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Chapter 2

DRUGS AND HEATED PASSION

(Draco's POV)

Finally a decent chamber. Those bloody dungeons. Well may be being Head Boy won't be that bad. Still, I have to see Mudblood everyday not to mention bloody Weasel and Scarhead. Who don't seem to have a life at all and will probably hang around my common room, sneaking their sodden noses in other people's business, 'cause then again the Dream Team does not have a life.

Oh yes, I almost forgot I'll be seeing a lot more of the she-Weasel, because she can't seem to find some decent friends of her own so she has to stick to her brother's. Honestly, could you get more pathetic? But it won't be too hideous; after all she has grown some sexy curves. Real sexy. How could Scarhead let that one go by? I guess his stupidity is far more enormous than what we all thought.

Wait. Come again? The she-Weasel sexy? I'm losing my marbles. The she-Weasel, man that's gross. She's a muggle lover/blood traitor, pathetic beyond belief, who nobody in their right mind would be with. Maybe not the last bit, since her body is definitely desirable.

Bloody hell, I must be on something to be wasting my precious time thinking about the she-Weasel.

Now that I come to think of it, Zabini did hand me my drink. And knowing Zabini, he has drugged me or something. Yes that's exactly what's happening.

(GINNY'S POV)

It wasn't her day. For starters, she had potions first thing in the morning and that couldn't be good, well at least it wasn't Snape… Her blood started boiling, Snape. He had betrayed them all! So then you could see it wasn't going to be her day. She messed up her potion in class. GINNY WEASLEY had messed up a simple Draughts of Peace. Afterwards in charms she had failed to do locomotors charm.

So she decided to avoid any further disaster and went to Hermione's common room where she could rest a bit, plus she knew the password and the Heads dorms were extremely cool, hahaha she was so clever… she amazed herself sometimes…hahaha. She reached the door.

"Hogwarts, a history" she said it very silently, she didn't want anyone to listen, she closed the door behind her quietly but she had no preparation for the sight that welcomed her…

In the couch lay Hermione in her bra (black and with lace, if you need help with the mental image) and school skirt, all sweaty with her hair all messed up, bushier than usual( if that was possible) pressing herself to her half naked brother who had his hair all over, his cheeks flushed and was snogging Hermione fiercely in an almost grotesque manner, Oh –she thought- I didn't think my brother had it in him, apparently ha does but what surprised her the most were his hands; One was on Hermione's belly moving upwards and the other one was working hard to open the clasp of Hermione's bra, all this while his mouth was still in Hermione's. On regular conditions Ginny would have thought -Oh the boy has skills!- This however weren't regular conditions, I mean this was her brother after all. Given these reasons it seemed completely appropriate and not at all childish to scream at the top of her lungs:

"Oh gross, Ronald" okay maybe a bit childish but it was the first thing out of her mouth when she opened it. She must have screamed very loud for Malfoy came from his room like he had just wake up in his boxer shorts (Jeez, why's everyone in their underwear, shall I take my clothes off, to fit in? wondered Ginny and why had everyone decided to skip class today?)

God was Malfoy always that hot, I mean he was built, all his muscles were well toned and defined…He was rather tall about 6'2 and his hair blond fell to his eyes very sexily, he smirked - Could that be sexy too?-thought Ginny

"Getting some action, Weasel?"

"I'm gonna kill you!" said Ron turning a deep crimson but not redder than Hermione who was covering her chest with her arms

"Oh, no need to cover yourself, I have gotten an eyeful already…who would've thought mudbloods…could be so, how to say this, voluptuous…"

Ron was making little angry sounds, maybe too angry to even mouth something; Malfoy ignored this and continued his speech.

"I wonder if they feel the same as pureblood boobs do? Or if they taste ..."

That was a bit too much for Ron for he yelled.

"You are never going to feel them, asshole" said Ron trembling with rage, actually trembling with rage "You don't even get to touch her AT ALL, hear me?

With this he performed a jelly legs curse on him got dressed pulled Hermione by the hand to go with him

Hermione said "Ron, you DO know I am on my bra and skirt?" this infuriate even harder Ron if even possible and he stormed out of the room he didn't even noticed Malfoy had put on the counter curse ages ago…. Oh yeah this was SO not her day!

(Draco's POV)

Who would've thought Mudblood actually had breasts or what's even more surprising, that they were nice? And what were they doing on my couch anyway? I'll have to tell the house elves to detoxify that thing if I ever want to sit on it again!

Besides the grossness of the image, there must be stated that Weasel is certainly lacking skills on the matter. I hope that's not genetic, 'cause I would really enjoy having the she-Weasel pressed closely to me, just wearing a sexy black bra.

NO! I must stop these thoughts. Bloody Zabini.

Now returning to the previous scheme, where Weasel suggested I'd like to shag bloody Mudblood. I was merely wondering for Merlin's sake!

So Weasel has apparently disappeared from the picture and I've been left with a half naked woman and a dashing red head. (Bullocks, Zabini, you're going down, mark my words!) A red head, who happens to be staring at me because I'm such a good looking sexy bloke wearing just my boxers.

Ha! I can see why she's so shocked; no woman could ever resist my charms. "What she-Weasel? Enjoying yourself with the view, I presume" I said in a very cocky tone. The she-Weasel now starts making some competition with Mudblood on who can get the more scarlet. I believe the she-Weasel is beating up Mudblood, with ease and rapidity

"Keep dreaming Malfoy"

"So besides growing some nice breasts, you've also managed to develop a backbone she-Weasel? I guess the summer has done wonders with you, or maybe it was the fact that you realized Pothead does not fancy and you've finally decided to move on!"

"Bastard" the she-Weasel yells at the top of her lungs and decides to follow her brother's example.

"Get dressed for Merlin's sake! As much as I have amused myself with the scene, I can't take for much longer the very wrongly misplaced hickeys all over your body" I decide to inform Mudblood, seeing as she has no intentions to put her clothes on.

"You're half naked too!" she says in an accusatory voice. I raise a perfect eyebrow as the realization, that the she-Weasel wasn't the only one enjoying the view, hits me.

"The she-Weasel wasn't the only one enjoying the view! Please Mudblood don't you have a boyfriend to stare at? Oh I know! The Weasel doesn't have my body. But then no one does…Well I'm sorry to tell you, Mudblood, but I'm going out, so you won't be seeing more of this for today" and before she can answer, I disappear behind my dorm's door.

I have some business to attend with a certain Mr. Zabini, who's about to be murdered.

"You did WHAT! Are you bloody insane Zabini!" I inquire the jackass who's stupidity may kill us one of these days.

"It was all in good intentions! You would understand if you had bloody Parkinson asking you about a zillion times a day, why won't your best mate like her! Believe me I have tried to tell the sodden girl you just don't go for down right idiots who can't even give a good shag and are annoying beyond the expression. But Parkinson's really got a thick head. She insisted so much that I got too desperate. So I did as any man would've done. I decided to make you get an interest on the girl. Therefore I jinxed your drink so the first girl you saw you'd get an interest in. Unfortunately Parkinson can't even be the first you saw. Instead you saw the she-Weasel. See? It's not my fault at all." Zabini explained himself.

I truly believe that's the longest speech without a pause I've ever heard. But that's not the point. The point is Zabini actually dared to jinx me. And now I'll have to live with thoughts about the she-Weasel for Merlin's know how long.

"Of course is not your fault Zabini. It's your parents' fault for conceiving such an asshole of a son and not killing him as soon as they noticed. Or maybe they are just as blind and deaf" I snap.

"Hey don't you have a go at my mother. You can insult the moron I have for a father"

"I presume, then, it's a fault on one chromosome, that only affects the male population."

"A chromowhat!" Zabini asked in awe.

"Chromosome you jackass" I hate it when people lack culture, for I know so much myself. See? I'm just too perfect. I'm incredibly good looking, sexy and intelligent. Therefore the she-Weasel can't reject me. Fuck!

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