the quill so the feather part was tickling his friend's ear. Paris just kept swatting it away, and turned the page, frowning Constantine put the quill behind his ear and leaned closer to his friend and took a breath. Just before he could blow into Paris' ear the boy turned and got his face in the air instead.

"What do you want Constantine?" Paris now paying full attention to his friend.

"Just bored, and you're ignoring me," Constantine shrugged, andleaned back putting his arms behind his head.

"Your about as bad as a 4-year-old, you know that?" Paris rolled his eyes, "So what do you want to do then?"

"I don't know. I was entertaining myself till you ruined my fun," the blonde smirked at the other boy causing Paris to laugh and shake his head.

-

When they got to Hogwarts they were separated form Ophelia, and didn't see her till they brought the new first years in. When she was sorted, the hat put her in Gryffindor, and she seemed very happy and relieved about it.

Soonit was time for their first Hogsmeade weekend, andConstantine was excited bouncing all over the place. Paris was happy cause his uncles had a shop in town, and he was hoping to see them. When they got to town, people were everywhere. The two made their way down to Honeydukes first thing, and bought far too much candy for just the two of them.

After Honeydukes, they headed down to Paris' uncles joke shop, but they had missed the twins. The two still bought a load of joke items, however. As they made their way back, it was getting to be three o'clock, so they went into the Three Broom Sticks to get a few butterbeers, when they got out, it was pushing on five. They still wanted to see the Shrieking Shack so they made that their final stop before going back to the school.

"It's kind of scary looking isn't it." Constantine held on to the fence looking at the house.

"Yeah, it is scary," Paris tried to keep his voice even, as he was only slightly nervous being out there.

The sun was going down, and it was getting cold. "Constantine, can we go soon?" Paris wrapped his arms around himself, feeling the cold bite at him.

The blonde grinned, "Yeah, we'll go. Wait! What was that?"

"What was what?" Paris whined.

"Shh," Constantine hushed, looking at the trees around them, then he relaxed, "I guess it was noth...what the hell is that!" Constantine screamed

Paris screamed, holding on to the blonde's arm tightly, burying his freckled face into Constantine's shoulder. Then Constantine started laughing, and Paris let go of his friend, his face now burning.

"You're a right ass, you know that?" Paris started walking away for the blonde.

"Paris, where are you going?" Constantine called after his friend, "Don't be mad! I'm sorry!" Constantine ran after his friend. "Paris, I really am," he grabbed Paris' arm, stopping the red head, "I didn't know it was going to freak you out that bad, I swear! If I did I wouldn't have done it."

Paris looked at Constantine, meeting the green eyes, "Don't you ever do that again."

"I swear," the blonde smiled and put his hand over his heart.

Paris laughed, "Now come on, I'm getting cold."

"Whatever you say," Constantine saluted, and followed after Paris.

All Paris could do was laugh and shake his head, as they walked back to Hogwarts

-

(A/N) well yes I know I haven't updated really frequently lately but I've just been off lately, but I'm rather happy with this chapter. So maybe I won't be as off, and I'll most likely have another chapter by Monday if my muse decides to beat me up side the head with a brick of inspiration. Lol well I hope you ppl are liking this chapter.

THANX JADE :D... better? lol

Sarahamanda- um im glad your liking it, and hope you liked this one too.

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Danish Pastry 28- its's fine if you can't review All the time, and im glad you are still reading this mess lol

Sexy3slytherin- LOL OMG I'm sure you wont see this, but still that is too funny you never read slash then why are you even bothering posting on this damn thing. And there are several ways of getting a dude pregnant have you never seen Junior :lol at a pregnant Arnold: tear anyway yeah and by the way you're only my second flamer the flames stock my slashy fires lol

Lady Lestat- wow you are so nice :gives a Constantine doll: and, I do have a sequel to this mess, "something that never should have happened," you can either read it before or after im done with this one I don't think it will matter either way. But you might like it if you haven't read it already.

Now as for Jade hummm she makes me review on hers but someone doesn't review on mine tisk tisk. LoL you'll pay oh yes you will pay.