"Dances with Snakes"
By Minagorishi
Hey, everybody! Hope you enjoyed chapter 1! I decided, since I haven't updated a blessed thing in a while, that I'd just post whatever I had finished for this fic. I've almost finished the next update for "Parents", as well, but I might not be able to put that up until next week. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: As you all may or may not have surmised at this point, this is a FAN fiction, meaning that a fan of the actual literary work was the one that wrote it, not the actual author. Therefore, it can further be surmised that I DO NOT own Harry Potter, or anything else, for that matter.
Warnings: As with most of my stories, this contains a male/male pairing. If you are uncomfortable with this, please do not complain to me when I write about two guys making out—it would be your fault if you didn't bother to read this disclaimer. Further, characters, upon occasion, will be slightly out of character. Again, if you complain, I will delete your review, as you will have had prior warning. Those who flame will also have their reviews deleted, as I do not appreciate them. If you are going to critique my writings, please do so in a proper manner. There is also quite a bit of Ron-bashing. You have been warned. Any warning hereafter shall be posted when they are thought of.
Summary: A mysterious Slytherin girl asks Harry to dance with her at the Halloween Ball that Dumbledore had decided to hold. While they dance, Harry is informed as to why the Slytherins REALLY keep their distance—and the results are life altering for the Golden trio, as well as one other...
Draco Malfoy made a disgusted noise at the back of his throat. The blonde aristocrat then proceeded to push his way out of the crowd, presumably back to the dance floor. No one, however, saw the boy leave the Great Hall altogether. Other than the Golden Losers, he was the only one to hear Harry's confession, and he ran to catch up with the other boy, who had thankfully slowed his pace to a meander on his way back to his Common Room. After all, it was quite un-Malfoy-ish to run after someone.
"Oi! Potter! Wait up!" Draco called. Harry spun around.
"What the bloody Hell do you want, Malfoy?" Harry's eyes were full of hurt and malice, which, Draco hoped, were aimed at Ronald Weasley.
"What you said back there. Was it true?" Harry's eyes widened in shock.
"You heard?"
"Yes. Was it true?" All the other boy could do was nod dumbly. Harry was in further shocked when lips were crushed onto his own. "Good. I nearly murdered Venom for doing that to you. Guess I've got to thank her, now." Draco made a face at the thought of having to thank someone, only pulling out of his reverie when he was once more pulled into a searing kiss.
It was this scene that Ronald Weasley exited the Great Hall to see.
"What the sodding—" The rest of Ron's sentence was cut off by a barrage of spells, ranging from "Silencio" to "petrificus totalus", and ending with both Harry and Draco sending strong "obliviate" curses simultaneously. When this was done, the two boys collapsed in laughter at their handiwork.
"Bloody hell! That was brilliant! We should work together to hex people more often, Harry." Harry's smile grew when he heard Draco use his first name.
"Do you think we should revive him so we don't get points off our houses?" Draco nodded in agreement, saying the appropriate counter-spells.
Ron revived and, to Harry and Draco's immense surprise, stuck his thumb into his mouth for a moment, looked around with wide eyes, and walked over to Draco.
"Excuse me, but have you seen my Mummy? I seem to have lost her. She was with my little sister, Gin-Gin." Ron turned and stared wide-eyed at Harry, who had collapsed onto the ground in a riotous fit of laughter. Draco was doing his best not to join him. Tilting his head to the side, Ron did the only other thing he could think of: he began wailing as loudly as he possibly could.
"MUMMY! GIN-GIN! I'M LOST AND THERE ARE TWO MEAN, CRAZY PEOPLE LAUGHING AT ME!" When Ron started screaming, Harry decided it was a good idea to fetch Ginny—Draco, not wanting to be left alone with a bawling Weasel, accompanied him.
"Gin!" Harry caught the youngest Weasley's attention as she moved about the dance floor with some boy or another. "Something's happened to Ron!" Ginny cursed quietly and followed the two boys out of the Great Hall. The sight that greeted her was not what she was expecting at all.
Poor Ron! This fic wasn't originally so mean to him, but this is just how it turned out. I have no problem with him, really. Hope you enjoyed!