(A/N: Everyone knows Slytherin is the House of Gender Confusion.)
Chapter 13: Draco Wears White Sox
It was Draco Malfoy's birthday, and so breakfast found this piece of evil spawn sitting at the Slytherin table, checking for owls every few seconds. And, sure enough, it wasn't long before two eagle owls came soaring towards him, both carrying packages. "Oh goody!" Draco exclaimed, and repressed the urge to skip around. The packages were dropped into his hands neatly, and the owls flew off again.
"Oh, Draco, whatever did you get?" Goyle said, hopping up and down in his seat with excitement.
"Patience, Gregory!" Crabbe said, slapping Goyle playfully on the shoulder. "Draco hasn't even opened them, have you, Draco dear?" Draco didn't answer because he was tearing the paper from his father's gift. Heart-shaped glitter fell from inside the pink paper unto the table. Just then, Blaise Zabini passed them. He shook his head in dismay.
"Pansies." he muttered under his breath, and walked on to join the manly side of the Slytherin table; where the girls were sitting. All the wrapping had been removed from Draco's present now, and it revealed… a pair of orange socks, bearing the legend: 'Daddy's Champion'.
"Again?" Crabbe said, disappointed.
"That's okay, I'll put them on the pile." Draco said.