Sorrysorrysorrysorry! I forgotten about ffnet for such a long time, and I have no net access for ages! But here it is!

Something you might find interesting: Alternative Malfoy happenings!

- Blow his head up
- Burn him
- Give him a Love Potion-spiked butterbeer
- Many others too crazy to list down...

(Blaisie's POV!)

'Malfoy?' I muttered again, unsure. This couldn't be Malfoy. Malfoy isn't the type of person to do anything like this. Malfoy is too much of an arrogant prick… err… jerk to do anything like this! This is ridiculous… This…

This is the best night of my life!

Then I found out why them girls were screaming, and running away from him. His skin colour turned scarlet on one side, and the other side was shining, after it turned into a gold sort of colour. All over him, in bold letters, were the phrases like "Gryffindor Supporter", or "I love you Gryffies!" or something of the sort. Unsurprisingly, there were no "Slytherin stinks" anywhere.

'My skin! My beautiful pale skin!' he wailed, trying to rub off the colours as if they were some sort of dirt. Of course, he failed miserably.

Suddenly, purple smokes appeared out of nowhere. People who were in range coughed after breathing the smokes in. Then there were extra coughing noises, as two silhouettes of people appeared.

'That was a little bit –cough– unsuccessful, George!' Fred Weasley stated.

'I have to –cough– agree, Fred!' his brother replied. 'The Weasley Brothers' Wonderful "Make-A-Big-Entrance" Smoke was supposed to be –cough– harmless!'

'Yeah… Oh, hello everyone, –cough– I expected all of you to be here!' Weasley (I'm not sure which one) announced, as he scanned around the Common Room, looking at shocked (some frightened) faces.

'Don't you reckon it's amusing?' the other one asked, but didn't wait for a reply. Then he coughed again. 'I knew it did!'

Let's just say this one is Weasley 1. Weasley 1 cleared his throat, and gained everyone's attention.

'Wizards and witches alike! This…' Weasley 2 started, then diverted everyone's attention towards Malfoy. 'This… is an excellent example of our newest product… and coincidentally, why you shouldn't drink beverages you didn't prepare yourself…'

A few people put their drinks on the tables just like Granger did previously with her fruit punch.

'It's wonderful, it's edible, and it's the…' Weasley 1 began, in a loud, enthusiastic advertising voice.

'Weasley Brothers' Temporary Wow-ness Skin SOLUTION! Permanent until it wears off!' Weasley 2 finished off, also in an advertising voice.

'…Or we're charitable enough to give you the antidote…' Weasley 2 added quietly, but loud enough for me to hear.

'Only FIVE MEASLY SICKLES for a bottle, enough to let the lucky victim stays colourful for a week!'

Malfoy screamed. Hey, lucky victim… did you notice that's an oxymoron?

'I'll have one!' I yelled absent-mindedly. Granger glared at me.

'What? A wizard needs his supplies as well, you know…' I lamely explained. Weasley 2 nodded in agreement, and Weasley 1 muttered "Yes", and "Of course!" at Granger. She hmph-ed all three of us, but she actually felt sorry for Malfoy.

'You know, that's not very nice, considering his tight upbringing…' she scolded me. 'You shouldn't be supporting them, pranking a Prefect!'

'Merlin, Hermione, you sound just like Percy!' Weasley 1 exclaimed, and his brother nodded again.

'Right again, my dear brother!' Weasley 2 added.

'Anyway, everyone in here loved the prank, didn't you folks?'

The crowd stayed quiet for a while, before a loud cheer erupted in the Common Room. Weasley 1 handed me two bottles and whispered 'Two for one for our first Solution customer!' Suddenly, a little first-year Slytherin came in.

'Quick! Professor Snape is walking this way!' he yelled repeatedly across the room.

'Who is he?' Granger asked to a Daphne Greengrass.

'I don't know, but he's keeping watch for teachers. Quick, hide in my dormitory!' she said, tugging Granger's arm.

'But what about err… Pansy? And Ginny?' Granger objected, and Greengrass rolled her eyes.

'Alright, we'll get them in the dormitory as well!' Greengrass said, only to find when she turned around that a group of Gryffindor seventh-year girls already got them.

'Never mind, just go!' Greengrass said, then ran with Granger.

'Blaise! Whatcha doing, come on!' Theo said, grabbing a certain colourful boy. 'If Snape knows we held a party, and turned Malfoy red and gold, he'll go nuts!'

Malfoy tried to get out of Theo's super-strong grip, and dob all of us in to Snape, that traitor (I meant Malfoy)! I helped Theo and grabbed Malfoy's other arm, securing him from escaping.

(Hermione's POV)

The Slytherin girl's dormitory wasn't so terrible. It didn't have a lot of snake engravings. Well, it did have snake engravings, but not all over the place. It wasn't all green either; and pet snakes weren't slithering around everywhere. In ways, it was similar to the Gryffindor dormitory. Well, kind of.

'So Hermione, how do you like our dormitory?' Daphne asked sweetly.

'It's supoooooib!' Pansy yelled, then hiccuped. Daphne looked at her with concern, and a slight tinge of disgust, then looked at me, with a forced smile.

'I think she meant "superb", Hermione. So, what do you think?' Daphne continued.

'It's certainly… uh… Slytherin…' I replied lamely, but Daphne seemed to have taken it as a compliment, and beamed.

'Thank you! We try our best to decorate the dungeons!' she cheered… uh… cheerfully.

'Where's Ginny?' I asked her.

'Oh, she's in the seventh-year girl's dormitory with those Gryffindor girls… poor girl, I knew Harold Dingle was up to something!'

'Yeah…' I continued, then Pansy fell off her bed, giggling crazily.

(Harry's POV)

I never thought of the day I'd be happy to be hiding, or even have a party in any of the Slytherin dormitories. I never even imagined myself coming here voluntarily.

This boy I just knew, Derek, was keeping watch in case it was our turn to be checked by Snape. Checked for any sign of Gryffindors, I mean.

'Hey, Harry. Wanna play a game of chess while we wait?' Theodore asked.

'Don't you need to guard Malfoy or something?' I asked, scratching my head in confusion.

He laughed, and then sneered. 'Blaise will be more than happy to take my place…' ('What!' Blaise yelled, disagreeing) 'Anyway, we don't need both hands to guard this worthless piece of sh…'

'Theo!' Blaise said, in a mothering voice, joking. Theodore rolled his eyes.

'You're talking! If the times you swore were Galleons, we'll be stinking rich!'

'Don't make comparisons with money Theo, you know I'm loaded!' Blaise continued to joke.

'Harry.' Theodore said to me with a straight face, serious.

'What?'

'Can you please stop calling me "Theodore"? It's too long, and it reminds me of my dad…' he replied, then shivered. 'So call me Theo, okay?'

'Right then…' I answered, then scratched my head again. It's either I'm extremely confused, or I have head lice… If I was to pick between the two of them, it would be a lose-lose situation.

'Why's Xerxes here? He's not in our year…' I asked.

'He's not in our year, yeah, but he's our fr–'

Suddenly there were loud footsteps, and Derek came in.

'Quick! Harry, Dean, Seamus, Ron ('Hmph!' he went)… Hide!' he yelled, then gasped for breath. 'Snape is about to inspect our dormitory!'

'Where's Neville?' Seamus asked. Derek shrugged, and told him just to hide.

'Just hide here…'

'No, I am NOT going to hide under Slytherin beds!' Ron refused straight away.

'Come on Ron, it's not like…' I started, but got cut off.

'Come on? What do you mean "come on"?' Derek and Theo looked at each other, then pulled out their wands.

'Petrificus Totalus!' they yelled together, and afterwards tucked Ron into a cupboard full of robes.

'No!' Malfoy yelled, then tried to break free from Blaise's grip.

'Relax Malfoy, he's not going to get dirt on your robes!'

'That's my cupboard Father gave me! Same goes for the robes!' he complained.

'Shut up, you spoiled brat. Hurry Harry, hide! The other two did already! Snape will go nuts, especially if he saw you!' Theo said.

I went under a bed, and stayed there. Theo squatted down, then muttered to me.

'Careful Harry, it's got Malfoy's slime on the bed!'

'I do NOT have slime! I am so telling Professor Snape that…'

'Petrificus Totalus!' Blaise continued.

'Wonder why we didn't think of that before…' Derek remarked.

'What are you boys doing?' I heard Snape ask.

'Oh, nothing much. Just discussing on how wonderful Potions is…' Blaise commented, but Snape didn't seem to catch the sarcasm. Or he wasn't paying attention, and was worried about Malfoy instead.

'That's wonderful. But what's with Mr. Malfoy over here?'

'He… uh… got hit by a wayward spell in the corridor… by a Ravenclaw boy…' Theo lied.

'With huge, big glasses!' Derek added.

'And freckles everywhere!' Theo continued, then eyed to thedirection Derek was standing.

'And he had a blue nose!' Derek challenged. Blaise made a perplexed face.

'His hair is bright purple, and spiky!' Theo said.

'That's enough details, boys, now… I heard some other voices here…' Snape interrogated silkily. That teacher is too observant for his own good…

'Oh, we were practicing our drama, Sir.' Theo lied assuringly.

'Yeah, and Theo here wanted to be the main character. In fact, we're practicing the famous Muggle play called Romeo and Juliet, and he wanted to be Juliet!' Derek said, then gave Theo a look that suggested "Ha! Right back at you!"

'That's not all, Professor!' Theo continued.

'It isn't?'

'Derek decided to be Romeo, you see, since he… wants to be more than just my friend, if you know what I mean, and couldn't resist taking the role!'

Derek gaped his mouth widely. Slytherins, even though they're nice to us now, they can't help to be sly. I think Theo suggested that Derek wasn't a heterosexual…

Snape looked a bit disgusted at the prospect of this, and decided to stop questioning us.

'Okay, that's enough boys, but you should go to sleep now, or else you'll be late for Potions tomorrow morning.'

'Oh, we wouldn't want that, Professor!' Blaise said, faking.

After a moment's silence, I crawled from under the bed, and saw Blaise maddened with laughter.

'Derek, I never knew you felt this way!' Theo said, in a girly voice.

'Thanks a lot Theo, now Snape thinks I'm gay. Some friend you are!' Derek said in a mock-angry voice.

'Aww… Does widdle Derek want to sit next to Theo in Potions tomorrow?' Blaise mocked.

(No one's POV)

It was the next morning, and those who drank glasses of the spiked fruit punch (for example, Lee Jordan) had hangovers, which Hermione got rid of (with the reason that she's a Prefect) with a simple spell. Meanwhile, Blaise, Theo, etc., etc. were walking towards the Potions class.

'Really, Theo, now Snape thinks I'm a pansy…' Derek complained. Pansy, who was walking nearby said, 'Excuse me?'

'Whoops, sorry Pansy, no offence meant…' he apologised.

Then a loud scream erupted. The group ran towards the source of the noise.

'WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME!' Blaise exclaimed.

(I'll leave it there for now, later till next chapter!)