A/N: Back to Hogwarts… Dun Dun Dun!
The holidays had ended and Blaise was sitting upstairs in the Slytherin Boys' Dormitory. He had the curtains surrounding his bed closed and was writing.
Today's the day I figure out my new home. I can't live with her anymore.
'Yeah, chances of me getting a new home are slim to none…' He thought to himself, he heard footsteps, and wondered who it was.
"Blaise?" It was Pansy.
'When will she ever learn?' Blaise thought to himself, not saying a single thing. He kept himself silent, so that she wouldn't think he was there. He then heard another step of footsteps.
A cold drawl joined Pansy's annoying voice, "He's obviously not up here, why don't you go look somewhere else?" It was Draco.
"But… I need to talk to him."
"Go look elsewhere." As soon as Pansy had gone down the stairs Draco whipped open the curtains surrounding Blaise's bed.
"I could've been naked."
"And my hopes were shattered." Draco said, sarcastically.
"Shut up Malfoy." Blaise said.
"So when are you gonna deal with her?"
"When I have to."
Draco shook his head and sat down on his own bed. "You're such a loser."
"Thanks." Blaise said.
"Wasn't meant as a compliment."
Blaise shrugged, "Oh well." He then looked at Draco, "I thought she liked you!"
"So did I." Draco said, smirking, "But I guess she likes you now."
"Yee hah." Blaise said sarcastically. "Aren't I lucky?"
Pansy's voice came up the stairs, "Blaise is that you?"
Blaise quickly shut the curtains around his bed.
Draco simply laughed at his friend's stupidity.
"Draco, where's Blaise?"
Draco shrugged, "Great Hall, Quidditch Pitch, killed by the squid?"
Pansy gasped, "How could you say such a thing? He's your best friend! How can you say he was killed?"
Draco shrugged again, "I wouldn't want him dead. It was just a suggestion of where he was, because then you would go look for him there and you would get killed by the squid."
Blaise bit his lip, holding back a laugh.
Pansy looked at Draco, "I thought you liked me!" She said.
A look of disgust appeared on Draco's face. "You must have me confused with Nott."
"Theodore likes me?" Pansy asked, a look of hope appearing on her face, the look of hope disappeared, "How do I know you aren't lying?"
"Because I don't lie."
"Oh! Okay!" Pansy walked downstairs.
As soon as she was gone, Blaise opened the curtains and exploded with laughter.
Draco smirked.
"Man, I wish she followed your idea Draco. Then we wouldn't have her bugging us about feelings."
"Exactly."
Blaise shrugged, "There's always next time."
"Yeah. We can always hope."
"But we wouldn't want to make poor Teddy upset."
Both boys cracked up laughing.
Nott came up the stairs, "Malfoy! Zabini! Why is Parkinson following me around like a giddy school girl?"
Draco shrugged, "She's gotten over us and moved on to the next best looking guy in our year." He said, as Blaise held back a laugh.
Theodore looked at Blaise, "Oh, I heard your mom is engaged again, it was in the prophet."
"Shut up Nott." Blaise said, all previous signs of happiness left his face.
Nott smiled, "Oh, I seem to have touched a nerve."
Blaise stood up with his wand out, "Don't insult my family." He growled, "I may hate her, but you have no right saying anything about her."
Draco stayed on his bed, watching Blaise's anger grow.
Nott looked at Blaise, "And if I do?"
"You will wish you hadn't."
"What're you going to do about it?"
"I'll do things you only dream of knowing."
"Like…"
"Trust me, you'll know." Blaise said, his wand still out. 'I hate my mom… Why am I getting this defensive?'
Draco looked at the two of them, then he stood up, "Nott, you have no reason to go mess with Blaise's mom. See, at least his mom isn't in Azkaban."
"How do you know about that?" Theodore exclaimed, staring at Draco.
Draco smirked, "Connections. Malfoys do have connections."
Pansy came up the stairs, instead of running to Blaise she ran to Nott and put her arms around him, "Oh Teddy! I thought you had left me."
Draco walked towards the exit, "Come on Blaise, we should let the lovers have their alone time."
Blaise smirked, put his wand in his pocket and walked down the stairs, following Draco.
((A/N: Draco is NOT gay. This fan fiction is NOT slash. So, please don't flame. But do review.))
((And I'm not exactly sure what year Theodore Nott is in. So I assumed he was with Draco and Blaise... But yeah.))