A/N: Fast forward… As always. To second year! BTW: This is NOT a slash fic. The very strong friendship between Blaise and Draco is not going to go any further. Sometimes their jokes may seem sexual. (Chapter 9) But they aren't.
Blaise and Draco were sitting at the Slytherin Table. "Another year…" Blaise muttered under his breath.
"We'll manage to survive." Draco replied almost instantly.
The sorting began and ended, and the food appeared in front of them.
"To all our new students, welcome. To all our former students, welcome back for another wonderful year. I'd like to remind you all that the Forbidden Forest is off limits to all students. And Mr. Filch would like me to tell you all that Fanged Frisbees, Fizzing Whisbees, and about 447 other items are prohibited from being in the corridors. The full list is outside Mr. Filch's office." Dumbledore began, "And I'd like everyone to welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Lockhart."
"Whatever happened to Quirrell?" Draco whispered to Blaise.
"I don't know. People said something about him having the Dark Lord in the back of his head and he like… died?" Blaise answered, shrugging.
"Oh, well, no big deal then right?"
"No. Not at all."
Dumbledore finished the speech, "Now. You may all begin."
"Hey Zabini, when can we expect the death of your stepfather." It was none other than Theodore Nott.
"He's not my stepfather." Blaise hissed, "And the death will probably happen around the same time as my dad's."
Nott smirked, "I see that you're attitude hasn't changed towards anything."
"Oh go screw yourself."
Nott went back to eating, and Pansy was sitting across from Blaise, "Did you get my present?" She asked, referring to a horrible picture of her that she had given Blaise for his birthday, and he gave to Nott.
"Oh yes, it's at home, in my closet. Where I keep all my pictures." Blaise said, lying about the whole thing.
"Good. I knew you'd like it."
Blaise faked a smile and continued to eat his dinner. He looked at Draco who was holding back a laugh. "Shut it Malfoy." He told his best friend.
Draco stuffed a piece of chicken in his mouth. After he swallowed it he looked at Blaise, "I wonder when Quidditch Try-Outs are going to be."
Blaise shrugged, "I really don't care." He replied, putting some chicken in his mouth. "Why do you think I gave you my broom?"
"Good point… I still want to know when they are."
"We'll probably find out in the Common Room."
The four houses were dismissed to the dormitory. Draco and Blaise reached the portrait of Salazar Slytherin, "Dragon's blood." Draco said, allowing the portrait to fly open. The two boys walked in and saw Marcus Flint, "Try-outs for our new Seeker will be tomorrow night at 5 pm. Anyone who wants to be the Slytherin Seeker MUST be there."
"I told you we'd probably find out in the Common Room." Blaise said as they walked up to the boy's dormitory. Blaise grabbed a package of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans out of his trunk, "Want some Draco?"
"Yeah, toss me one." Draco said, lying down on his bed.
Blaise tossed him a green one, "It's either green apple or grass. I'm not too sure."
Draco popped it in his mouth, "It's…" He took a little while to take in the taste, "Grass…"
"Nasty?"
"What was your first clue?"
"The look of disgust on your face."
"That would be a pretty good clue wouldn't it?"
"Yes." Blaise said, eating a buttered popcorn bean. "Ah, buttery goodness." He replied, laughing at Draco's displeasure, of having to eat a grass flavored bean.
"Give me another."
Blaise tossed Draco a red bean, "Cinnamon or Cherry. Can't go wrong." He thought, "Unless it's blood."
Draco had almost put the bean in his mouth, "Blood?"
"Highly unlikely."
Draco ate the bean, "Cherry."
"Those are the best."
"Yup."
"Better than grass anyway."
"Shut up Zabini."
Both boys laughed as they ate some more of the beans. Blaise shoved the bag under his pillow as Nott came up.
"What are you two laughing about?"
"You're ugly face." Blaise said.
"Yes, and the fact that your family hasn't disowned you yet." Draco added, both boys laughed again.
"You'll pay for that comment Malfoy."
"Oh will I?"
"Didn't I just say that?"
"Well. I'd say that's a threat."
"I'd say you're right."
"Now that we're all on the same page about me being right, you can leave now." Draco replied, waving his hand as if dismissing Nott.
Nott left the dorm.
"Whoa… That kid is weird."
"Yup."
((Intro to Year 2. Hope you enjoy it! Wow… Chapter 16 and I'm JUST getting to the second year. This is going to be a long fic.))
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