Disclaimer: (starts singing) I don't own, a single thing here, but the plot, and the charries, and the Silver Mist, those are mine. It's electrifyin'! (sung to One that I Want from Grease.)
Warnings: There once was a man in Peru, who lived inside of a zoo. This story has slash, now ain't that a bash? If you don't like it, screw you!
A/N: It has occurred to me that I'm avoiding the party scene. Well here you go. Also, anything written in the journal is in italics. It's just like my usual way of speech, but instead of a new paragraph, there will be a - to show a new person is writing.
Chapter 7: Discussion Time!
Harry was a nervous wreck. He was desperately afraid of what Hermione would do, say, or... cast. Swallowing, he remembered that she was still underage. Not that that made a difference due to his Godfathers' present, but hey, whatever makes him feel better. As a way to relax, he decided to try out the journal to talk to Ron. He went to his room and grabbed the jounal, his quill, and his favourite sparkly jade ink. He was pleased to see that the paper inside was black. He layed on his bed, and started to write.
To Ron:
So you're okay with Draco and me? I have to say mate, I thought it would be reversed with you and Hermione…
He waited for a response, and felt a slight warmth in his fingers, a sign that he had a new message.
Ya, mate, surprised myself to be quite honest. Hermione is normally the more accepting one in our relationship… Well, after the whole Cho thing, well she was a git anyway. I've been trying to get her calm, but she's mighty pissed off.
Harry smiled weakly, and started to reply.
Well, my being gay wasn't caused by Cho… But that was when I realized. Does that make any sense?
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No, not really. But I get what you're saying. As for Hermione, I think it's more the fact that it's the ferret more than anything else. She thinks that by dating him you're agreeing with his standpoints. Which is bloody insane. I may not like Malfoy, but that doesn't mean anything now after what Dumbledore told us.
Harry read this quickly, wondering about what exactly the headmaster had said…
Hey Ron, about that, what DID he say?
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O, the usual gibberish. 'It was meant to be,' and 'Love works in mysterious ways,' and what not. He said that Malfoy had some life changing experience or something. Trying to think we know a lot when we really know shit. As always. You know how that is. He told us that you would explain everything eventually. Is eventually now?
The brunette grinned, and spent the rest of the morning explaining to Ron what had happened over the past few days.
--Meanwhile—
Draco had also decided to try out the journals. He took out his silver ink, and was equally pleased to see the journal paper was black.
To Pansy, Blaise, and TheoHey guys, you there?
Draco waited for a reply.
Ya, we are all at Blaise's hidden clubhouse. Hiding out, of course.
Draco smirked, he clubhouse, or the Dungeon as they called it, was amazing. Blaise's mother had built it for him when he was little. It had everything a normal house would have. A kitchen with a stove, fridge, among other muggle appliances, a living room, a dining room, a bathroom, etc. There were also four bedrooms, one for each member of the quartet. They even called themselves the Silver Wave, for laughs. Silver just so happened to be each member's favourite color. Each room was pretty big and had its own master bathroom. Blaise's mother had put every protective spell on the place, and nobody except for her, the kids, and Dumbledore knew where it was. That was one of the last thing's Blaise's mother did before she went missing… It was a touchy subject for Blaise. They had been close.
That where Dumbledore told you to go? Smart idea. Your dad doesn't even know. Well I guess that is kind of the idea… We had some pretty good times there.Draco fondly recalled their adventures at the Dungeon. His fingers grew warm again, and he looked down.
Well, actually Blaise suggested it. We are supposed to be changing location today, though. Don't know where unfortunately.
The font shifted.
Draco, how are you? Is Harry treating you well? 'Cause if he touches you I swear I will beat the bloody shit out of him…
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(smirk) Pansy, I'm afraid I can't let you do that. I like when he touches me…
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Draco! You haven't!
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No, Pansy, just a bit of kissing. You are so gullible.
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Well you shouldn't use it to your advantage! Here's Blaise again… Ya, so Draco, what did you get Harry for his birthday…?
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O, nothing big. Ya know that artist Pawprint? I had him take some pictures for me, and I made a collage. I thought it would be sweet.
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So Drakey, got a nickname for Harry-Warry yet?
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As a matter of fact Pans, I do. And don't call me Drakey!
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Well what is it then? Out with it!
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Erm, well, he's Flame and I'm Frost.
Draco blushed, and was thankful his friends couldn't see him.
Oy, Theo here, Blaise says that you're blushing. And that you're bloody predictable.
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Hey, Blaise, mind turning the gay-dar off? You're more of a pansy than Pansy is!
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Hey!
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Sorry Pansy!
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That wasn't Panse! That was me!
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No, it wasn't you Blaise, it was Panse.
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And how do you know that?
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Well, first because Pansy here detests femininity due to her being a lesbian, and second, it was her handwriting.
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Draco!
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O Pansy please. I've seen you checking out the Weaslette, Cho, and even…Millicent.
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Hey Draco, speaking of gay-dar… TURN YOURS OFF!
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O you know you're happy now Panse. Poor Theo. Feeling left out?
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No, Draco, not particularly. I don't get caught up in the homosexuality.
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The only one left in the posse who's straight. Sory, Theo.
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Ya ya ya.
Draco felt his fingers warm, yet again, and looked to see that on the opposite side of the page was a message from Harry.
Hey, Frost, we got to get ready for the party. I'll meet you in the kitchen in five minutes.
Back on the other side, three-quarters of the Silver Wave were saying good-bye.
Dumbledore's here to take us to our new hide out, Draco, so we'll talk to you tonight. Bye! O ya, and Pansy is blowing you a kiss. I loooove you Dray!
You too, Pansy.
Draco closed the notebook, and headed downstairs to finish off the decorations.
While Remus and Sirius were in the kitchen preparing food, Draco and Harry Put up glittery silver, blue, gold, green, and red streamers around the room. (Well, Harry struggled to put them up, while Draco just did it magicly while Harry's back was turned.)
Just as they finished decorating, Remus came up to them. "Boys, we are going to be having some long term guests with us. We decided we'd put all of you on the top floor, so I switched the floor plans around. Your floor is now in the attic. Your rooms are connected in the bathroom. Would you mind going and fixing up those four guest rooms?" The boys nodded and started to go the attic.
"Who do you think is coming?" Harry looked at Draco, trying to read his expression.
"Well obviously four people. No idea who, however…"
"Well I guess we'll find out in…HALF AN HOUR! I have to get ready!" And the two frantically went to their rooms to prepare. Draco magicly fluffed his hair for more volume, while Harry manually spiked his hair in the exact same shade of jade his eyes were. Jade tips. Hehe. They heard Mrs. Black screaming, and took that as a sign that guests were arriving.
"Ya ready, Harry?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." He looked incredibly afraid, but he put on his happy mask, quite similar to Draco's uncaring mask, except for the uncaring part, and the couple held hands and walked down the stairs. "Hey Draco," Harry said part way down. "The party doesn't start for another 15 minutes… so why are people early?" Draco shrugged, and they entered the living room.
"DRRRRRRRAAAAAACCCOOOOO! I missed you sooooo much!" Sitting on a couch in the living room was none other than the Silver Wave. Draco gave an actual smile, and his eyes lit up at seeing his friends, especially Pansy.
"PANSY! How are you! Blaise, Theo! So THIS is where you're staying! This is bloody amazing!" Draco hugged Pansy, then Blaise, then Theo, and then Pansy again. Harry stood awkwardly behind Draco. Pansy gave a little "hem hem" and nodded towards the brunette. "O! Sorry, Harry, heh. Harry this is your formal introduction to my friends. Harry, meet Blaise (he winked at the brunette), Theo (who nodded), and Pansy (who ran up, hugged him with all her strength, which is saying something, and kissed both of his cheeks. Harry blushed, and muttered hi. "O come one Harry, get used to it. You guys are going to become friends." Harry smiled, and came out of his shell. He gave each of them a hug, and kissed Draco.
"Happy birthday Harry! 16 ey? I can't believe we are turning 16!" Pansy rolled off.
"Well, there are three rooms taken. I wonder who the last is for?" Harry whispered into Draco's ear. Just then the doorbell rang again, and Harry grabbed Draco's hand, dragging him to the door. Ron and Hermione walked into the coatroom. Hermiones eyes wondered to the boys' hands, which were still holding the others. "Ron! Hermione! So good to see you guys!" Harry dropped Draco's hand, and gave them both a hug.
"Harry mate, been all summer!" Ron looked at Draco. "Do I have to call you Draco, or are you okay with me still calling you Malfoy? You can call me Weasley still." Harry inwardly smiled at Ron's attempt to make friends with Malfoy.
"Even better, how about you call me Ferret, and I still call you Weasel?" Draco smirked.
"Hey, if you're game, I am!" Harry's jaw dropped. This wasn't happening. They honestly couldn't be getting along THAT well. But they were.
"Okay, you can have pet names for eachother, but if either of you lay a hand on the other, violently or in a more sexual nature…" Hary mocked seriousness. Shouts of "Flame!" and "Harry!" were his response.
"Just kidding guys. So Ron, the extra room for you and Hermione? Hey, where'd she go?" They all realized that the girl had gone into the house with out them. "Draco, Ron, living room. Now. We may have to protect our other guests…" Draco looked at Harry, and all three bolted to the living room.
When they got there, Hermione was staring at three members of the Silver Wave, jaw dropped, glaring. Pansy was doing the same to her.
"I have a feeling that this is something that goes deeper than we know… Pansy? Care to explain?" Draco slowly walked towards his best friend, knowing that any sudden movement would set her off. Carefully, he put his arms around her, and they both sat on the couch. "Pansy? Granger?" Hermione opened her mouth.
"Why don't you let HER explain."
"FINE! I will. Little Miss Granger here accused me of doing something that I didn't. Remember that day last year when Hermione went missing for a day? She was in a secluded section of the Hospital Wing, recovering from almost drowing, which she blames on me. She was reading a book down by the lake, where Millicent and I were hanging out by one of the trees there. Millicent was really pissed off at her for some reason, and decided to get revenge. I didn't stop her, because I thought the most she would do was a little stupid stunt like growing her teeth long again or something. But when she pulled out her water demon whistle, an ever so wonderful present from her father, I started to worry. A water demon grabbed Hermione, and started dragging her into the water. I started to go after her, but she was pulled under. I had to use a spell to get the water demon to let go, but it wasn't very strong the first couple of times, since I had never cast it. I had just read it in a book. By the time I accio-ed her back to shore, she was unconcious, and Millicent was long gone. Everybody else was in class, so I managed to get her to the Hospital Wing without being spotted. When Madame Pomphrey asked me what happened, she didn't believe that I wasn't too blame. Thankfully, Hermione had just lost conciousness when I got her out, so she was perfectly fine. Hermione didn't see what happened, so she assumed it was me, because Millicent always acts sweet around everybody. Madame Pomphrey had the same impression, but had to go on my word. Hermione assumed it was me who had her attacked."
"Well you were staring at me the entire time beforehand!" Hermione shouted.
"THAT'S BECAUSE I WAS CHECKING YOU OUT!" Pansy immediately blushed after saying this and turned into Draco's shoulder.
"Che-Checking me out?" Hermione had a quizzical expression on her face.
"Granger, Panse here is a lesbian," Draco said simply. He brought the girl to Harry who held her so the blonde could go to the basement to fetch a calming draught for the two.
"O. Pansy, I'm so sorry… I had no idea…" Hermione whispered.
"Ron, come here," Hary said, "Go to the top floor, your and Hermione's room is the last one on the right. I'll bring up the draught in a minute." Ron nodded and brought Hermione to their room. "Hey Pansy." The girl looked up. "Do you want to get a drink of something?" She nodded, and Harry led her to the kitchen.
"Pansy! Hermione wanted to say she's sorry for blaming you," Ron said walking down the steps.
"Could you tell her that she's forgiven, please?" Ron nodded, and Harry led her back to the kitchen.
"See, Panse? It's all good. No need to worry." Harry poured her a glass of iced tea, and had Draco lead her and the other teens to the attic to get them cleaned up. The clock had just struck two, and the party had officially begun.
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All the guests had arrived by 2:30, and were all dancing in the living room. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen making dinner.
Harry opened a lot of presents, but when he opened Dracos, he was in tears. "Draco! It's gorgeous! It must of taken you hours!"
"No, just a little help from your godfathers, Flame." The brunette gave Draco a hug and kissed him until Pansy coughed. They both blushed, and realized the weird looks they were getting. Harry went up to the stage area and started waving his arms to get everybodys attention. When he finaly received it, Draco joined him on stage.
"Everybody, I guess most of you are probably wondering why on earth Draco Malfoy and his posse are here at Headquarters. Those of you in the Order already know, but we feel we should explain some things." He looked over at Draco who continued.
"At the beginning of summer, my father was in Azkaban, and my mother was severely depressed. So depressed, in fact, that she is currently at St. Mungos, and not responding to any treatments. When she was moved there, the Dark Lord used Malfoy Manor as his main base of operation. I wasn't safe there, because he still wanted revenge for my father's mistake. I didn't want to harm Severus' position as a double spy, which I figured out for myself, so I decided to try my luck in Diagon Alley. There was no luck. I was constantly on the run. I was doing really poorly when Harry found me." He looked at Harry.
"After talking with Draco, I realized that he wasn't the same cold-hearted bastard he used to be. He was also incredibly hot." Harry grinned at Draco, then continued. "Many of you don't know, but I'm gay. I realized towards the end of my fifth year. Seeing the nice side of Draco made me like him, and he shared the feeling. Of course, me being so untrusting, wanted to make sure. So being an idiot, I quickly brewed a Perfection Potion. I gave it to Draco and myself, unaware of the side effects, which turned out to be huge. Luckily, the potion judged us perfect for eachother. Unfortunately, this means the side effects were amplifyed to their full power. The first time we seperated by floo, we were both in immense pain. There are also other perks of the potion, which we have yet to experience." Draco continued.
"So, now we are officially dating. My friends are here because after that I had to flee for my life, they didn't agree with what the Dark Lord was doing. Our frienship was more important. So, given about 15 minutes, we, as in my friends and Harry's, are all friends now. And, that's it." Draco and Harry walked to the back of the living room, with the whole posse following. And yet again, the door bellrang. Harry opened it, and was delighted to see his friend Silrena.
"Silrena! You're here! This is bloody awesome!" Harry greeted her and let her inside. Blaise walked out from behind Draco.
"Silrena?" He looked at the woman, his eyes widened in shock. "MOTHER!" Silrena looked at the boy.
"BLAISE!" They rushed to hug eachother, while everybody else stood speechless.
A/N: Hey guys! I finally did the party scene! It wasn't that great, I know, but I gave you seven pages of story compared to the usual 3 or 4. As for the ending… I thought of that twist yesterday at school, and started writing in my notebook. I thought it was rather cool. I didn't write it quite the way I wanted it, but it will do. And you finally found out what the potion was! I only got three reviews last chapter, which made me sad, 'cause last chapter I got eight. : ( o well, here are your answers!
Roboticruth: Of course I'm a Tom Felton fan. And I know who he is. How could I not? (starts drooling)
Susan Potter: So enthusiastic! Here ya go, next chapter.
HalfSithalready: Of course you love it, lol. I won't kick you now since you reviewed.
K.Krum: I loooove you! I will fit the bulge in Harry's pants bit eventually. I love you Bella! Thanks for beta-ing.
And my mother has just informed me that our basement has flooded with the 12+ inches of rain we've gotten this week. Lovely.
Blaise: Mommy!
Draco: Well that was unexpected.
Harry: Ya it was.
Me: Hey, last night was amazing guys! Honestly, they weren't kidding of you guys being sex gods.
Harry and Draco: We know.
Me: Let's do it again sometime.
Harry and Draco: When next chapter is posted.
Me: Okay! (starts typing)
Enjoy!
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