'So, you're okay with it?'
'Well, yeah. I mean, I knew anyway! Well, I didn't know know but I …yeah, it's okay.'
'Thanks. Thanks for being so understanding,' said Harry, giving Hermione a hug. 'It feels better that you know now.'
'It's fine, I promise. Anyway, sorry, but I've got to run. I have some, erm, Arithmancy to do in the library. Sorry!' An apologetic grin and she dashed off.
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'You're late,' stated Pansy Parkinson, as Hermione ran into the library.
'Yes, I know, but for good reason,' answered the Gryffindor, smoothing her robes and combing her hair with her fingers.
'And the reason is?'
'Oh, everything can go ahead. Harry's gay so we know there will be no repercussions with Malfoy's 'present'.'
'Good, is it ready?'
'One last thing we need. Well, two things really.'
'And they are?'
'Why, Malfoy and Harry, of course.'
'Well, that can be arranged.'
'Already done.' Hermione produced a green envelope and a red envelope from inside her robes. 'It's an invite to the Room of Requirement, tonight.'
'That soon? But it's his birthday tomorrow! Why tonight?'
'Because the spells that I've put in the Room will cause them to be late for breakfast so that will have to come down together.'
'And then?'
'And then Malfoy can flaunt his present in front of the whole school.'
'Wow! You are great Hermione!'
'Yes, I know, and you owe me for this.'
'Okay. If you need me, you know where I'll be.'
'Of course. See you in the Hall later.'
'Sure.' Pansy turned and walked out of the library, leaving Hermione there to do her homework.
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Malfoy paced the floor of his room, getting more and more nervous.
'Draco, stop it.'
'I can't.'
'Why not?'
'Blaise, hello! Look at this! What the hell has she got me if I have to go to the Room of Requirement to get it?'
'I, look, come here.' When Draco didn't, Blaise got up off the bed and walked over to his friend. Catching his arm, he pulled Draco into a hug and dragged him back to the bed.
'Zabini,' said Draco, warningly. 'You do remember what happened last time we both sat on this bed, don't you?'
'Yes,' Blaise said, breaking into a huge grin. 'And I can't say it wasn't fun.' But…I have a, well, I wouldn't call them a 'boyfriend'. More of a…fuck buddy.'
'Right, yeah, whatever.' Malfoy was distracted, fiddling with the trimming on the quilt cover, tearing at the fine stitching.
'Hey, hey! Don't ruin my bed! I need this later! Look, just go to the damn Room, like the note says. You never know, you might find yourself in the middle of a party.
'You think so?' Draco looked up at his friend through his fringe.
Blaise lent forward and placed a small kiss on the blonde's lips.
'I know so. Now, get dressed.'
'Yes, mother.'
'Good. And make sure you clean your teeth and wash behind you ears.'
'Too far.'
'Stopping now.'
'Good.'
AN! So, what do you think? I promise that I'll have the next chapter up quicker! I just couldn't be bothered typing up this and every time I went on the computer I got distracted by other stuff coughslashficcough so, R & R please! Love you Heather xoxox
