A/N: Sorry for taking so long for the update...I tend to do that lately, but I'm trying not to, seriously. so here's the update and I hope you like it!

Reviews:

koolmint26: thank you so much for your review! Pansy is always such a whore isn't she? Couldn't break that mold. lol. Enjoy!

Mystical Marauder: OMG! I loved your review! And Darling, I wouldn't give up this story for the world. Bitchy Draco does get you all hot and bothered doesn't it? lol.

Enigmus: Thanks for your review! It made me feel good. I'm glad you thought it was delicious:D

NotPerfect07: Glad that you thought I should continue! Thanks for the encouraging review!

princess.krissi: well did you read my other stories? if so what did you think? Nothing like this one huh?

Jujube15: I can't get over how much I love your name. lol. Makes me think of the will & grace episode in which grace is like: "Do you squeeze your co-workers ass if they give you a box a jujube's?" and will is like "Depends on what size."

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Chapter 2

"Angels Would Fall"

the rope that's wrapped around me

is cutting through my skin

and the doubts that have surrounded me

are finding their way in

I keep it close to me, like a holy man prays

in my desperate hour it's better...better that way

You'd think that I'd feel bad or guilty even, for punching blaise...but if you were smart you'd know better by now. No, afterwards, I simply walked away, with Pansy in tow, and headed towards Hogsmeade village once more just as if nothing had happened. Of course there was the ocassional shocked person I had to push past as they stood staring disbelievingly at the body of Blaise on the ground, covered in dirt.

"Oh Draco darling, did you have to go and make a scene like that?"

"Whatever are you taking about Pansy dear?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean. If you'd just leave him alone he'd go away. It's like a lost puppy, or it's as if you keep feeding a duck by the pond. Give them something...anything...and they'll follow you home."

"Unless you kick them with your shoe. They won't follow you then."

Pansy mumbled something and I knew I'd won that round. Of course there wasn't many that I'd ever lost with Pansy as a contender.

"So what's on the agenda for today my dearest?"

"Well, first thing that's on my agenda is telling you never to call me dearest again, pumpkin, before I throw up all over your new dior sweater."

"Oh Draco dearest, you've all the charm of a tin full of stale cookies."

"Don't be upset because I outsmarted you in an argument again Pansy, you could have just as easily have won that round, if your mind wasn't so focused on pussy all the time."

I'm sure Pansy and I could have gone on forever just like that all the way to hogsmeade, but at that very moment, Harry Potter was spotted walking just a few short yards away. Oh it wouldn't have been a big deal, if Pansy hadn't made it one. I would've been content with calling him pot-head or scar-head and walking merrily by having my bitch fest, but no, Pansy just had to say something.

"You're just angry because I get laid more often. But you can make up for lost time you know."

"Oh? And what pray tell, would I have to do?"

"Fuck Harry Potter."

I stumbled a little bit at that part, but I casually covered it up as I swung Pansy around to my other arm to make it look like the stumble was intentional.

"I hope I heard you wrong." I hissed at her, "fucking harry potter, has got to be the worst idea you have ever had...and that's saying something."

"Why is it so bad?"

"Uh did you really just ask that?"

"No, what I mean is...it could be good for your reputation."

"How so? I'm supposed to be hiding my disgusting lifestyle as per my father's instructions, so what the fuck good would it do?"

"Simple. You and I know that you're not supposed to hide your sexuality, but he doesn't. So you just seduce him, make sure there's a hidden camera somewhere, and then fuck his brains out. Then afterwards there's many things you could do with that tape. Blackmail him, use it to get him to join our side, or better yet, to denounce his world-wide fame."

"I...that...but..."

"Yes?"

"It's...so stupidly retarded...that it just might work. But there's a problem...I don't give enough of a damn about ''our side'' or even about his ''fame'' to fuck him."

"Ok...but then, just the other day you were saying how much you hated your father, and you wanted to find a way to tell him to go fuck himself...well this is it."

"What? Pansy dear I do believe that the healthy Dyke breakfast you had this morning is clogging your brain. How would fucking Harry Potter equal telling my father to fuck off?"

"Like this. See, if you fuck Potter, then you can like...make a tee-shirt that says "I've fucked Harry Potter'' and then wear around school. We all know Rita's got someone working as a mole for the Daily Prophet, so the story will get out soon. What better way to tell you're father to fuck himself, than to let him know you've fucked his lord's worst enemy?"

"Uh huh...but why not just make a tee-shirt that says I did it with Potter, and then start the plan from there? Why would be the point of actually fucking Potter?"

"Getting laid of course. Now that Blaise won't put out."

For a moment...one singularly crazy stupid moment...I actually conisdered doing that. There was no flaw in her logic...there was no reason against it...so why not?

Then, that moment I just told you about, stretched on to two moments...then three...and pretty soon, as we were nearing the village, I'd made a decision. I was going to do it. I was going to seduce Harry Potter and fuck him. Then use it to my own sick sadistic advantage.

But of course, I'd have to talk to him first. Which wouldn't be too difficult. Since this was my last year here, I'd decided at the beginning of it, to not fuck with Potter...ok bad wording...to not get in fights with him, or even interact with him. So for a few months he's had a relatively quiet and malfoy-free life. I'd have to change that.

"Hello Potter."

"Malfoy." came the curt reply.

"How's it going."

"Fine thanks." still curt.

I paused for a second. "Well...I'm doing good."

He looks at me. "Um...great for you."

"Where you headed?"

"Hogsmead."

I bit back my sarcastic reply. "Where in hogsmeade?"

He sighs. "What do you want Malfoy?"

"I was just striking up a friendly conversation, I didn't know that was a crime in these parts, shit." I replied irritably.

"Well I don't particularly have much to say to my enemy of 6 years, even if he's suddenly become less of a bother lately."

"So you've noticed?"

"Don't flatter yourself."

"I didn't. You did."

"If that's flattery to you, you haven't gotten much of it in your lifetime."

Before I could stop myself, "Maybe it's because I'm not the famous Harry Potter, who gets adored every second of my life."

"Maybe."

"Well -"

"Look. I'm going into the Three Broomsticks now, so if you've got something to say, do it now or move out of my way."

"You know, you and I aren't that different. You'd see that if you really got to know me."

"If I really got to know you, I know what I'd see, and it wouldn't be similarities. Now kindly remove yourself from the doorway."

"I don't do kind, and neither do you Potter."

With that I stepped from the doorway. The bait was set. The line cast. All that need be done was for him to bite.

My smirk was fast fading as I made my way back to Pansy who was waiting surreptitiously nearby the doorway of Honeydukes. Potter wasn't saying anything...wasn't doing anything. Soon I heard the door to the 'broomsticks' closing.

"Well?" Pansy asked as we made our way back on the beaten path to Hogwarts.

"I baited him, he didn't bite."

"Yet."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't give up so easily. Give him time to mull over the things you said."

"How can you be so confident? You didn't even hear us."

"Because as much as you've tried to keep people out, I know you Draco. I know you..." she pauses at the look I give her, "Well..more than anyone else does. So trust me."

"I don't the trust thing."

A/N: I know it's probably shorter than you all expected, but it's something. My best friend just got dumped by her boyfriend of a year, and my grandmother's birthday is tomorrow.

So I'll update some of my other stories ASAP.

Read, Review, and as always, Enjoy!

-Dark