Title: Harry Potter "The Boy Who Lived Clueless"

Author: Darth Sakura

Disclaimer: like everyone else, I do not own the characters and also I don't ear money from this.¬¬ anything alright? Just the fun of writing it

Note: please! Review! I hope that you understand it. It is a little hard to clarify but I hope that is comprehensible anyway.

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Chapter Two

Meet Me under the Mistletoe

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"Two points from Gryffindor."

"But! Profesor Snape-!"

"FOR talking to the other students Mr. Weasley while I was teaching the potion that we are going to prepare today."

"But I wasn't talking!"

Whisper "Psss... Ron Cut.It.Out!"

"Oh? Really? Well, do tell me Mr. Weasley, what potion was I explaining just five minutes ago..."

Murmur. "Oh damn."

Another murmur. "Harry!"

"Oh... Well... The-the... The polyjuice potion?"

"Is that a question or an answer?"

"An-an answer?"

"Mmm," Silence then footsteps. "That's right; we are going to learn about the polyjuice potion, who knows what does it do?

"!" (1)

Sarcasm. "Anyone?"

"!"

"Oh? How strange for us to see you raising your hand Mr. Potter. Well, share with us your vast knowledge, what does this potion do?

Nervous voice. "It allows you to transform into somebody else when you add his hair, or nail or something into it."

"... That's right. When adding the DNA of someone to the componets of the polyjuice potions will you get...-"

A sight. Mumble voice, "That was close!"

Forced but quiet whispering. "Was? WAS? You almost get yourself into detention Ron!"

Sarcasm. "I'm so sorry Professor Granger. I promise it won't happen again."

"You never take things seriously Ronald Weasley!" Silence.

"Uh oh."

"Now you have done it Ron."

"Yeah... she said my entire name. Now I'm real trouble." Suffering sight.

"Well, at least your partner isn't ignoring you..."

A laugh. "Yeah... Tough luck you have Harry, always ending up paired with the ferret. Sheesh... Now, this is a time when I'm very happy not being you."

"... Thank you..."

"No seriously, look at him! He is a total git! A spoiled brat that loves to brag his pure blood and his money! Having to do every single potion with him? Bloody hell..."

Low whisper. "Well... I don't mind."

"Huh? What? You said something?"

"No, nothing."

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"But-but Drake! We don't go out anymore!"

"Of course Pansy. We never did," low whisper. "Thanks Merlin for that." Normal whisper. "And never will! ... And I told you not to call me that!"

"What are you talking about? We have been a couple ever since fourth year!"

"No we haven't! Are you out of your mind?"

"..."

"Don't answer that..." Slow breathing. "Pansy... We were never a couple! I just asked you to the Yule Ball once. Just once."

"Once is enough for me."

"Unfortunately I can see that... Well then, deal with that once and leave me the hell alone."

"Oh but Drake!"

A sigh. "I have told you a million times to not call me names... Especially that one!" Another long sigh. "... What are you looking at Scarhead?"

"Nothing!"

"Drake! Let's go to Honedukes this weak end! It would be fabulous!"

"No..."

"Oh? Are you busy? Mmm... How about tomorrow at the lake?

"No."

"The Astronomy Tower tonight?"

"No."

"Then when?"

"How about never? Is never good for you?"

"Draco!"

"Miss Parkinson! Please do not talk in my class."

"... Yes Professor Snape."

A sigh. "I own Serverus one. A BIG one."

Whispered voice. "She never gives up, does she?"

A jumping sound. "Potter!" Undertone. "Don't scare me like that!"

Giggles. "Sorry."

"Never mind... But yeah, you are right. She never gives up, regrettably."

"Well, if I was her, I would be doing the same you know?"

"Getting sentimental?"

Pouting sound. "No." The bell rings followed by a lot of hurried footsteps.

A pair of footsteps stop. "What the... What's this? Mmm... It seems that Potter-"

Stomping footsteps appear. "I just know it. He obviously hates me more than Harry. How could he?

"What's the matter Ginny? What happened?"

"Oh! Draco, I didn't see you there... Is nothing... It's just that in the morning, just before class, Professor Snape put me in another detention for walking in corridors that I shouldn't."

"And what exactly corridors you where in?"

Nervous voice. "Err... Near the Slytherin Common Room?"

"I see..."

"But that's not why I am mad. What I'm complaining about is that he will make me polish all the cauldrons, and I know he will stand in the room watching me until I'm done."

Teasing voice. "Maybe he likes watching you."

Gagging. " EW! Malfoy! How can you- Is just so wro- Just-just... EW!"

Laughing. "Well, you want an advice?"

"Anything!"

"Talk to him throughout the detention, but not just any topic. Something. Anything related to Gilderoy Lockhart, and I promise that he will let you go in just two hours."

"Wow! Thanks Malfoy!" Silence. "What is that?"

"Oh! It seems that is a note from Harry. I haven't read it yet."

"... Then? What are you waiting for!"

"Okay! Okay! Hold your weasels." Snickers.

"Ha. Ha. It's not funny."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"?"

"..."

"... So? What does it say?"

"I don't get it."

"What? Tell me what it says."

"Meet me under the mistletoe... H."

"... Well that's from Harry obviously. I think that is very clear the message."

"What? A mistletoe? What mistletoe? It's not even Christmas! We are in the middle of October for Merlin sake!"

"Mmm... Well... He obviously took it from a book or something."

"Harry. Harry. Harry... What I'm going to do with you?" Footsteps fading away.

To Be Continued...

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(1) I put this note here to say that is obviously Hermione raising her hand to answer the question, if you didn't get it. XP