Hmm okay folks this is the second last chapter! One more to go, which will for sure be up on the 25th, oh you may not believe me but it will!
Yup any how thanks again for all those who reviewed!
Disclaimer: Sadly there was no auction for Draco, (well not yet anyhow), and like always Harry Potter and none of the characters nor its ideas are mine, except for this sick twisted excuse for a plot line I made up...yup well here's the next chapter.
Chapter 11: Boy Wonder to the rescue!
Pansy stood by his side as he stared back at them, her eyes thin little slits as she stared angrily up at them. Harry and Ron stared back down at them; Ron's face was twisting in utter disgust, all the while Harry snickered from behind his hand.
Harry moved forward to the group at the landing, Ron suddenly realizing that the raven haired boy was taking action. "Hey hold on a minute Harry," he said trying to grab on to the boy's shoulder.
He glanced back over his shoulder, one eyebrow arched up, "What is it now?"
"Uh...it's just that...you...him..."
Harry shook his head, sighing deeply before going back to argument that once was. "Just get over it Ron. Hermione's accepted it, why can't you?"
The red head stood mouth open, as he turned away to the blonde at the bottom of the stairs. Draco looked away from the sparkling emerald eyes moving closer to where he stood, butt naked and red faced. He turned his around to look behind him to the girls; some of them taking after Pansy glaring up at the advancing Gryffindor.
"Ahem," he began, to one of the girl holding onto his bathrobe like it was going to fly away. They all looked over including Pansy. "Hand it over," he said making motion to the robe. The girl realized he was talking to her; she looked around at the others trying to avoid Pansy's menacing glower. Finally she looked back at Draco, seeing that he was ready to attack her; she held it out to him. But before he could take, a hand wrapped around his waist, smooth skin brushing against his bare back. Another arm reached out past his and grabbed the robe.
"What's wrong Draco? I think the magazine suits you," Harry's low voice whispered into the blonde's ear.
"Perhaps to you," he mumbled as Harry stretched the bath robe out in front of him with both hands on each side of him. He turned round to face the smirking boy holding him captive. He let go of the magazine; it hit the floor in front of them. Draco stretched his arms into the holes of the sleeves, sliding his them in with ease.
Harry stood before him, hands still holding onto the cotton material. He wore nothing but one of the matching towels wrapped around his waist; his dark hair was still damp but as wild as ever.
He was about to melt into the boys arms when Pansy's wretched voice broke the silence. "So what are you doing here Potter?" she managed to say through her teeth.
"Uh, well I was rescuing Draco here."
"And why would he need rescuing?"
"Yah Harry?" Ron suddenly appeared at Pansy's side, staring daggers at Draco. At some point standing at the top of the stairs Ron decided that he could not accept the couple's relationship and that what his friend was doing was still wrong. And so there he was standing arms crossed, and at the side of the one other person who actually agreed with him.
Pansy glanced in his direction before continuing to interrogate Harry, but the boy-who-lived interrupted her. He let go of the robe as Draco tied it together, and stepped in front of him facing Pansy, brows creasing.
"Well seeing as how when ever you're around him, you somehow try to molest him; I thought this would be a bloody good time to save him."
"You're a little late," Draco whispered from behind him.
"Shhh" he said looking over his shoulder.
"Honestly Potter, I think your jealous. Drakey actually likes me, not you."
"ARE YOU DAFT!?" Draco stepped out from behind Harry, lunging towards her neck. Harry grabbed onto the collar of the bathrobe pulling the blonde back from ripping off Pansy's face. "Let me go Harry!" he tried to hit the boy's arm that held him back, but was unsuccessful and stopped.
"See Harry," Ron spoke up pointing an accusing finger at Draco. "He's violent."
"Oh and you wouldn't be if someone was trying to sexually harass you?" Draco hissed at him.
"I wasn't talking to you Malfoy."
"Oh so were back to this topic eh Ron?"
"I never left this topic it was you who walked away! It isn't right! You two being together, your not suppose to be."
"Weasly's actually making sense for once," Pansy said agreeing with him. "Draco was supposed to be with me Potter, not you."
"I can be with who ever the hell I want to be with!" Draco stated standing up for himself.
"Your enemies!" Ron piped in picking up from where he left off.
"Bugger off!"
"People change!"
"Yah except for you Potter, you've just gotten worse!"
"What's that suppose to mean?!"
As the argument raged on, more and more students stopped to watch the four attack each other with insults. Draco was the first to notice the large crowd, then elbowing Harry in the side he too stopped, soon followed by Ron and Pansy.
"Can we help you?" Pansy snapped at them.
The new addition to there crowd drifted off to there original directions, in fear that the girl would somehow try to attack them all at once. Draco stepped towards the remaining girls that still held onto his belongings, he slowly gathered them, some of the girls not wanting to give up the treasured articles of Draco Malfoy.
Once all was returned to him, he turned around to the three and looked into those emerald eyes burning brightly with anger. "Come on Harry," he motioned for them to leave. "I've had enough of this."
Harry nodded, starting to follow the blonde, but grabbed onto his wrist and pulling him back into his embrace.
"Wait Draco," he whispered. Leaning close to the others lips, he gently pressed them against the blonde's. Draco pressing up against Harry's mouth as the kiss became more passionate. He let the others tongue slip inside his mouth, it exploring all that it could before battling with his own.
Harry pulled away slowly, gazing down into Draco's warm gray eyes; the little brown flecks twinkling up at him. "Come on, let's go," he purred into the blondes ear.
The Slytherin wrapped his hand around the Gryffindor's waist as the walked away, leaving everyone gaping at the scene that had just occurred.
"Disgusting," Pansy and Ron said together, once the couple was out of sight. They both looked at each other, glaring slightly, before going their separate ways.
Once Harry was back at his dorm, he found that he was alone, for everyone was at supper in the Great Hall. Finding this the perfect time to inspect the package he had received from Draco days earlier, he pulled it out from underneath his bed.
Harry's cheeks turned rosy at the thought of its contents. Standing up with the box in his hands, he walked into the bathroom, and closed the door, not wanting anyone to find him with it.
He placed the cardboard box on the counter, and pulled the flaps open. There on top of pink material was the note that once lay onto of the box. He picked it up and flipped it open.
"Quickly Potter! A troll is in the dungeons!
P.S. This is the part where you get up and leave."
Harry smirked to himself as he closed it and put it beside the box. Looking inside he, reached in and pulled out the shiny piece of metal, which was carefully shaped into a tiara.
"I had hoped he wasn't serious," he said to himself putting it down on top of the note. The next thing that he pulled out he pulled out slowly, holding onto its soft material. The pink dress unfolded dropping down to mere inches from the ground. Tiny dark pink flowers winked back at Harry, as he stared, still shocked at the sight of the gown.
Harry was suddenly brought back to reality when he heard a voice from outside the bathroom door, but it was too late for him to stuff the dress back inside the box. The door swung open and so Harry swung around holding the pink dress up as Ron stared at him, a little bit surprised.
There it is folks, the secret contents of the package that Harry got from Draco! Thanx Gab for reminding me about it!