Okay no one believe what I say for dates anymore...uh yah, well at least it wasn't as bad as the last one!

All I have to say for this chapter is, poor Draco.

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Yup so the only thing that does belong to me is my crazy ideas.

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Chapter 10: Big Bang Baby

"I don't know what you see in him," Ron said his back to the brunette. He turned the knob for the showers to the right and pulled it out; the cool water running through his red hair and down his freckled face.

"So I take it, that it didn't go well with Hermione," Harry said irritated. Harry had wrapped the towel around his waist and stood two showers down from Ron. Hands on his hips and brows creased in annoyance of Ron's choice of topic, Harry stared up at the shower head above him.

"And I take it that you don't have the fondest idea what it is that you actually see in him," Ron snapped back.

"Well you know Ron; as a matter of fact, he's just got this great ass," Harry said smirking as Ron stuck his head out of the water; his eyes flew open as Harry finished. Ron considered this aspect for a moment before quickly shaking his head, eyes wide.

"Harry!"

Harry snickered to himself, as Ron gawked at him. Taking hold of the corner of the towel, Harry slowly pulled it off; his eyes glancing towards the red head. Ron's head quickly snapped back towards the wall, finishing with the towel he threw it onto the bench behind him.

Harry repeated the same process as Ron. He stood there under the shower for a few minutes; letting the water flow over his body, until he noticed that Ron had been talking to him. He stuck his head out to hear the aggravated carrot top.

"What were you saying?" he said squinting at the blur that was Ron.

"I was saying," Ron slammed his palm into the shower knob, the water stopping abruptly. "Your fucking nut wit for letting Malfoy do this to you!"

Harry stepped out of the water his brows creased in the centre as he stared at the other boy in front of him. Ron's ears were as red as his hair; his mouth set in a strait line as he stared furiously at Harry.

"Draco isn't doing anything." Harry said stepping towards the red head.

"Oh, so you don't think that this another one of his shams?" he snapped back standing his ground.

"No I don't."

Harry turned off the water to his shower and grabbed his towel off the bench. He quickly dried himself off, his back to Ron.

"You don't know-"

"I don't know what! What type of person he is?" Harry swung around to face him, his hands tying the towel to his waist. "He's not the same person he used to be. People change."

Harry moved past Ron to the door, pushing it open he paused. He shook his head before walking through the door way, leaving Ron standing mouth hanging open.

Draco groaned as he curled in a ball of pain. The hand that was on his ankle was gone. Instead its owner stood towering over the poor wreck that was Draco Malfoy, which lay on the floor, naked to the peering eyes around him.

Draco felt violated.

"And what is this suppose to be?" he could hear Pansy ask and then, oh no, the pages of a magazine being flipped open. There was a little gasp from the female above him. "It's a porn magazine, with females!"

There was an awkward silence as he felt the girl stare in glee down at him. "Oh Drakey! You're not gay after all!"

"You know Pansy he could be bi," one of the girls pointed out.

"Shut up your ruining the moment!" Pansy hissed at her. Draco knew what was to come after this statement. Pansy dove towards him, and he scramble to make it onto his feet. She hit the floor with a thud as he managed to keep his balance while quickly covering himself.

Draco stared down at her as she sat up on her feet; glaring up at him, the magazine crumpling under her grip. "No fun," she grumbled at him.

"You're sick," he uttered under his breath. "That," he said pointing down at the roll of paper in her hands. "Isn't mine."

Pansy's mouth dropped open. "What?" she said opening as if it would reassure her. "It has to be!"

"Well it isn't. It's Weasly's."

"Ron Weasly?"

"Who else."

Pansy let go of the magazine in a second. "Eww!" She pushed it away from herself with one finger. Draco crouched down slowly and grabbed it away from her, covering himself with it. Pansy scowled at him.

"Can I have my bathrobe at least?" he asked the others rather than her. There came no response from the group of girls, instead they only looked past him their mouths open.

"Mr. Malfoy, what is the meaning of this?" came the cold drawl of a deep voice.

Draco's face turned pale at the question. His legs seemed to be frozen in the spot that he stood. Pansy smirked up at him from down on the floor. Turning around slowly, Draco stood under the cold glare of Professor Snape.

"Uh...sir..." was the only response that he could manage; his cheeks and ears turning bight red, as he stood with his back to the girls. He could hear them whispering behind him, a couple of them complimenting his great ass.

"He really does have a nice ass," he heard one of them say.

"Professor, I can explain," he stated Harry's famous introduction to an excuse; he then suddenly noticed Snape's cheeks were slightly pink as he glowered down at him.

"Oh god," he thought to himself. "Why can't these people just leave me alone?"

"Mr. Malfoy, just tripped down the stairs on his way back from the showers. That's all that happened, Professor." Pansy stood up, moving dangerously close behind him. "Isn't that right Drakey?"

"Is this true Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes sir."

"Very well. Be much more careful next time, wouldn't want to loose such a good student from a clumsy mistake."

Snape slid past him and the group, Draco could feel his eyes watching him before he turned away to exit the area.

Draco could gag at any given moment, but something stopped him; it was the sound of two voices arguing back and forth, growing quickly louder, until they stopped at the top of the stairs. With his back to the stairs Draco let out a long sigh, before turning to face Harry and Ron.