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Note: Merry Christmas, from The Deviant, Harry, and Crossdresser!Draco - Oh, and for those wondering why Draco hates Ginny so much, you'll just have to be patient. Don't worry, it's coming -

Beads and Lace

By: The Deviant

Chapter Three

Part Two

Draco was practically floating on air! He was surprised at how well the day went. Not only did he gain Harry's…well, trust, for lack of a better term, but he had managed to single handedly throw such a happy relation into the hell known as 'rumors'. Draco knew for a fact that there was no way in hell Harry would tell Ginny where he'd been yesterday, or where he'd be going for the next few days, not after how she had reacted the day before. The blonde was shaking with laughter now.

"I just can't believe it!" he twittered.

"Believe what?" a low voice asked from behind him. Draco visibly jumped, his heart skipping a beat as he whipped around and came face to face with Harry Potter himself. The raven-haired boy stepped closer to him, a predatorily look on his face. "Tell me, Draco? What can't you believe?"

"I-I can't believe…that we're almost done with the project! It's just…bananas!"

"Bananas?" Draco nodded, biting back a chuckle at the confused look on his partner's face. Harry just shook his head before sitting down on the bed and taking out a notebook. "So, we're really almost done? In just one day?" Harry asked, jotting something down in his notebook. Draco shrugged before plopping down on the mattress next to him.

"Well, maybe not almost done, but we're close to being almost done." Harry looked at him, confused, before he rose to his feet and pushed Draco back onto the mattress.

"Okay, Draco, you're obviously drunk. I'm just going to let you lay down and-"

"Harry, I'm not drunk!" the blonde laughed, took hold of Harry's wrist, and began to struggle. Harry didn't speak as he tried to keep his mind on something other than the way the blonde was writhing and arching beneath him. "Harry, let go! I'm fine!" Harry shook his head and released the blonde.

"Okay, but I swear if you start babbling about pink elephants and little Christina Aguilera monsters, I'm tying you to the bed."

"Kinky, Potter." Draco smirked. Harry blushed a deep crimson before returning to his notes. There was a long bout of silence between the two, with Harry writing and Draco just watching. "Harry, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"This probably isn't any of my business, but what, exactly, do you see in Ginny Weasley?" Harry glanced at Draco, not entirely sure what he was getting at. "I mean, it's just that she doesn't really seem like the type of person that can really…you know…"

"Make me happy?"

"Yeah! I mean…don't get me wrong, she's a sweet girl, it's just that she seems to put her reputation before her feelings…"

"You know, I'm not even going to pretend I know what you're talking about, but Ginny is a sweet person. She's kind, considerate, understanding-"

"Harry, if she's so understanding, let me ask you this. Does she know exactly where you are right now? Does she know that your sitting in the same room, the same bed as her arch enemy?" Draco asked, his silver eyes narrowing. Harry just shook his head, unable to speak due to the lump forming in his throat. He barely noticed the blond pick up the phone that was laying on the bedside table.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, if Ginny's so understanding, what would it hurt if I called her to let her know that her boyfriend's here." In one swift motion, the phone was snatched out of the blonde's hand. Wide silver eyes stared up at the raven haired young man, who was currently standing and gripping the phone. "What are you doing?"

"You're not telling her…I don't care how you feel about her, you're not telling her that I'm here with you."

"Why?" Harry just tore his eyes away from Draco. "Well? If she's so understanding, if she loves you sooo much, why can't she know you're here?"

"You wouldn't understand-"

"You're right, I wouldn't. I don't! Why are you hiding from her? What are you so afraid of?" Draco was now standing, his hands tightly fisted.

"I'm not afraid of her, or anything else!"

"Then why?"

"Because! You really want to know why? Because I know that she's going to whine and bitch and moan, all until she gets just what the hell she wants! And you know what? I'm glad I'm here, because if I weren't, I'd be there, either fucking her brains out or listening to her whine. All while wishing I were somewhere else!" He was silently seething now, facing away from the blonde.

"Why don't you just leave her, then?" Draco asked, stepping closer to Harry and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"It's not that simple. I just can't come out of no where and say 'I think we should see other people'. That, and her brother's my best friend. If I break up with her and Ron takes it the wrong way-"

"If Ron takes it the wrong way, then he's obviously not concerned with your well being, and therefore shouldn't be considered your best friend." Harry just looked at him, confused. "What? You really think I haven't been to a guidance councilor or two?"

"Yeah, well... Anyway, thanks for trying to help, Draco, but I think this is something I should try to ride out on my own. " he paused for a moment. "By the way, why are you so interested in my relationship anyway?" Draco just smiled before he eased up and gave Harry a small peck on the lips.

"Let's just say that I care, Harry. I really do." With that, he turned and plopped back down on the mattress.

Again, not a long chapter, but hopefully it's good. Don't forget to review -