LookitDom: Please excuse any errors and mistakes in this one! (bows) MineGeorgi is never on lately! And the last time she was we kept missing eachother! (sighs) She went off, I came on, I came off, she went on! It was so annoying! So she hasn't checked this one through, although she did say my writing skills were getting better! I just hope it's true! (working hard for manga competition and keeping up with fanfiction is very tiresome)

And everyone who guessed it was Draco Malfoy who will be recieving the necklace gets a cookie! XD

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"Someone's birthday present…?" Hermione's face paled dramatically. "You're not honestly thinking…?"

"Of course, what better way to stop having enemies than to give them presents?" Harry grinned at his still rapidly paling best friend.

"But Draco Malfoy!" Hermione almost screamed. Harry winced as her voice went shrill and he saw from the corner of his eye how the shop keeper even flinched. "If he finds out it was you who gave him such a gift, what would he think? Or say? Or do? Worse! What would Ron do!"

"Hmm…you're right as usual Hermione," Harry sighed, but he immediately grinned once again. "How about I just don't say it's from me? That way we'll all be happy." Harry smiled brightly at the two and started asking the tall man how much it was.

Hermione stood staring at the boy as he paid for his new gift, she watched as the shop keeper took the necklace out of the glass cabinet and smiled at her, she watched as he wrapped the delicate piece of jewellery up in fine paper and put it in a bag, and she watched him and Harry exchange the money for the necklace. Yes, Harry was actually going through with this.

"Ah, I'm just glad those two other students didn't even see the necklace," the man shuddered. "I would have had a hard time giving my necklace away to such a shrill girl."

Harry chuckled and agreed full heartedly with the shop keeper, if Harry had a shop like this with such fine things he would never sell any of them to someone like Pansy Parkinson.

Hermione snapped out of her daze and rushed next to Harry at the counter. "Harry! Are you really sure you want to do this? I mean, I'm glad you don't want any enemies any more, but…isn't this a little much? Even if Malfoy doesn't know who it's from, it won't make any difference then," she said.

"Well, it will clear my conscience quite a bit, and even if Malfoy doesn't know who it's from now, in the near future I could always tell him," Harry grinned. "And if we still are enemies in the future and I know he adores this necklace, I'll break it to him that I was the one that bought it for him, that'll surely put him in his place maybe?"

Hermione highly doubted that telling Malfoy that Harry got him a beautiful necklace would put the Slytherin in his place, but why spoil the boy's dream? She sighed and walked with Harry towards the door to leave the shop.

"Thanks for the sale!" Harry said to the shop keeper before turning towards the door to open it.

"Pleasure doing business with you Mister Potter," the salesman smiled and his eyes twinkled.

Harry turned to face the older man when he was half way through the door and shot a questioning gaze at the man. Hermione blinked at Harry.

"What's wrong Harry?" she asked.

"How do you know my last name?" Harry asked the shop keeper, neither he nor Hermione had said his last name, Hermione only called him Harry.

The man chuckled and pointed at his forehead. "The Scar Harry, it's quite a give a away."

Harry touched his forehead to find most of his hair had concealed his scar. How did the man see it was his lightening shaped scar? It could have been any old scar.

"How can you tell its lightening shaped though? My hair is hiding most of it," Harry voiced his thoughts.

The man smiled warmly and replied, "I have good eyes. Now if you'll excuse me." The man turned and went back through the curtains into the back room.

Harry and Hermione left the shop, Harry slightly dazed from being in the shop and Hermione was deep in thought.

"Harry."

"Yes Hermione?"

"You know he said he had good eyes."

"Yeah?"

"How can you have 'good' eyes when you have glasses? Doesn't that mean he has bad eyes?" This question was obviously driving Hermione round the bend.

Harry blinked and thought about the question. "Don't know, maybe his glasses just make his eyes better than normal?" he shrugged and walked on with his bushy haired friend.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the street-

"Crabbe! Goyle! Get your selves out of that shop right now!" A steaming blonde boy shouted outside the sweet shop.

Two hefty boys trudged out of said shop looking down trodden and miserable.

"Never, and I mean never drag me into any kind of shop again!" Draco seethed, sending each boy a glare, although it didn't affect the boys as much as he would have hoped since they were used to it by now.

"Sorry Draco," the two mumbled in unison.

Draco sent one last glare at the two before shaking his head and sighing. "Let's go then! We haven't got all day to find Blaise and Pansy!"

"Oh you mean us Draco dear?" a voice cooed from behind Draco that made his hair stand on end.

Crabbe and Goyle grinned at the two figures that stood behind the blonde Slytherin, glad that their part in this 'mission' was over and done with.

Draco turned around slowly to face a grinning girl known as Pansy Parkinson and a smirking boy known as Blaise Zabini.

"Where have you two been?" Draco tried to sound threatening but couldn't help but be a little creeped out by Pansy's grin. What was the girl up to?

"Never mind that! Oh Draco I never knew you wanted to see me so much!" Pansy beamed up at him and jumped into his arms…he only went to catch her to stop her from squashing him…but they still ended up on the floor mind you.

Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle looked on at Draco and Pansy, one boy screaming at the girl to get the hell off him and one girl giggling her head off while making her grip tighter around the boy's neck. It was quite an amusing sight for the three.

'Didn't he say he was looking for me too?' Blaise thought, he grinned and pulled Pansy off Draco by her collar.

"Zabini! Don't you dare pull a girl off her boyfriend!" Pansy screeched.

"Don't be stupid Parkinson," Draco spat as he got back on his feet and wiped the dirt of his cloak.

Pansy pouted and whacked Blaise off her cloak before sulking. Blaise just sighed at them.

"Well, I'm starved, how about we get lunch at the Three Broomsticks?" Blaise tried to lighten the mood.

"Hmph, fine, as a matter of fact I'm quite hungry too," Pansy said and folded her arms across her chest.

"What! I just got out of there!" Draco yelled.

"Well, actually Draco, we just got out of the sweet shop," Crabbe dared to correct Draco which earned him a good glare.

"Then it's settled! Let's go to the Three Broomsticks!" Blaise cheered and hooked arms with Draco, dragging him along to the Three Broomsticks with Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle close behind.

All throughout Hogsmeade, an angry cry from a certain blonde shook the ground.

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"Harry, why did you buy Malfoy a birthday present?" Hermione asked for the hundredth time.

"I've already said Hermione, if I want no enemies, I might as well," Harry answered for the hundredth time.

"But…I don't understand Harry," Hermione shook her head.

Harry sighed and sat down on a ledge of a shop; he leaned his elbows on his knees and looked at his feet. "Hermione, I'm fed up of having enemies, I'm fed up of this whole Voldemort business. Every time I do something I seem to gain a new enemy, and Malfoy is the first of many," Harry sighed again, tired. "I just don't want anymore, granted, Voldemort isn't something I can help but I could probably make a difference with everyone else, except Fudge and that lot," Harry added with a cringe. "Yes, me and Malfoy have had a lot of difference, he's even been aiming at you guys because of me, and I'm fed up of it." Harry lifted up the package containing the Slytherin necklace. "Maybe, just maybe I can stop all that, think about it, all of our lives would be a lot less easier without Malfoy's taunting everyday."

"Harry, you do know that one simple necklace won't change all that, no matter how beautiful it is," Hermione said carefully while perching on the ledge next to Harry.

"I know Hermione, that's why I want Ron to help me, if he stopped falling for Malfoy's bait we might just reach a…truce of some sort," Harry looked up at Hermione with hope clearly shining in his eyes.

Hermione sighed, thinking how Ron would never in a million years even consider being civil to Malfoy. "We can try Harry, but I'm afraid this task will be a lot harder than any we've been on before."

"Even harder than the Chamber of Secrets and the Goblet of Fire?" Harry grinned as Hermione nodded.

"Well let's go find him then," Hermione said and got up.

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"Draco! Draco! Wait!" Blaise ran after the steaming blonde as he marched out of the Three Broomsticks.

"No I will not wait Zabini! I am tired of being stuck in pubs and sweet shops all day!" Draco turned to face the other boy. "I want to know what you have got me for my birthday tomorrow!" he demanded.

Blaise stopped just in front of the blonde, blinked and thought carefully. "You want to know what I got you for your birthday? Is that it?"

"Yes, and Pansy's, Crabbe and Goyle's gifts too now," the Slytherin boy also demanded.

Blaise thought for a moment before laughing at the young teen.

"What? You dare laugh at me?" Draco growled.

Blaise wiped a tear from his eye and stopped laughing. "I'm sorry Draco! But you'll have to wait and find out!" he chuckled.

Draco pouted, in a threatening way mind you, and turned to walk off.

But to his dismay, he bumped into someone, and fell on his butt. Once again. Draco winced at the pain and looked up at the person who dared to walk into him. No it wasn't him who walked into the person; it was the other way around. Malfoy's always look where they're going. Yes, indeedy.

"Potter," Draco spat, looking at the boy who also fell on his butt. And what's that he's clutching in his hands?

"Malfoy," Harry greeted, then realising the package still in his hands he quickly put the package behind his back and grinned like an idiot. Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend's subtleness.

"What's that you have there Potter?" Draco asked curiously one he was back on his feet.

"Oh nothing Malfoy," Harry got up and wiped the dirt off his cloak.

"Don't be stupid, you're hiding something aren't you? What is it?" Draco barked.

"I told you, it's nothing," Harry smiled.

'What? A smile?' Draco took a step back from shock. 'Did Harry Potter just smile at me? The nerve…' Draco thought but something inside him couldn't help but go all tingly.

'He's plotting something.' Draco scowled.

"Fine then, do what you like, I'll find out either way," Draco walked with Blaise close beside him.

"Oh I'm sure you will," Harry whispered when Draco walked past him, making the blonde glance back at the dark haired boy before turning his gaze back and walking off with his friend.

"Harry…Was that wise?" Hermione asked once Draco and Blaise were gone.

"What? I wasn't acting suspicious was I?" Harry blinked at the girl as she sighed in annoyance.

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"The nerve of Potter! Not telling me what he was hiding!" Draco seethed as he walked down the street with his arms folded over his chest defiantly. Blaise sighed and rolled his eyes at his hot headed friend.

"Why are you getting your knickers in a twist over his package?" he asked.

"Because I hate having things kept a secret from me!"

"I can see that…" Blaise murmured.

"What was that!"

"Nothing! Nothing your majesty!" Blaise sniggered.

Draco growled at his friend and walked faster.

"But Potter has been acting odd today," Blaise said.

"In what way? Isn't he always odd? Putting it lightly…"

"He hasn't really been up to his old self, he won't bark back if you know what I mean. Me and Pansy ran into him and that mudblood friend of his earlier and Pansy kept saying things and he just didn't retaliate. Don't you find that odd?" Blaise asked looking at Draco curiously.

"Hmm…I find it even odder that the Weasel wasn't with him," Draco smirked.

"I think him and Potter have had a little fall out."

"Don't they always?"

"True, but Potter did seem a little miffed when I said so."

"Good boy Blaise, you got his sore spot, I should congratulate you if I could be bothered."

"Why thank you for your kindness your majesty."

"Quit the sarcasm Zabini, it doesn't suit you."

"But of course…" Blaise pondered for a moment. "Have you noticed that when any of us is miffed or annoyed at someone or something we refer to each other using our last names?"

"Well deducted Zabini."

"You're just pissed because Potter won't show you his package."

"Oh shove off Zabini."

"You know I didn't mean it like that Draco," but the boy couldn't help but laugh at his poor choice of words.

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"Ron!" Hermione yelled to the red head who was walking aimlessly across the street with a creepy grin across his face.

"Oh, hey Hermione! Harry!" Ron smirked at the two.

"Where have you been? We've been worried!" Hermione scolded as jumped and hugged Ron.

The red head blushed. "You have?"

"Of course we have!" Hermione released him and glanced at Harry.

"Yeah Ron. Where have you been?" Harry asked.

Ron smirked at Harry and shrugged. "Oh just here and there."

Harry raised an eyebrow at him, neither he nor Hermione believing him for a second.

"Eh heh," Ron picked up their thoughts and tried to change the topic. "Anyway! Shall we go now? It's getting late and crowded! And I bet they're serving up food in the Great Hall in a few minutes! Which means we won't get back in time, so shall we make our way to the Three Broomsticks?" Ron didn't wait for an answer so led the way to the pub.

The two Gryffindors looked on at their best friend then looked at each other. Harry shrugged and followed his friend with Hermione close on his heels.

"Harry, when are you going to ask Ron about your plan?" Hermione asked, a little worried about how Ron will take it.

"Hmm…Not today, he'll probably try and steal my present away if I tell him, so maybe tomorrow?" Harry shrugged. "I'll think about it after I've eaten, I'm starved!"

So the three Gryffindors made their way to the Three Broomsticks, unaware that they were walking into a snake pit...and two of them were unaware that the other had a certain package of his own tucked nicely in his cloak pocket that will certainly surprise not only the birthday boy but everyone else too...

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LookitDom: Not much action in this one either, but I promise that there will be in the next one! (Hopes she can keep that promise) because I think this story is going by quite slowly, they're still in Hogsmeade for crying out loud!

(Sighs) I didn't want to use the term 'snake pit' since I've read that term so many times in other fan fictions, but I couldn't think of anything else to put. The three are walking to where Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy are, and more Slytherins will be joining them too after Blaise calms Draco down. (Sighs again) I also don't know Blaise's character that well, I can only depict him on what I've seen him as in other fan fictions (hopes she's read ones that haven't put Blaise OOC)

This is also a long chapter! Even longer than my last one! 0o what's wrong with me? Is it bad that I'm writing my chapters longer?